Richard Madden Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Mr Townsend said and Lucy followed him in. The hearty conversation from everyone filled the air. Mark sat with his Dad, and with how serious they both looked, one could tell that the topic of their discussion is business. Lucy sat with Mrs Townsend as she told different stories of Mark's childhood with Maynard and everything else. Lucy found it appropriate to disclose that she's the sister to the most famous actress who happens to be Maynard's wife as well. They talked about few other things right before dinner was served and she alerted the men.

Brittany asked throwing her hands up in the air. "Most likely. I also know about you. Your former boyfriend was stinking rich and I'm nothing compared to him. And you left him. Why?" "He wasn't good in bed." Brittany confessed looking away. "Now that is another lie. He wasn't giving you those crazy amounts you requested and so you left him." Richard explained to the shock of Brittany. "Richard!" "What? I'm not lying, am I?" "Enough with all these stories. Are you gonna marry me or not?"

I asked, confused as to what her boyfriend had to do with me or how he even got into the discussion. She smirked in triumph, “Yes, I'm also Richard's girlfriend, and you're a nobody that's losing their job the minute I meet my boyfriend.” “I think you seem to be confused here,” I chuckled. “You can't be his girlfriend.” “And why do you think that?” She asked, crossing her arms around her chest. “Because she's my wife.” Richard's voice came from behind us and Tara and I turned to look at him in surprise. He was home this whole time.

"Elara, I closed a big deal tonight. Bought some prime steak. Come home early, I'll cook for you. Love you." Seeing that glaring "Love you," my stomach turned. I leaned over a trash can and dry heaved. What an actor. One second he's mourning his "disabled" first love, the next he's playing the devoted fiancé. In the past, I would have replied with joy. Now, my fingers shook as I typed a numb reply: "Busy at the gallery. Be back later." When I got back to our old apartment building in Brooklyn, the black Bentley was already parked on the corner.

she quickly dismissed the person on the other end before ending the call. "So, have you met her before?" Juliette inquired, seizing the opportunity to shift the conversation into his relationship or connection with Adrienne. "Met her? Of course," Richard replied confidently. "I told you, she's my partner. Our relationship is just going through a temporary phase – a means for me to cultivate celibacy while she enjoys a little fling with Ryan. Trust me, she'll come back to me. I have already hacked her body after all," he murmured.

I snorted, flicking a few more channels when the weight of his words finally settled. Hold on a second. What? Snapping my head in his direction, I frowned. What the hell? “And why would you want that?” I almost wanted to laugh at the image of us being together. The tabloids would have a field day if they came to know Mr Maddox Richmond was finally planning to have an exclusive girlfriend. After whatever articles I read about him at night when sleep refused to arrive, it was obvious he hadn’t had a long relationship ever in his life. And if he did, he was too good at keeping that affair a secret.

"I see that now, and I've already made it right." I tried to walk past him. "You don't need to tell me all this." He blocked my path yet again, though. "Of course I do. Gina, I can't just wait around for you to remember anymore. I need to tell you the truth. Your boyfriend is actually—" "Eric Cobb!" I cut him off sharply. "You're being ridiculous. Who you break up with or date is your business. It has nothing to do with me. I'm Jonah's girlfriend, and I—"

BUSINESS TYCOON DOMINIC HEMENEZ ALLEGEDLY STOLE HIS SON'S GIRLFRIEND AFTER BREAKUP There was an old photo attached below of me and Francis together, and beside it was a picture of me and Dominic in a car. My fingers tightened around the tablet as my heartbeat increased in speed and started pounding violently against my chest. "What the hell is this?" I whispered. I scrolled to read the comments, and I immediately regretted that decision. WHAT KIND OF FAMILY IS THIS? I'M SURE SHE'S JUST DOING IT FOR THE MONEY COULDN'T MARRY THE SON, SO SHE MARRIED THE FATHER

From Damon’s perspective : I'm not willing to tolerate the abuse my girlfriend is subjected to. If it weren't for Elenor by my side, I'd put a bullet right in her forehead to show her she can't mess with us. -Anyway. Miranda, tell them about that billionaire guy you met at the airport a few months ago. -Oh, yeah, his name is Richard. He's very handsome. He invited me to dinner as soon as the plane landed. He said he'll call me, she says excitedly.

Long enough for my breathing to steady. Long enough for his shoulders to loosen slightly. Long enough for the world outside that door to feel far away. Then I pulled back slowly. Richard’s gaze met mine, and he looked… softer than I’d seen him in weeks. Not the charming prince. Not the broken husband. Just Richard. He swallowed hard. “I’m not mad anymore,” he said quietly. I blinked. “Mad?” “That you’re with Arden,” he clarified, his voice steady but tired. “I’m not mad.”