Richard Osman Novels & Stories

Adam shut him up with a look that could kill. We were guided upstairs by one of Richard’s men. He was well-dressed, polite, and the deadliest thing in the building. I could see it in the way he moved, the way his eyes never stopped tracking us. I felt Adam’s fingers tighten around mine until it hurt. We reached the suite. The man knocked twice, then pushed it open. Richard sat in an armchair by the window, backlit by the city. He was drinking something dark from a crystal glass. He looked perfectly at ease, like this was a social visit.

CHAPTER 82 Damien’s POV Kareem Al-Mansoor appeared in a light blue striped suit, and his sharp gaze fell on us. His face pulled together in an unpleasant frown as he started walking towards us. “Let's talk about this later,” I said to Mr. Richard. An unhappy expression crossed his face, but he nodded and walked away after exchanging pleasantries with Kareem. Mr. Richard was barely out of earshot when Kareem opened his mouth to speak. Sensing trouble, I cut him off immediately. “Not here. Let's go to my office.”

Taylor raises his head and nods in my direction, saying, "Come in, Ms. Dawson." I go inside and it is then Mr. Orlando looks at me. I wish him a good afternoon to which he wishes back with a smile that is very handsome. Mr. Orlando is another famous professor in our college. He teaches maths and many girls are head over heels for him. Though he is very handsome, Mr. Taylor catches more attention than him because he is a strict man, unlike Mr. Orlando who smiles brightly at every student. Many of the girls take it wrong but it is clear to everyone that Mr. Orlando is just being humble and kind to everyone. And because he is engaged, he is a red flag.

they murmured, clinking glasses. But the true center of gravity was still waiting. Richard and Oma stood just a few feet away. Oma looked breathtaking in a deep sapphire velvet gown that complemented her fierce, brilliant eyes. And Richard... Richard looked exactly like the man I had always known him to be, yet entirely transformed. The brutal, calculating edge that had defined his years in the corporate trenches had been replaced by a deep, immovable serenity.

He sat down beside me and then started to eat. Richard was an easygoing guy. His father was one of the hospital's directors, and he was a surgeon. He is always smiling and cheering people up, just like the guy next door. Unlike the possessive and brooding Reagan, He had offered to get me a drink, and I said yes because it would be rude to say no. Even though I think he has been making advances towards me. Even Kelly noticed it, so I was not imagining things.

"Mr. Ramos...Your guest is here." "Send him in." The door opened and Richard stepped inside. For a long moment... Neither man spoke, Ethan stood behind his desk, his posture remained straight, his face unreadable but beneath the desk... His right hand had curled into a fist so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. Richard smiled. "So..." His voice was calm, almost pleasant. "You've grown into quite the man." Richard looked around the luxurious office. "The view is impressive, the building is impressive, the company..."

I froze. A man stood by the edge of the trees, lighting a cigarette with steady hands. Smoke curled around him like a crown of shadows. He looked like sin in a suit, dark, dangerous, and maddeningly composed. His eyes didn’t flinch, didn’t waver. He didn’t even seem to care that I was on the verge of collapsing, yelling, or trying to escape. He was watching me like I was a mildly interesting movie he didn’t pay to see. He was watching like he was actually enjoying it!

This time, I took out my phone and edited a message. “Richard didn’t tell you the whole truth. Orsen contacted me before I escaped and I asked him for wolfsbane. But he didn’t betray your pack. That night, I escaped from the pack and I met Orsen in the forest. Then Richard appeared. He knew Orsen and I were contacting and he asked Orsen to kill me. Orsen refused. I threw Richard a dagger. He didn’t dodge although he could’ve dodged. Instead, he grasped Orsen and pulled Orsen in front of him. That’s how Orsen died. He was killed by my dagger but not by me.” I showed him the message.

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home. Stepping out the door was Wade Roberto,"Daisy Hunter, remember it's twenty billion dollars." He muttered and blew kisses in the air and left the office. Daisy Hunter stared askance at him as her thoughts raced. 'Why did Wade Roberto choose me out of all the ladies at the office?' 'Why would he be offering such a huge amount of money for a two year marriage contract?' This and many more thoughts raced through the mind of Daisy Hunter as if she had stepped into a convoluted maze with no clear path forward.