Richard Price Novels & Stories

I said glaring directly at Tiffany Fucking Amaan. /////// I'm still laughing at the word Vanessa the secretary. Richard is a dimwit! This chapter has been able to shed more light on Richard’s behavior and his attitude towards his mother. He’s also a prince which is something new for Vanessa And to also make things clear, Richard is just like every other person out there, you know that popular saying “There are two sides to a coin” Looks like our heroine didn't sign up for only one night. Guess she's up for a lifetime..

On the cold ground, the blood dyed a vast, dazzling red. "This is the price you pay for going against me. If it were Brian, what would you do? Do you oppose him like that? What good is he in the end? Why is everyone supporting him?" Richard became insane and bloodthirsty like a wounded wild beast. He took all his anger out, treated me like a sandbag, and tried to beat me.

Aurora didn’t believe him. “Then what are you doing?” Richard folded his hands on the desk. “Making an opportunity.” Aurora waited. Richard spoke slowly. “Hale Corporation is powerful.” “But under Adrian’s leadership it has also made powerful enemies.” Aurora glanced at Adrian. His expression remained unreadable. Richard continued. “Blackridge can eliminate those enemies.” Aurora frowned. “For a price.” Richard smiled. “Everything has a price.” Adrian finally spoke again. “You’re wasting your time.”

The fathers stood back like spectators, a sense of detached amusement hidden beneath their cool expressions. Because Frederick Hale wasn’t just anybody. No, he was far more than that. He was the Prime Minister of Oil and Gas, a man with influence so vast it could make or break careers, destroy corporations, and manipulate entire industries. And he was one of the people responsible for making their H²O engine disappear, a critical piece of technology that had vanished. Ichiro, still perfectly composed, adjusted his cufflinks with the elegance of someone who’d been to this rodeo a thousand times. "Sued, you say?" he inquired, his voice smooth as silk, each word dripping with an air of polite c

Is it too awkward? “Wow! You look beautiful.” I pouted and was about to say something but she cut me off. “Shut up, it's perfect. We're taking it.” Finally, we're done with the dress. I looked at myself in the mirror before taking it off. It's not too bad. I checked the price and my mind blew off. A normal person can live for a month with this money. I sighed, I've a bad habit, I won't check the price until I want to buy it. If I had seen the price before, I should have told Amy something. Now she'll insist that I buy this dress.

His brows lifted in recognition. The man he was facing tossed a curved sword to the side of the cave and hurled a dagger over his shoulder. Proving that they weren’t his to begin with. This man never carried weapons. He takes those of his enemies. Which proved to Disseus, precisely who he was. King of the Seditious. This man was the ruler to the assassins running through Ardae. He owned the most prosperous trading guild in the country. Built with his hands and run by his mate.

Pryce asked her best friend, who showed her a warm smile before answering, "He was a broken man. Though he was pretty surprised that you and your mother are not really humans, he still loved you. It was Ronald Burton, the principal of your school, and my mom, who told him everything that he doesn't know. I knew him as a great man and a businessman, but death has its way of changing everyone unexpectedly. Not long after, when you left, Pryce, he began to get drunk and did lots of things he didn't before. He went gambling, and he was addicted to it. Then your father sold his businesses and yours; the restaurants, all his shares from the companies he invested in, the mansion, your mansion, your

I was beyond shocked. A man in a black suit has a sharp jaw, dark eyes that looked like they did not see much that surprised them anymore. He had no smile on. I scrolled down through the headlines. Youngest billionaire in the city. CEO of Knight Holdings. Known for ruthless business decisions. Has destroyed competitors without showing any mercy. Linked to multiple corporate scandals. Untouchable. I clicked on an article. There were photos of him at galas and business events, always in black, always with the same unreadable expression. People around him in the photos stood slightly apart, the way people stand when they are not completely comfortable.

The morning sun streamed softly through the large windows of Ethan's luxury penthouse, painting golden patterns across the marble floors. It was a new day — a victorious day. The air inside was sweet with the scent of fresh flowers and the richer, almost tangible scent of triumph. Ethan sat on the couch, a glass of wine in one hand, watching the morning news that recapped the disastrous collapse of Christian Blake’s business empire. The headline flashed boldly: "CHRISTIAN BLAKE: FROM BUSINESS KING TO FALLEN TYCOON"

He took a step closer, his glare cutting through her. In the past life, Vanessa had profited handsomely by selling project papers to shady buyers, funding her endless cosmetic enhancements. But this time? Every cent she swallowed would be regurgitated tenfold. And prison awaited her.