Richie Risky Comics Novels & Stories

FOR F*CKS SAKE ********************** NARRATOR’S POV *********************** “I have spent decades building this company, and because that ...that riff-raff got a contract she now feels high and mighty and wants to start rubbing shoulders with me.” David rumbled on, his tie loosely hung over his neck, his shirt unbuttoned exposing the white singlet he was wearing inside.

“It’s safer for you at his house.” “Safer from what?” “Everything,” Marco replied softly, his gaze pleading for me to understand. “Those people who were following us… the ones who sent them know where I live. It’s not safe for you there, especially if I’m not around.” Yesterday, after saying I wouldn’t regret choosing to be with Marco, I tried convincing myself that life with him wouldn’t be as smooth as a fairytale romance. Marco wasn’t a regular guy. He was a wealthy man who carried a gun, the kind of person who gets picked up by suited men and rides in luxury cars right after stepping off a plane.

". Cecelia replied before walking away. A minute ago she was praying for a free ride, but right now........ Cecelia is rejecting the free ride which is offered to her. "Come on pretty, I don't bite, and I'm only trying to be your friend and no string attached!". The handsome guy said. The guy is fair in complexion and has black short hair, which is combed to the right-hand side. His pink lip made him look Damn attractive, and not to mention that on his ear lies a silver earring. There is a big butterfly tattoo on his neck, and mere looking at him........ one could easily tell that he's a player and not just any ordinary type of simple player, but the bad boy type.

"Come on Miriam I didn't ask you to get me a male nun" "I'm capable sir". he stammered. "Oh really?" "Yes" he nodded his head. Okay, those eyes got to him Emerald green eyes. He looked so naive and innocent. He might be able to use him for any of his crazy adventure. He got the looks. "I see" Richie said. "I have no rules than you should not try to play smart with me. In case you were not told, I killed my personal assistant who has been working with me for years because he tried to play smart" Richie announced, then he smirked. He knows that was more than enough warning for whoever cares to listen.

Hearing that chilled voice, he nodded and turned around back in the rain to complete the work as soon as he can. Mr Alan Richards, a twenty three year old model is the scariest creature in the underworld. No one knows that the man who portrays in advertisment on the television is someone who runs this dead grave drug business at night behind the scenes. Alan had inherited a lot of illegal businesses from his family, modeling was something that he wanted to do out of passion.

She achieve what she wants What would Richie do to protect Michelle? The guys are threatening Richie... What happened in the store with Jasper boss and the scary customer?

he said, taking a seat a few meters away. Compared to Sandros' intimidating appearance, Patrick appeared more calm, but he was even more gruesome with his ways. He placed his hands on his thigh, “Let's begin a business, Sandros. I hope you're someone I can trust.” Sandros let out a small chuckle as he tapped his fingers on a small table, “I should be asking the same question, Patrick. However, there isn't a business without a risk, right?” Matthew returned with a glass of wine and managed to overhear his master's last statement. A shiver went down his spine. Sandros, his master, would never get involved in a business with a risk. He would rather create the risk and get away with everything.

Patrick assured her, but I could tell he doubted Richie himself. We had been expecting him to show up, but beyond that, we didn't know what else to expect from him. Richie was one of the most unpredictable men I had ever met. Whenever I met him, my senses were always on overdrive, analysing everything about him to predict what he would do next. I had seen him rip off an Alpha's throat at a diplomatic meeting over a simple disagreement. It was one of the incidents that had people calling him the Mad Alpha, but I didn't care much about him in the past because we avoided him like the plague.

Alice's heart raced, contemplating her bold move to offer herself in marriage without meeting her future spouse, only to find herself in a surprisingly favorable situation. 'Isn't that Andrew Kingston, the famed business tycoon? Word has it that even Richie Rich can't tally up the sheer number of businesses he commands. And, as if that's not enough, he's the singular force behind Royman Productions, consistently delivering box office hits. Is he born into wealth, or is there a lucky charm in play?'

"Now that we're done with surprises, can we now introduce ourselves to each other?" "Of course! That would be fantastic!" Rhea said this while grinning from ear to ear, her flirty attitude returning. "You boys go first." The boy with the black, curly, and temple face haircut was the first to introduce himself, a social smile plastered on his face revealing his two beautiful dimples. "I'm Yohan." "And I'm Shane," said the other guy with the brown, glossy black undercut hair. "We're Tyler's cousins." "Oh, now I see why you two are so attractive. It's in the genes." Raine made a sly remark before eventually introducing herself and me. "My name is Raine. And her name is Braelyn." Then she pointe