Richie Risky Comics の小説・ストーリー

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.

I tried to smile. She leaned forward. “I want to invite the whole gang to a party at my house, my parents will be out of town, and I will be throwing a party for everyone in school. Although my family is not as rich as anybody's in this school, we live in a three-bedroom flat apartment. I am sure I can throw a good party, I want you to attend?” I didn’t flinch. “Nope.” She smiled like knives. I knew her type. Smart, observant. Dangerous.

"What do you think of me? I'm not a chatter." "You are not a chatter, but you enjoy sharing things and information that are not always necessary to share." "Information like how I caught you reading a sexy magazine? Or how you peed your pants when we were chased by a dog?" Raine snorted after hearing what I said, unable to stop laughing. When I looked at her, she closed her mouth again and bit her lower lip to stop laughing. Caesar let out a restrained, angry sigh, and I envisioned his face with his nose flaring in rage, almost making me giggle. If I hadn't been able to hold back my laughter, he'd be even more enraged than he currently is.

The ex convicts were people who trade drugs and smuggle ammos in and out of different countries, they were people you don't want to mess with, but right now, I don't care, it's my parcel at stake, and I'd go to any length to get it back. The ex convicts should know something about my parcel, since they mainly specialize in the buying and selling of illegal things. Getting down from my car, Richie followed suit behind me, more like he was hiding behind me, the guy is just too chicken for my liking and that's exactly why I hired him; although he was good with gun fights and all other crazy stuff, but when it was time to attack dangerous people in their homes, he chickens out. "Boss, I think th

Dante nodded, "Of course. I can see it in your eyes that are always tense. So, what do you think of this deal?" Richie thought momentarily before finally nodding, "Alright, we have a deal." Dante smiled widely, "Great! Now, tell me, what's your problem?" Richie sighed before answering the man's question, "I teamed up with Odette to harm Sharlynn." Dante immediately spit out his drink that he hadn't had time to swallow. The surprised Richie shook off his hand as the drink soaked part of his shirt on his chest. "Hey, idiot!" Richie raged.

Alex asks, leaning in slightly, intrigued by the sudden seriousness in the air. I look at Richie and give him a subtle signal to take the floor. He takes a deep breath, clearly gathering his thoughts. "Well, I wanted to share something important with you guys about Rachel and me. We’ve been together for two weeks now, and honestly, it’s been the happiest time of our lives. So, we’ve made a big decision to let go of everything related to the Mafia, whether it’s legal or illegal. That definitely includes the diamonds." Richie meets my gaze, and I jump back into the conversation. "Since I’m the only one who can access the diamonds now, I’ve decided to hide them far away from everyone, where no

Devoted to her homeland, Riche has chosen to defend it by running an independent investigation of the Outlaw conspiracy known as the Snake Crest. Riche is highly independent and selfish, a truant and a busybody, all qualities that made her ill-suited to be a princess. As a child, she frequently escaped her family's harem to play with the children on the street, where she met her future best friends, Ramius Dreissen and Kathryn Lapucelle. As she grew into adulthood, her family failed to find a role for her in governance, politics, or even a political marriage. Riche would have to find her own calling in life, which she did in pursuing the organization known as the Snake Crest. Despite her err

I cried, "I swear I'd call cops on you!' I screamed. I had been arrested so many times for domestic things, like being in a strip club, illegal sex work, and I definitely would stay from the police but this man didn't know thet so I could threaten him. He for one was not appearing threatened. I knew there was no saving me so I gave up talking. I hugged my arms and widened my eyes. This definitely had something to do with Park. What if he wanted to kill me for finding out about his identity? I gulped and looked out the window to see if I could capture any landmarks but there was none. So many questions ran through my head, why would someone as wealthy as Park want to venture into illegal deal

Ric whispered looking down at his hands and this is the reason why he is not smiling. I signaled Andres to go and he left with the other two. "You're saying that when you have the powerful mafia dons as your friends. You're lucky, Armani" I told and he looked at me with a smile before turning to others and starting working. "As he was hiding in the underground all these years, we don't know about him fully. Like, is he still looking the same or has he joined with any other mafia groups? We don't know anything and in this situation, field play is completely wrong and dangerous. We can't take any risk by going directly to his place and killing him" Ric spoke and looked at me for a moment befor