Straight Man Richard Russo Novels & Stories

Deep, calm, and unrushed. I flinched slightly and turned around. A young man stood there, tall and poised, wearing a white shirt and black slacks that seemed too formal for such a laid-back event. His face was calm, partly hidden beneath tousled dark hair that fell over his forehead. I knew who he was. Or at least, I’d seen his face a few times on business news or during family dinners. Reagan Russo, the only son of the Russo Group owner, rumored to be a business genius and far too mature for his age.

I wanted to cry out but I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. "You see?" The man said, proving his point to me. "You know, you think you're smart" Turning to face Cyrus, the man nodded at Russo. Russo smirked evilly before he hit Cyrus down with his elbow. Cyrus groaned, falling on his knee. "What.. what... Jesus! Don't kill me please!" Cyrus eyes went wide when the man brought out a gun from his pocket. I, myself was shocked and dumbfounded. I didn't know if I wanted the man to spare Cyrus' life or kill him.

He gave the gun to my men and once I was satisfied they had nothing on them, I began speaking, “So, your names are?” The obvious master–planner had hurriedly answered. He was too dumb for my liking. He could already sense danger. He could see the dangers, yet, he continued acting dumb. Obviously, their motto would be: “No matter what, act dumb and honest to earn his trust.” Dumb fools! “I am Alessandro Russo and he is,” he placed his hand on the shoulder of the man sitting beside him, “Ricci Esposito.” I nodded my head as my men handed their guns to me. I could feel their gaze dropping as they watched intently the gun sitting on my thigh. When I looked at them, it was obvious Alessandro just

His eyes scanned over me intently, not missing my pained movements. "You're limping badly. You can barely even walk," he observed bluntly, cutting right to the point as usual. I didn't bother with polite pleasantries since the gruff man hadn't offered any himself. "I have no serious injuries, just some bruises. I can walk to the main road okay. There, I'll take a taxi to my destination," I replied, unable to wipe the vaguely psychotic-looking smile that had now returned off my face. The thought of Richard's impotence was simply too comical not to grin about.

He laughed mockingly. “I will there,” Richard said with a groan “Get out” he said obviously talking to the girl he had just been having sex with and I was sure it was a much younger girl. It would have been nice to make a video of him in the act but I knew as scandalous as it might be for me. It would not be for the likes of Richard they would only listen to punches and broken ribs and that they would get.

Richard smirked at him. “Nice meeting you Richard.” She smiled sweetly. “If he tries to bully you, just call me. I will beat him up for you.” Richard demonstrated to be in a fight with Asher. Richard has brown wavy hair, with grey eyes. He is handsome but not like Asher's captivating look. Ivana thought in her heart. She watched the brother play and converse together. He doesn't look like the cold ruthless billionaire he portrays to be outside. She heard Richard joined the military, he was not looking forward to working at the Jackson's company.

I said loud out. His eyes narrowed at me and he took a sip from the wine, “unlike you ms. Ronaldo, I belong to a very reserved family, where flings and night stands are considered taboo. That is why I am marrying you straight. As for the girlfriend, I didn’t had time for such nuisance.” I pouted at him and then fake smiled, “for you kind information, Mr. Russo! My family is also reserve and I don’t whore around! So you better check that tongue of yours!” I told him with gritted teeth and glared at him furiously.

The sweat on his forehead was dropping into the ground and his handsome eyes were dim and the usual twinkle in them diminished. “I did it, let him go" said Richard faintly “Huh! Let him go? Oh Richard! AKA. the former assassin Bonny Hanzo! I thought you were smart enough since you have been Rodulf for a quite long years! But how disappointing, you are so stupid! How can I possibly let him go? Idiot!” Diego laughed sarcastically. Richard bit his lips and lay on the ground feebly, his blood flowing slowly “You let him go” he muttered.

She says screaming at me. Looking at her like she's grown two heads she scoffs in disbelief. "You seriously do not know who that is ?" Shaking my head no she huffs. "See this is why you need to get out more, you live under a rock. Your baby daddy over there is thee Elijah Russo, ruthless billionaire running more than 10 multi million enterprises, was voted the hottest guy five years in the row while businessman of the year ever since he took over his father's company and expanded and brought in ten times more profit than all the Russo's before him.