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Project R.I.C.H.A.R.D: Conception (Remastered Version)

Richard Snyder The infamous billionaire of the City of Angels, a man dedicated to his work, his family and trying to run away from his past still haunting him in his darkest nightmares. Richard has an intimidating exterior, rules the business world with an iron fist, has no filters and says what comes to his mind, enjoys his bachelor status while having casual one night stands and has no plan whatsoever to settle down and change his lifestyle. Cassandra is a shy, innocent Fashion Design student, trying to build her life and career based on talent's worth and hard work. Fate throws Richard in her path, offering her a shoulder to lean on and a hand to help, for the first time in her lonely life. Being the way she is, Cassandra has no idea who Richard is and this gives him an opportunity to reveal his real colors and wear down the mask he has worn for years. But Richard is not the only one with a haunting, complicated past. What happens when you throw together two people ,who both pretend to be someone they're not? Can they avoid their pasts messing with their future? Will Richard break Cassandra's innocent hart, or will he have his icy one broken for the first time? This is the first book Project RICHARD: Conception DISCLAIMER!!! This book contains graphic content of violence, foul talk, explicit sexual scenes, killing in cold blood and other stuff that may be triggering.

Edri Ekmekçiu · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
18 Chs

Chapter 16

BERLIN

Richard jabs the punching bag mercilessly, sweat dripping from his hair and into his eyes.

“There you are!” Cassandra smiles approaching him. He continues punching the bag in precise movements.

“You’re back early” He replies mindlessly. “Something wrong?”

“Why would you assume that?”

“You just have that look.” He finally stops and faces her.

“What look?” she musters a smile while Richard removes his gloves, his knuckles red and raw.

“Like something’s wrong.” He pulls on her hand and places a kiss on top of her head.

“Well….”

“Tell me. If there’s something I can do to help, you know I will, so just tell me.”

“You remember Caroline, right?”

“How could I forget.” he huffs.