'Where you go, I will go. And where you stay, I will stay. Your people will be my people. And your God, my God.'
Ruth 1:16
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" Madame and sir entering the room. "
Victor murmured on his two-way radio while walking behind Psyche and Benedict. Psyche was still holding her son while they were doing their best to walk discreetly and quietly in an empty corridor.
" Where is 'pa? "
She placed her index finger on her lips to hush her son when she heard him whisper. Benedict nodded to her and went back to being quiet again while they were walking. Soon enough, Victor stopped at one point in front of a door that looks like a storage room on the outside. He knocked twice and opened the door. Richard Armani looked like he was expecting them, he was standing beside the bed, shirtless just wearing his corporate slacks, and with bandages that covered the midsection of his body.
She froze at where she stood the realization. The man's alive. He's fuckin' alive.
Benedict bolted quickly at the sight of his father and almost dived to embrace him. She watched him wince in pain in silence, smiling after, while giving Benedict the same amount of warmth. She began walking in his direction while his eyes focused on her.
" Richard Armani. "
Was the only thing that she was able to say while her emotions drowned her. Richard Armani diverted his eyes on the large man who stood at the door.
" Victor, alert Daniel immediately. "
He murmured, his low voice rasping. It was apparent that he needed a lot of effort to even speak.
" Yes, boss. "
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" Love Untitled " ~ The Road Home ~ BOOK SIX
RomanceRichard Armani Montgomery Castro humiliated, maligned and did everything in his power to uncover Psyche Saavedra's true skin when he thought that she tricked him into marriage. He made her life the meaning of how was it to live in hell with no one b...