"Is this the best that you could come up with?" He asks and thunders over to me to clasp my arm in a tight grip. "A fake accident that led to you losing your memory?" He mocks, hate seeping through every last one of his words. "Did you throw yourself down the stairs, or did you purposely crash the car just so I wouldn't end up leaving you, making you penniless."Fear clamps around my heart as I look up at the deranged and crazy look in his eyes. I try to pull my hand out of his tight grip but he just tightens his hold, causing a whine to leave my lips. "I don't know what you're talking about," I gasped, my gaze frantically flying over to the closed door, silently praying that either the nurse or doctor would come barraging through the door and take this insane man away from me. "Please, let go of me," I beg, the painkiller making my muscles weak and unable to fight his stronghold.He laughs humourlessly. "I'm guessing the accident conveniently also made you forget about the fact that you cheated on me?" He asks dryly. "You must have forgotten all about how you broke your marriage vow."His words give me a pause. Marriage vows? What the hell is he talking about?

"R-Ryker," I stutter, pressing my palms against his shoulders to try and get him off me. "You have been drugged," I tell him. I really don't know if I expected my words to snap him out of whatever trance he has been placed him. It is no surprise when nothing of that nature happens. Instead, Ryker presses his nose harder into my neck, fully sniffing me. "Fuck, why do you smell so fucking good?" He breathes out in a low voice, and I suddenly feel something poking my hip. I shift uncomfortably, attempting to move away from it when Ryker lets out a sharp breath from above me, which is followed by a deep groan. His tongue slips out and licks down on the mark he gave me.I'm biting down on my bottom lip at this point to hold back sounds that, unfortunately, don't feel like screams.