POV Liliana Lennox
Ryder suddenly grabbed my wrist—fast, like a steel trap snapping shut. In an instant, he yanked my hand away from the g*n at his waist.
"Don't even think about it," he whispered sharply.
I groaned in pain, letting out a frustrated scream as I lost the upper hand. I was beyond pissed. Our eyes locked, and for a split second, I saw the warning in his gaze. He knew exactly what I was thinking.
I clenched my teeth, trying to hide my shock. "You… might be misunderstanding. I just… I'm thirsty and need to use the bathroom."
That was all I could come up with. No other excuse popped into my head.
Ryder didn’t answer. Instead, he just stared deeper into my eyes before finally loosening his grip.
Carefully, I pulled my hand back and straightened my posture. "I said I need t
