Ryker
My eyes followed Ariella, a slight smile tilting my lips as she went back and forth at a slow pace, note pad in hand as she memorized everything that could save our story. I was lost in the way she moved with grace. The way she randomly stopped when she messed up her words.
She was mesmerizing.
Aside from the murderous glares she shot at me whenever I intentionally encroached on her personal space, she was the purest soul I’d ever met and Leroy had to be an i***t to cheat on her and sell her that twisted version of love she still believed was love.
His loss. My gain.
Her devotion to keeping our lie to the end, not only to protect herself but me did something to me in ways my brain couldn't fully process yet.
I removed the Cuban cigar, rolled it and was about to light it whe
