LIORA
If I weren’t so close to Ryder, I would have concluded that he was drunk. “Are you trying to cover for the possibility that you might have had Evans murdered for your selfish reasons?”
“Don’t piss me the f**k off, Liora.” He snapped, glaring at me. “I clearly told you that I have nothing to do with Evans death. I didn’t even know the fucker, so I don't want him dead, though I can’t say I am not glad he is gone.”
My eyes narrowed. “What is that supposed to mean?”
He shrugged. “If he was still alive, you would be married to him by now, and maybe even carrying his baby, and that thought makes me want to lose my goddamn mind.”
My jaw dropped open. “Do you know how selfish you sound right now?”
He nodded. “I am selfish when it comes to you and your love Liora.”
The unapologetic loo
