The door flung open and he marched into the room aggressively.
Samantha sat up on the bed and her eyes widened in curiosity, seeing his torn shirt and the devilish look on his face.
She couldn't speak as he stopped abruptly beside the bed. He gave her a cold dark stare before marching into the bathroom.
“What's wrong with him?” She muttered, getting up from the bed.
She walked closer to the bathroom where she could hear the sounds of running water. There was no single sound from Ryker and she wondered what he was up to. She stood for a couple of minutes and it seemed he wasn't coming out. She sighed and walked back to the bed.
**
“Sir, your coffee,” Sasha said, dropping the cup of coffee before Ryker's table.
He couldn't take his eyes off her as she stood before his table, dressed s
