Riley’s pov cont’d
A cold shiver ran down my spine as his words sank in. My heart pounded so hard in my chest that I was sure they could hear it. I tried to step back, but Christopher's grip tightened on my wrist, holding me in place. I could feel the blood draining from my hands.
"What... what do you mean?" I stammered my voice barely above a whisper.
Alexander's smirk widened, his breath warm against my ear. "Oh, don't play dumb, Riley. You know exactly what I mean," he said, his voice low, making my skin crawl in disgust.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. I was trapped, completely at their mercy, and they knew it. The way Alexander's eyes lingered on me, the mocking amusement on Xavier's face, and Christopher's firm grip all told me they were enjoying this—my fear, my helplessness, m
