Riley’s pov
My stomach twisted, and I felt like I might be sick. The Lockwood triplets. They were notorious, rich, arrogant, and far too used to getting whatever they wanted. I’d heard stories about them and also been a victim of their shenanigans, none of them good. Seeing them here, in this room, waiting for me... I didn’t know how to process it. I endured handling one of them, which was Alex just because I needed the money but three! I didn't know if I could do this.
The oldest, Christopher, sat in the middle, his legs casually crossed as if this was all just another game to him. His sharp jawline and violet cold eyes locked onto me the moment I stepped inside. On his left, Alexander leaned back, his signature smirk already spreading across his face, the same one that made girls arou
