Chapter 27
Riley’s pov
Standing in the doorway were the triplets, their almost identical faces wearing matching smirks of satisfaction. Christopher was in the center, his hands shoved casually into the pockets of his jacket, while Xavier and Alexander flanked him on either side, their cold, predatory gazes fixed on me.
Fear shot through me like ice in my veins, paralyzing me where I stood. My heart raced as I tried to comprehend how they had found me, how they had known where I lived. I had been so careful to keep my life at home and my work at the club separate, but clearly, they had other means of getting what they wanted.
Alexander leaned forward slightly, his eyes glinting with amusement as he took in the sight of me. “We have our ways, Riley,” he said, as if reading my mind, his
