Chapter 14.
Ryker’s grip on the glass tightened, then he rose to his feet, setting the glass on the table.
Before he could say a word, Damian surged forward, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him closer to his body.
“You f*****g touched her?” he snarled into Ryker’s face, his eyes raging with pure fury.
Ryker’s jaw twitched, his fingers digging into his palm like they were going to draw blood. The image of everything that happened in the club flashed across his gaze.
“It was hard, Damian. Trust me, I f*****g tried.”
“You bastard.” Damian groaned, landing a punch on Ryker’s face.
Ryker staggered backward, finding his stance after two steps.
He straightened his posture now, moving his fingers to wipe the blood at the corner of his lips before licking it off.
“I am sorry…” he ma
