98. Manacled. Riley . -Rough texture of the makeshift pillow pokes against my back as I gaze out at the foggy window. I wish I could get up and clean the dust to steal a glance outside. I don’t even know if there are any trees around. Hearing the occasional honks and chatter of people, I can tell I’m somewhere in a city. But…If that’s true, why does no one responds to my pleas for help? Maybe there is no chatter, and I am imagining everything.The cold bites through the thin blanket I have wrapped around me, doing little to keep the chill at bay. Shivering, I clutch it tighter to find some warmth in the freezing room. The first night I gained consciousness, I thought it was a cabin. Only that could explain the wooden wall and ceiling with no color or polish on it. Then I realized it’s a half done house, a makeshift dwelling to keep me captive.A strong urge to itch the wound on my wrist takes over, and I wiggle in my spot to distract myself. I have been trying to relieve the pressur
AvengedRiley -Chill has seeped into my bones, making the simple task of removing my shirt way harder. My manacled wrist is to blame too. Scarlet wanted to help, but Tank dragged her out, throwing me an evil smirk. He knew no one would help and West didn’t care. The fact that he was right made me cry. I wasted quite some time sobbing and now my body is shuddering with cold. So fuckin stupid. I should use my head instead of sobbing like a child. The thought makes me cry harder.Shoving the worst thoughts away, I take several minutes to remove my clothes. Once I am done, the tshirt hangs near my cuffed wrist. I am tired, my eyes heavy with sleep. A strange sense of calmness takes over as I scoot towards a dry spot and lie by my side.“Nyet. Ne spi. Don’t sleep!” I hear Scarlet’s frantic voice as I drift in and out of my dreamy state. “Andrei!” she yells out. God… Why is she being so loud? She taps my face and I pull away from her, annoyed. “Andrei!”“CHTO?” someone snaps at her, mak
100. Past. Mikolaj . -Russia? This is implausible.“What are the chances that the location is incorrect?”“Well… If they used something to fake the location… We will figure it out. But the phone is off now.”My chest is constrained as I say, “Let’s figure that out before drawing the conclusions.” I don’t want to imagine what situation she is in right now. Raylan cuts the call as I turn my attention to her parents.“Was it about Riley?” Lena asks with a twinkle of hope in her eyes.“Her phone was switched on in Russia. We are figuring out how true that is.”“What?” she exclaims as panic spreads across her face. “Where in Russia?”“She doesn’t have a freaking passport. How will she exit the country?” Garrett cuts her. “It’s next to impossible for someone to reach that far after crossing borders in a freaking week.”Unless she tagged along willingly…Lena picks up her phone and presses it to her ear. Her expression quickly falls as she mutters, “It’s switched off.”“I have a team on th
Live Feed. - . Riley . - .“My parents don’t have money… and you know that,” I exclaim in disbelief.I guess I should be happy I know what his purpose is. I have been going mad wondering why he dragged and locked me up here.“That’s why I asked Jacob to help me out in the first place,” West says, making himself comfortable on the bed next to me.I stare at him as he pushes back his tousled hair. “So this is the noble cause you were talking about. It’s all about money, after all.”He shrugs, and I get off from bed to create some distance. This room is tiny, barely enough space for walking. With Ghost and West in here, it feels overcrowded. I glance out the window, lost in thought. I don’t even know what’s happening at home. Is Mikolaj still bothering my family with that non-disparagement agreement, while Mum and Dad are looking for me? Sometimes I wish I didn’t cause them trouble. Why can’t I just have an ordinary life?“I am hoping your boyfriend cares enough to send some cash.” “He
1. Hookup > ‘Nice… Your turn West… Quick! I don’t have the entire night.’ He grabs my waist to pull me closer and I scream. … ---Present Day --- It’s almost Seven in the evening and I am freaking out. I have not finalized a damn dress yet. This date will blow up in my face if I don’t calm down. I am sure I have something to wear. Something comfortable enough. I am a little skittish right now. Because I am planning to have — sex. After like… almost two years. “Are you sure you don’t want me to tag along?” Natalie, my bestie, asks me for a millionth time and I roll my eyes while browsing my closet for a dress. “If you want to cheat on Jacob and hook up with some new guy… Then you are most welcome… if not, then no. There is no need for you to come with me.” I tell her, trying to sound casual, but I am annoyed. After that incident, everyone treats me as if I cannot take care of myself. Yes, I am freaking out a little. But it doesn’t mean she has to shove it in m
3. Fair Punishment > I walk out of the family courtroom, only to see my ex-Wife silently crying in a corner. Good! She deserves this. After six months of back and forth, she has finally gotten what she deserved. I pass through her and she blocks my way. “What did I ever do to get this treatment, Miko?” I raise my brow at her. “Oh well, many things… sleeping with my business partner was one of them.” I tell her, amused. “I never mistreated Jessie... You think cutting me out of her custody is a fair punishment? By doing this, you are punishing her too.” I ignore her and keep walking towards the parking lot. She tags along with me, determined to talk. “Please, I am sorry. Don’t cut me out of her life. I cannot live without her.” Her pleas are pointless. When I cut my enemy, I cut them deep. No apologies do it for me. I like my enemies dying little by little every day. I stop and look at her coldly. “She needs to be around someone who can teach her b
5. D!ck tease > Alarm buzzes for the second time and I peek at the clock, still half asleep. It is five past twenty in the morning. Ten more minutes! I hit snooze, and a pillow hits my face across the room. “OW!” “Get your ass out of the bed. Right now!!” Ira hisses at me. Oh God! My parents never hissed at me like this. Even when I hit snooze for an entire hour. “When did you wake up?” “The very first time your alarm started buzzing!” She says, annoyingly. I didn’t know she could hear my alarm. “I want to sleep!” I mumble and cover my face with her pillow to block her voice. I hear the shuffling on her bed and I hold my sheet tight to prepare myself for her attack. She pulls the comforter hard, and I fall off the bed. “What the hell! Ira!” I shriek. She says while pushing me into the bathroom. “I wake up because of your freaking alarms, Riley! There is no way I will let you sleep again!” I rub my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. In my defe
“Hey Riley…” He drawls, and I almost roll my eyes. “Hey Jonas.” Jonas is a typical playboy… ‘Gorgeous’ is the first word that comes to my mind whenever I look at him. But that doesn’t matter right now. His gorgeousness doesn’t hide the fact how much of an ass he is. He only talks to people when he needs some work done. Or some favor. The last time he talked to me was when… I try to think.. Nope! I don’t even remember. Oh wait. He asked me out for a date in freshman year. Most times he has other girls at his disposal and girls happily oblige to do his assignments for him. They want to be in his good graces. He is the future heir of Josef corporation after all. A favor here and there could end up a consideration in a job application after a few years later. But considering how many peers swarm around him, I don’t think he will consider any of them. I can bet he will eventually tell them it’s not in his hands. His company treats everyone fairly and they will only hire someone if