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Chapter 12

Author: Author Zee
last update publish date: 2026-05-06 05:22:23

Chapter 12 — Jealousy

Ryker’s POV

I can’t stop thinking about it.

Remy’s mouth on hers. His hands touching her. Taking something that should have been mine.

My first everything. That’s what I wanted. Her first kiss. Her first touch. Her first—everything.

And he took it.

I know I have no right to be angry. I know that. I’ve been with Lila for decades. I’ve done far more than kiss her.

But logic doesn’t matter right now. King is a roaring, jealous mess inside me. And I’m barely holding him back.

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