Zerah
Ryker was standing in front of me. My head cycled around that for several more minutes before I blinked out of my thoughts. My mind was racing with questions and panic. Why was he here of all places? Why did he look exactly like before? My heart couldn't door racing as his grey eyes pierced mine. “Ry?” I tensed as a voice came up from behind him before SHE came into view. Alice. With her blonde hair curled in ringlets, she slipped onto his side like it was second nature before turning to face me. My gaze shifted to their intertwined arms and hands to their hands. Matching rings. A wave of nausea filled me at the sight. So they had gotten married. He had cast me aside for the wife he truly wanted. My chest ached, but I forced myself to look back up where Alice's eyes were on me. “You…” Alice said, her gaze narrowed in shock and suspicion. She obviously recognized me. “How are you here?” her tone was accusatory as though implying that I couldn't be here. Like I didn't belong. It made my hackles rise. I made to speak when a voice suddenly cut me off “Alyn!” I froze at Nathan's voice right before I felt him reach my side, a bright smile. Shock filled me at the familiarity in his voice. Did he know them? “Ryker, Long time no see.” He greeted, “It's been years. I'm glad that you're back ,” Alice said, “I'm also glad to be home.” Nathan laughed before turning to me, “Oh right, Zerah, let me introduce you. This is Alice, my cousin and this is Ryker, my soon to be Cousin in law.” he smiled brightly, My mind went blank as I processed the information. I was left winded, looking at Alice, whose smile looked more like a grimace and back to Ryker. He hadn't taken his eyes away from mine all this time. “Zerah, you'll have to get used to seeing me grumpy face over there now that we're in the main company,” Nathan's words made me snap towards him instantly. What? “What do you mean?” I asked him, a knot forming in my throat. “He's the head of both My family's company and his. Geronimo corps was just a subsidiary, but now we'll be working directly with him.” He said. “It's really admirable how you've been heading both out companies Ryker. It's like they're one. Oh wait, we’ll have to wait until the wedding for that,” Nathan's words might as well have been a gunshot. I could barely process his next words as everything blurred. Suddenly the room felt too bright, suffocating and overwhelming. “Excuse me,” I broke out, interrupting Nathan mid-speech to excuse myself. Fighting the penetrating stares, I turned away and walked out of the hall, rushing to the nearest restroom. Thankfully the place was completely empty as I stumbled in, letting the cool air pierce my senses. I leaned onto the sink, shutting my eyes as I tried to process everything. This was insane. It had to be some sick joke. Not only was Nathan related to Ryker and Alice, but he was going to be my boss? I was going to have to work alongside him. Have to see him near me everyday. It was the last thing I ever wanted. And now it was happening. I had returned to the city in hopes that this wouldn't happen. I couldn't help but wonder if the universe was playing jokes on me. “So, all those things you said were for nothing.” I jerked back in shock facing the door. Ryker was standing right at the door looking at me. What was he doing here? I was already upset and facing him felt even worse.Gathering myself, I walked forward to leave the bathroom. His body moved, blocking my path to the door cornering me. “What are you doing?” I asked, keeping my voice composed. “I should be asking you that. What are you doing with my cousin in law?” “It's none of your business,” I snapped, reaching for the door handle again only for his hand to grasp my wrist “All these years and you haven't changed.” He huffed, “I thought what I had paid was enough to sate you but here you are, going after your next victim.” “Excuse me?” I reared back at his words. What the hell was he implying? “I suppose you've spent all that money. I'm not surprised, considering it was gotten through unruly means. But is trying to get money from Nathan your scheme wouldn’t work.” he said, This is the last straw for me. Without thinking, my hand flew across his face in anger. Rage filled me instantly. “Disgusting. You and your thoughts are disgusting.” I choked out fighting back tears. “I suppose that hasn't changed either,” He gaped at me, shock clearly on his face. His surprise was enough to give me the chance to slip past him, opening the restroom door and leaving. I stumbled out into the hallway, trying to keep myself from crumbling. Shutting my eyes tightly, I forced myself to stop crying. Why did he always find a way to hurt me? Why did I always let him? There was one thing that hadn't changed, no matter how much I wished it would; my feelings for him. It was too much. I couldn't stand being in this place anymore. Sending a quick text to Nathan with the excuse that something came up with my children, I managed to find the nearest exit and left without a second glance. I knew Nathan wasn't going to be angry. He was always lenient with me. On the drive home with a taxi, my.mind raced with thoughts of how I was going to handle working near Ryker. But most of all… How was I going to make sure he didn't find out about our children?Ryker Time was ticking fast.Looking over at the files for a final time I stood up from my chair. The tension in my body felt evident as I stretched my shoulders, trying to shake off the weight of everything. The leather creaked softly as I pushed it back, the sound echoing in the quiet office.There was enough thinking. This was the time to take action and for that I had to prepare.I moved towards my personal restroom. The cool air enveloped me the moment I stepped inside, flicking in the fluorescent lights despite it being day time.In it, I could see my reflection.My gaze narrowed as I took in the sight of myself. My dark hair was perfectly in place, my suit impeccable and my posture still the perfect picture of calm. The exhaustion and worn nature was still there, subtle to my eyes but I knew that on the outside, I looked exactly the same.Inside however told a different story. I could see it in my eyes. There was no way in hell I could go out feeling like this. Not at the cha
Good day. As you can see this is not an official Chapter. I am glad to say that we have officially reached the 100TH mark in Losing Ryker: The Billionaire's Second Chance. I am glad and grateful for all of you that have been following the story so far (especially those that borne with the temporary hiatus). For the celebration of the 100th chapter I wanted to prepare something special. So for this place I will engage in a Q and A session for you all. Please feel free to ask me anything you're curious about regarding the book and the story so far. This can include the behind the scenes, characters, the inspiration or any plot points. I will explain to the best of my ability (No spoilers though, hehe) and engage with you to the fullest extent. So if there are any questions, let me know. I will keep this updated and am eager to hear your thoughts. The only question I will not answer will be regarding updates so if anyone asks “When will you update?” I will likely not answer. That as
RykerOn the screen was a news anchor speaking. I barely processed the particular station it was or whatever he was saying. The only thing that I could focus on was the footage playing on screen.I felt completely frozen yet the sight made my skin crawl. It was Robinson. Again.But this time… it was completely different.This footage, unlike the previous one, wasn't in the club. It was a familiar setting, one that matched the one I was in.This was in his office in Falloway Corporation.The vertical visuals hindered sight of everything else, as though the footage was captured in hidden view but the rest was clear. From the shot he was standing close, far to a young woman. It was clearly an employee from the tag.Her face was blurred out, but her body language screamed clear discomfort. No. Not just discomfort.Fear.The anchor's voice was gone, replaced with the static sound of the footage now in full view on the television. I watched as James Robinson raised his hand to stroke the
Ryker My eyes narrowed as I stared at it, completely dumbfounded. The news report looked surreal, near unbearable to see. I was frozen in place. As far as it was proven, most if not all the press was currently feeding into Robinson’s greasy palm. None were going to speak out against him. If so, what the hell is this? How did this happen? I turned slowly to Jason, my eyes narrowed. “What is this?” I asked even though I knew exactly what it was. He didn’t answer right away. Instead he nudged the tablet a little closer like I wasn’t already glued to it. “Keep reading,” he said. I dragged my eyes back to the screen, letting every word sink in meticulously. ‘James Robinson, has continuously lauded himself as a victim in the face of the press, using his influence to control the narrative as a philanthropist, father and clean businessman. No longer would you be fooled. The first and most viral incident regarding his so- called victimhood towards Ryker Davidson, CEO of
RykerShock and awe were written on their faces after my words. Still I could see the doubts as they looked at each other, unsure.“I’m not a puppet. Have never been, ” I added. “This company has always been important to me and I would never let anything or anyone get in the way of it thriving. I know what I'm doing. Let Jason know I said that.”For a moment, the hesitation remained on their faces before it soon melted into something final.Resignation.She tentatively took the folder. They shared a look before turning to me. “Understood, Sir.” she said They both nodded slowly before they turned away. The door was gently closed, leaving the place in silence.I leaned back, staring up at the ceiling.They would no doubt believe that I was locking myself in a corner. Jason had prepared for every single casualty and I had thrown it away without a glance. To them, it seemed careless and risky.But every word I said held true. I wasn't giving up my position in Falloway Cooperation, neith
RykerThe silence that surrounded the rest of the building after stepping out from the elevator felt good. Jason worked fast and effectively. Somehow, between the time we'd left I'd traversed to my floor Now no television was on. There was no soft murmur of news channels in the background, no staff whispering about the headlines. It was quiet. Exactly what I asked for.I pushed my office door open and shut it behind me. The silence followed me in.I didn't hesitate to draw myself into work. Immediately I sat down and I focused myself on the files that I hadn't worked on. Project reports, financial statements and more. That would be my solace for the next few hours.Time passed. There were no calls from the directors or shareholders. It gave a brief illusion that this was just another day in my life.But time was still ticking. Morning soon turned to midday. There was one hour left until the press conference. Time was running out and I was painfully aware of every single agonising