Chapter 7

Ryan's POV

At the party, everyone was busy eating. I also took a plate of meatballs and started eating them by dipping them in the sauce.

Arianna was busy eating meatballs, but Ryan's eyes were busy eating her fair milky skin. He wished he could grab her by the ass and throw her on his bed. He wanted to devour her badly because she gave him a hard-on, and his boner was aching for release.

He stared at her when Damien came.

"Ari, did you try this Louisiana fried chicken? It's so yummy."

"Ari," Ryan repeated. He didn't like Damien's nickname for Arianna, but his nerves went out of control when Damien gave Arianna his bitten chicken piece, and she took a taste of it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ryan snatched that piece from her hand and gave it back to Damien.

"Go," Ryan clenched his jaw, and Damien felt like fleeing was the best option.

"Why did you take that piece? I want to taste it." Arianna pouted.

"Rubbish," Ryan scoffed, shaking his head.

"What rubbish? You can't call this food