All Chapters of Until He Touched Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Ryder's POVI smell like a man whose name I never asked and whose face I might never see again. Shoot!I sat up on the bed and realized the man in question was no longer in the room. Why did I think for a second that he would still be in the room after how last night spun so far out of control?Letting out a deep breath, I reached for my phone.Ten voicemails. Seven from my father, who barely texts, and three from Ethan, my bodyguard.My mind began to spiral. Had something happened?I sat up on the bed and checked the time. It was still three minutes past ten in the morning.The birthday and engagement dinner party wouldn't start till six in the evening, so why the hell would my father be calling this much?There was more than enough time for me to lie to everyone and pretend everything was still going as planned.A few seconds later, my phone started ringing. It was Ethan, but I didn't pick up on the first dial—only the second."Good morning—""Quit the formalities and tell me why yo

Ryder's POV"What did you just say, Ethan? Did you just bring me out into this room to talk trash?" My blood boiled."I apologize, Ryder. I'm only saying that—""You are very crazy," I snapped, covering the distance between us. "How is your accusation even true? I'm just seeing the man in question for the first time today.""You and I know that this is not true, Ryder." Ethan raised his brow. "I called the hotel receptionist a few hours ago. She remembers you walking in with a man last night, seeming a little drunk, and the description of the man matches Mr. Darian's. Tall, dark hair, playful smirk... you know I'm not lying.""You're crazy. How did you even know the hotel that I lodged in, and why did you—""Your father made me do it... He wanted to know if you've caused any trouble that needed to be fixed."Fuck me!"I don’t give a fuck about what you do for my father," my voice got dangerously low. "Stay the hell out of my business. And for Christ’s sake, I’m not gay." I turned to w

Ryder’s POV"I'm not buying this shit." I snapped, glaring hard at my father. I didn't care if he was in debt or whatever. My father was the most selfish person you'd ever meet on this earth, so this bullshit of "trying to protect my legacy" wasn't going to work today. "You don’t get to decide that, Ryder." Robert shot back and began to take a few strides toward me, "This family’s future depends on you." "All my life it’s been about you," I yelled, causing my throat to burn. "If it's not about your company it's your damn legacy. Where the fuck do I fit in that? Have you ever thought about what I want?"A grin formed on my father’s lips, and I wasn’t surprised, not even a little. He never really cared. I knew his begging was just another tactic to make me do what I didn’t want to do."You think life is about what you want?" My father said, the grin still tugging on his lips, "Grow up, Ryder. I’ve built this empire with my blood, and I'm not going to fold my hand and watch you ruin i