All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S BOY TOY: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Easily forgiven

Ryker’s POV The horn had ripped through the night like a shark knife . My heart leapt into my throat, my feet moving before my brain could even register what I was doing. Ronaldo froze for a split second, right on the curb, and then instinctively jumped back. The car swerved violently, tires screeching, a metal groan filling the air as it skidded past him with mere inches to spare. My stomach dropped, a cold weight settling in my chest as the vehicle slammed into the side of a small corner store, glass exploding everywhere in a shower of sparks and dust.Ronaldo fell hard onto the pavement, the shock washing over him in harsh waves. He lay there for a moment, breathing ragged, blinking like he couldn’t believe he had just escaped death. People screamed and scattered, some pointing, some running toward the chaos, others just frozen in stunned disbelief.&nb

What Could Have Happened

What Could Have Happened Ryker’s POVI didn’t even realize how heavy everything felt until I got back to my dorm.Ronaldo had left immediately he shut the hospital door, while I stayed and said my goodbye to Matt.When I stepped inside the room, the silence hit me like a shock.Not the normal kind where someone was sleeping or everyone had stepped out. This one felt… intentional. Like something had shifted.Ronaldo was there.My heart clenched as I noticed him.He was sitting on his bed, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, staring at the floor like he was replaying the whole thing in his head.The moment I stepped in, he looked up.For a second, I thought—maybe he’d say something normal. Maybe he’d laugh it off like Matt did. Maybe he’d say something casual like “That was crazy, huh?”But he didn’t.His expression hardened the moment his eyes landed on me.“You’re back,” he said flatly.“Yeah,” I replied, closing the door slowly behind me. “I wanted to check on you.”“I’m

He almost lost everything

Leo’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment I heard about the accident.It wasn’t even clear information. Just noise at first—students talking over each other, rumors flying around campus like they always did. A car crash. Someone almost got hit. Someone from the scholarship dorm.That was all it took.Ryker.My jaw tightened as the thought settled in, sharp and immediate. I didn’t even question it. I just reached for my phone and called him.Once.Twice.Three times.No answer.A slow, unfamiliar feeling crept into my chest. Not irritation. Not anger.Worry.I didn’t like it.I tried again.Still nothing.“Pick up,” I muttered under my breath, pacing across my room. “Pick up the damn phone.”He didn’t.That was when I stopped trying to pretend this was normal.I grabbed my jacket a

The Invasion Dilemma

Ryker’s POVMy eyes blinked open as a new wave of husky cologne drifted into my nosetrills, it was a familiar scent Clean. Sharp. Comforting.For a few seconds, everything felt… warm. Safe. My head was resting against something firm, in a way I didn’t even understand.Then I blinked.And reality came rushing back.The car.Last night.Leo.My breath hitched slightly as I shifted, just enough to realize that I was—I was curled up against him, my head resting on his chest, his arm loosely around me like it had been placed there without thought.He was asleep.Leonardo Rizz… asleep.I stilled.Like even breathing too loudly might ruin the moment.I tilted my head just a little so I could look at him properly, and for a second, I forgot everything else.He looked… different.Not the cold, unreadable Leo everyone saw on campus. Not the one who barked orders or walked around like he owned the world. This version of him was softer. His face relaxed, his lashes resting against his skin, his li

Daddy issues

Leonardo’s POV “Fuck!”I slammed my palm against the steering wheel before grabbing my phone and throwing it onto the passenger seat. It hit the leather with a dull thud and slid slightly, but I didn’t care. My jaw was tight, my grip on the wheel even tighter, my mind already spiraling in directions I didn’t want to follow. My father wanted me home. Tonight, First flight. No questions asked. Just that cold, controlled voice telling me he had something to show me, like that alone should be enough to make me drop everything and run back. My stomach twisted. I didn’t want to go home, in fact I dreaded the whole idea of it. The thought alone made something dark crawl under my skin, something I had spent months learning how to bury. Images flashed through my head befo

Patch things up

Ryker’s POV By the time I got back to campus, it was already noon, the taxi ride had been long and confusing. I had to switch twice because I didn’t even know where I was when Leo left me. At some point, I just gave the driver the school’s name and hoped for the best, that he won't kidnap me and harvest my organs. My head was still spinning from him.What kind of person just drives off like that? I tightened my grip on my bag as I walked into the dorm building.Seriously.What was that?If he was angry about the call, he could have said something. He could have told me to get out. He could have yelled. Anything would have been better than just leaving me there like I didn’t matter. A voice whispered low in the deep hollows of my chest, ‘but you don't matter’ I ran my hands through my hair and pushed the thoughts away as I g

What greater punishment.

Leonardo’s POV The plane landed at exactly half past six and by the time I stepped off, the driver was already waiting at the bottom of the stairs, standing straight like he’d been there for hours. “Sir.” I gave a small nod and got into the car without saying anything. The ride was quiet. The city passed by in neat rows—tall buildings, polished streets, everything looking exactly the way it always did.Nothing ever changed here. Then the car slowed as we approached the mansion.It stood tall and still, exactly the same as I remembered. Large gates. Clean walls. Guards at every corner. Home. I stepped out of the car, adjusting my sleeves as my eyes moved over the building. For a second, I just stood there, then I started walking toward the entrance.The doors opened before I

A chain of rings.

Leonardo’s POV I was sitting on the edge of my bed. My old bedroom hadn’t changed.That was the worst part.Same dark wood furniture. Same heavy curtains. Same air that felt too still, like it had been waiting for me to come back just so it could remind me I never really left anything behind. I stared at the wall opposite me.There was a faint mark near the center, from how many times my dad slammed my head into the wall when he was angry, and had the doctor running to make sure everything was okay. I didn’t need to touch it to remember. I looked away.My jaw tightened slightly as my gaze moved around the room again. Every corner had something attached to it. Not memories I wanted—just ones that refused to leave, like the part of the door where I would watch my dad hit my mum over and and over again, turn and come

Just The Two Of Us

Ryker’s POVFinals week was killing me slowly.In a very real, very annoying, very sleep-deprived way.I kept flipping through the same page of my notes and realizing I hadn’t actually read anything. My brain was just… full. Full of formulas, deadlines, and panic.And Leo.Unfortunately, also Leo.I groaned under my breath and shut the book.“Focus,” I muttered to myself.I had not seen him since that car incident.Since he drove off and left me standing there like I didn’t exist.I still didn’t understand it.But I didn’t have time to understand it.Leo was a distraction I could not afford right now.Not when finals were this close.Not when my scholarship was basically hanging on a thin thread,sure one of the major reasons I chose this school was because of Leo, a larger part was also because if I didn't push my hardest I would be forced to abandon college completely. My mum didn't have the energy for that.I packed my notes into my bag and stood up.After exams, I told myself. Afte

The power Couple

Leo's Pov The dining table felt too polished.Too clean. Too perfect. Too alive in a way that made my skin crawl. Crystal glasses. Soft golden lighting. The faint scent of roasted chicken, herb butter, and something sweet I couldn’t bother to identify filled the room. Plates lined up like we were performing for an audience that didn’t exist. Catherine’s parents laughed again—her father leaning into her mother like they were still twenty and not old enough to be planning marriages for people like me. It made my jaw tighten.Not because it was funny.Because it wasn’t.Because apparently this was my life now. I pushed my fork into the pasta.Twirl. Twirl. Twirl.Spaghetti wrapped around itself like it had more purpose in life than I did. “Leo, dear,” Catherine&rsqu

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