All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S BOY TOY: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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An offer of sorts

Ryker’s POV “One more time,” I said, tapping the page in front of her, “if you don’t understand this now, you’re not passing that test.” Vanessa didn’t even look up.She was laughing at her phone, shoulders shaking slightly, completely unbothered like we weren’t sitting here for a reason. I stared at her for a second, then reached over and flicked her forehead. “Ow!” she snapped, her blonde curls bouncing as she jerked back. “What was that for?” “Focus,” I said flatly, leaning back in my chair. “You called me out here for this. At least pretend like you care.” She rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissively. “Please, I already have a major grasp on this subject. You can relax and leave me the hell alone.” “I can&rsqu

Big Goldman Invitee

(A FEW DAYS LATER) Ryker’s POV “Don’t mess this up,” Oliver said, narrowing his eyes at me as he bounced the ball lightly on his side of the table.“Just serve,” I replied, twirling the bat in my hand. “You talk too much.” He smirked and served.The ball snapped across the table, and I hit it back clean. He returned it.I stepped forward and sent it back again, sharper this time, the sound of the ball hitting the table crisp and fast. Oliver grinned, leaning into it as he returned another shot. I moved to the side, stretching just enough to catch it and sent it flying back.Back and forth.Back and forth.The rhythm picked up, both of us moving quicker now, feet shifting, bats flicking, the small white ball bouncing between us like it had a mi

Wealthy people dance

Leonardo’s POV “Do you understand how this puts my family in the public eye?”My father’s voice cut sharply through the back of the limo, each word laced with the kind of cold anger that made people shrink without even seeing his face. “Do you know the stupid thing you have just done?”He didn’t wait for an answer.He never did.I sat across from him in silence, dressed in a tux that had probably cost more than most people’s rent, watching the city lights slide past the tinted windows while he tore into whoever had the misfortune of being on the other end of the line.“You are replaceable,” he said flatly. “Do not confuse employment with importance.” Then he hung up. The silence that followed was somehow worse.He adjusted his cufflinks like nothing had happened, jaw tight,

Rich and Fancy Assholes

Ryker’s POVI took in a huge gulp the second we stepped inside.The place was ridiculous.Everywhere I looked, there was gold. Gold trimming the walls, gold running along the ceiling, gold wrapped around pillars that were probably already expensive before someone decided they needed more drama. Chandeliers hung from every angle, raining warm light over the ballroom like the whole place had been dipped in melted wealth.It looked like some rich, snobby man had sneezed pure gold all over the building.The place was extravagant.It was gorgeous.It was way too much.I adjusted my jacket slightly, suddenly aware of every thread on me, of how borrowed and temporary all of this felt.Vanessa glanced at me and smirked.“Calm down,” she said, smoothing her dress as if she walked through places like this every day. “Yes, people here are wealthy. Yes, they’re important. And yes, most of them are assholes.”I snorted softly. “Yeah? I’d love to be a rich, wealthy asshole.”“Oh please,” she said,

For the love of shrimp

Ryker’s POV I stared at Vanessa for a full second like my brain had simply stopped working.Leo was her cousin.Leo was her cousin.Which meant Matt was related to Leo too. Which meant if anyone in that family had found out I had nearly killed Vanessa’s brother that night, I could have been charged with a whole lot more than prison.For fuck’s sake.Leo’s father was a high-ranking politician.Like... literally what the fuck? “I can’t believe Leo is your cousin,” I said at last. Vanessa shrugged, sipping her drink. “Well, I don’t know what I’m supposed to tell you about that.” Then her eyes narrowed. “So why have you been staring at him?” she asked. “Do you have a crush on him or something? Because he’s not that grea

For shrimps sake 2

Leonardo’s POV The least person I would have expected to see at this stupid, polished circus was Ryker.And yet there he was. Standing beside one of the food tables in a nice tux, stuffing his face with shrimp like he had personally declared war on every tray in the ballroom. Catherine had gone to stand in for her father with some guests across the room, smiling brightly and saying all the right things, and I had used that moment to slip away before another second of this night buried me alive. If I inhaled any more of her French perfume, I might have killed myself. So I wandered.And then I saw him. For a second, everything else dulled. The music softened, the chatter blurred, the glittering gold room lost its shine. It was just him at that table, chewing with the same shameless focus he seemed to give everything.

Tough call

Ryker’s POVMy stomach hurt so badly.Not regular pain either. It felt like something inside me had turned evil and was now kicking every organ it could reach. I bent forward, one hand pressed against my middle, trying to breathe through it while sweat gathered at the back of my neck.Poisoned shrimp.Really?Of course get invited to a rich people’s event and somehow eat the only shrimp you were not supposed to eat.Stupid Ryker.Stupid Ryker.Stupid Ryker.I swayed where I stood and nearly dropped again, but Leo caught me before I hit the floor. His arm locked around me, holding me upright while his other hand gripped my shoulder.“You’ll be fine,” he said, voice low and tense. “Okay? We just need to get you out of here”Then the microphone boomed across the ballroom.“Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome to the stage for his annual Goldman speech, the loved, the admired, the most inspiring young man, Padrino’s son... Leonardo Rizz!”Applause burst around us.I blinked through the na

Everything and nothing

Ryker’s POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I felt was warmth on my stomach, followed by a bitter aftertaste sitting stubbornly at the back of my mouth. I couldn’t really identify what either feeling meant at first. They just existed before my brain fully caught up. My body felt drained, heavy in a strange way, then I noticed something else.There was something heavy resting across my lower abdomen.I nearly jumped out of my skin when I realized it was an arm.My eyes flew open.Where was I?What happened at the party?And whose arm was currently wrapped around me like we paid rent together?My memories were blurry, scattered like loose papers in wind. I could not clearly trace how I had gone from the Goldman event to a hotel room with some stranger sleeping beside me. Panic rose fast in my throat as I slowly turned my head, trying not to wake whoever it was.The stranger shifted almost like he had heard my thoughts.Then he turned toward me.Still asleep.And my soul left my body.“O

Know him better.

Leonardo's POV The taxi came to a halt in front of my family house, and I got down, making a beeline toward the big burgundy mahogany door before the driver had fully pulled away my jaw locked so tight it hurt. The morning air was cold, but it did nothing for the heat crawling under my skin. I had known this was waiting for me the second I left the hotel. Known what was at stake when I left my responsibility to The grand doors opened before I reached them. A guard stood aside and let me in without a word. Even that felt worse somehow. Usually there were greetings, small courtesies, useless formalities. Today there was only silence.The living room came into view, all polished marble and expensive furniture nobody ever truly used. Catherine was sitting on one of the cream sofas, dressed far too neatly for this hour, legs crossed, hands clenched in her lap.

As expected

Ryker's POV I scratched at my hair as I walked into my dorm building, dragging myself up the stairs like each step personally offended me. It was already noon, the kind of late that made you feel useless before the day had even properly started. I had not bothered leaving the hotel after Leo stormed out. I needed time. Time to think, time to breathe, time to stop feeling like my chest had been opened and rearranged by a madman. Instead, I spent hours lying in that giant bed, staring at the ceiling and hating myself.I was a fool.There was no sweeter word for it.After everything Leo had done, after the lies, the engagement, the constant confusion, my heart still could not decide whether to stay angry at him or run straight back into the fire. He said we were going to talk later, and the worst part was how stupidly happy that made me. What was wrong with me?

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