Evaria One minute, Ryker storms out of the bedroom like I’m contagious. The next, he’s back, barking orders like I’m already his property. I still can’t decide which version of him I hate more. “Get up,” Ryker says, his voice flat. “You’re coming with me.” I sit straight up on the bed, my fingers digging into the soft mattress. I don’t move an inch. “I didn’t realize I was on your schedule,” I say, staring him down. “Last I checked, you bought a person, not a remote control.” Ryker doesn't blink. He just steps closer, his massive shadow completely covering the bed. “You can walk, or I can carry you. Choose.” I don't know what this guy eats, but every moment he looks pissed. And even now, he looks more pissed than a minute ago. “Touch me and I’ll scream until every neighbor on this street hears it,” I snap baselessly. He doesn’t even flinch. Of course he doesn’t. This place doesn't look like my neighborhood. They could slaughter me here, roast my skin for a barbecue, and nobody
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