Riley Paige Novels & Stories

Kaya’s POV The café lily invited me to sits tucked on the quiet end of the street, the room smells faintly of cinnamon and roasted beans, and for a moment, it feels like peace. Lily slides into the chair opposite me, sunglasses pushed into her hair, her phone still in her hand. She turns the screen to me to show me a photo of Riley “I checked,” she says without stopping, leaning in over the table. “Riley’s background. Do you know she’s pretending to be you, the Williams heiress.”