Riley Sager Kindle Novels & Stories

Riley hugged her, sat down opposite her, and said: - Sorry for being late. Sara hugged her arms and leaned on the sofa, glanced at her, and then slowly said: - You are the Knight's young lady, a small person like me should wait for you.” Riley smirked and said: - Don't be silly. I am happy you are here. How did the shooting go? Did you have fun? - I really did. I met Robert Evans, oh my god he is so handsome. We had a nice time and agreed to meet each other when I got back to LA.

“I’m sorry. Here I am, giddy as a schoolgirl about my wedding and the baby. I didn’t know you were going through this. I feel so awful.” She sniffled. “Don’t. You have every right to be happy, and I’m happy for you. I didn’t mean to dampen your day.” “I’m more concerned about you and Rian.” “We’ll be fine.” “What’s wrong, Sage?” Elise asked, walking up. “I’m fine,” she stated, smiling at my sister. “You’re crying.” “Yeah,” Sage responded. “I’m such a crybaby. I’m just so happy for Jillie.”

I never thought I’d be doing this type of shit. My name’s Riley Brooks. 23, former I*******m model who used to pull decent brand deals until the algorithm fucked me over and the sponsors dried up. Rent was due, credit cards maxed, and my little sister needed braces she wasn’t gonna get unless I made some real money fast. So when the agency called me with a last-minute gig, saying some private companion for some rich guy on a flight to Dubai: I replied yes before I could even understand fully.

“No more meetings till 3. You should eat something.” “I’m not hungry.” “You’re pregnant, Ms Kayla. Not a robot. Eat.” She sets a salad on my desk. “And… you have a visitor. No appointment.” “I don’t do walk-ins, Riley.” “He says he’s R.” The salad suddenly looks like cardboard. I stand. Walk to the glass wall of my office. Look down at the lobby. Ryder. Jeans. Plain black tee. Hair messy like he ran his hands through it 20 times. One scabbed knuckle still visible. And in his hand, a single white lily. Same as the vase.

"They don't have pictures, and they're about things that don't make sense. Like why would someone want to read about how to be perfect all the time? That's not fun." I felt my chest tighten at Ollie's innocent observation. The books Riley preferred were likely the training manuals and behavioral guides that Sophia had used to condition him. To Ollie, they seemed boring, but to Riley, they represented safety and familiarity of his life before he was rescued by us. "Riley, do you want to tell me about these books you enjoy?" Dr. Sloane asked, trying again to engage him. Riley's attention snapped back from the window, and I could see him considering his answer carefully. "They help me understan

I believe he was blind when he accepted currencies that were meant to change his life forever but didn't. Him! Riley is looking at the rough, broken nails of a Pakistani girl on the library room of 'International content' as he listens to a guide talk about girls in southern Pakistan who are forced into early marriages. The picture reminds him of a lion in a park in South Africa who accidentally injured its paw while scratching the bark of a tree.

Volume One: Dangerously Taken WEDNESDAY. AEGIS GROUP EGYPT OFFICE, CAIRO, EGYPT. RILEY SMITH STRODE ACROSS the courtyard toward the command center for the Aegis Group's Egypt offices. These days it seemed like Riley spent more time here than he did at his apartment in Seattle. A fact that his mother was not letting him forget.

She said with more joy than avenging herself, "Open your eyes wide and see clearly. Who is he? Is he really the thug you all mentioned?" Upon hearing this, Harrison lowered his head and read aloud the words on the business card: "Riley Sinclair, psychotherapist, specializing in psychology and traditional medicine." Harrison raised his head in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Are you saying you're the genius doctor Riley?" Margaret's eyes widened in the same astonishment. She had always thought Riley was just a thug living off his sister. Who knew he had such a background. Riley remained composed, ignoring Harrison and Margaret's surprise, he politely said, "May I proceed to treat Miss

Hail nodded. Reyan sighed and stood up before he walked towards his shelf. "Ah." He muttered when he saw some books. "I only have academic books." He told him. "I don't mind." Hail said. Reyan sighed and gave him a book. Hail took it and went to the sofa and started to read. Reyan can’t help but sigh again, thinking of many things that have happened. Many emotions filled his chest. "Book, huh...?" he muttered. Suddenly, he smiled when he remembered Laggas. "Well, how about it?" he muttered and sat on the chair.

the other girls chimed in. Knowing he was probably going to lose it any minute and scare his girls to death by breaking down and crying, Riley took a deep breath, hoping it might steady his emotions. It didn’t seem to help, so he pulled the paper off his present. He held it up, and sucked in a sharp breath. He was going to need that breath, because he wasn’t sure he would ever be able to breathe again.