Was Riley Strain Drugged Novels & Stories

Within seconds… Avery's movement stopped and she slumped unconscious into the nurse's arms. No… No. The doctor caught me before I slid from the examination bed. "Easy." I could still hear and see, but I couldn't move a single muscle. A hidden door behind one of the storage cabinets quietly swung open. Two men dressed as hospital orderlies entered with wheelchairs. "Miss Riley?” Christopher's voice drifted faintly through the door. Every muscle in my body strained. Please…please come inside. The doctor didn't even flinch. "Everything's fine," he called calmly. "She's just reacting to the anesthetic.”

“He is fine he is just weak” Derrick tried to explain, “Weak have you ever seen my son weak, what happened to him,was he poisoned if I lay my hands on Blaire and her son Micheal” Riley threatened angrily, “No,no he wasn't poisoned he has been under stress for a while so his body shut down and he drank a lot yesterday without eating” Derrick tried to explain again, “Stress or betrayal I'm sure it's because of Marcus,if I lay my hands on Marcus he would wish he was never born,and when do people receive drips because they are hungover”

I asked, worried. Before he could answer, Marcel and his mother came in with two bodyguards. "Good job," Mrs. Riley told me. She handed me another drink. "You deserve this for helping us." I drank it, not knowing it was also drugged. Soon, I felt very sleepy. "Now you have to make sure you accuse him of forcing himself on you when you eventually wake up." Her voice came like a whisper in my ears. The last thing I remember was seeing the bodyguards pick up Raphael. Mrs. Riley directed them to take him upstairs. Then someone helped me walk too.

"One day of Desire will be left you numb the other day. Don't ever forget to take the precautions before doing the deed."[Riley Brown] ....... Stuart woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. He cursed under his breath as his head throbbed with a slight movement of his body. Rolling over the white bedsheets of his white round bed he found the phone beneath the pillow. After drinking so much wine he had staggered to his room to find Riley's picture but his staggering body didn't make it to the wall beside his bed and he was knocked unconscious. Groaning, he clicked on the answer button and yelled.

I couldn’t even bring myself to think about it without my eyes stinging. He was alive, somewhere. He made a plan; he was Reed, and I would repeat that until he held me in his arms again. He had to come back to us. The minutes dragged on but eventually the doctor came out and started toward us. Mr. Crest stood up and introduced himself, then told the doctor about what had happened and how he needed to speak with Riley and ask him some questions. Riley was not seriously injured, so the doctor agreed. We went into the room and found Riley propped up against the pillows, and I could feel Alec's rage as his body practically vibrated next to mine. I took his hand.

“Don’t worry.” “I came here to deal with the Hatchet Gang.” “I have the information right here. Nothing’s wrong.” Riley’s eyes twitched frantically. She was confused as to how Harvey knew her name, but she didn’t dare utter a single word. “Hurry it up. Have you not eaten or something?” Harvey said calmly. “Right!” Aiden chuckled wretchedly before pulling the trigger. Bang, bang! Boss Dart screamed in pain after two more shots. He instantly passed out before snapping back to his senses again.

Marcus was beside him, eyes scanning the room out of habit, even here, even now. And Rowan, Rowan stood closest to the door, jaw clenched, his anger barely contained. He wasn’t trying to hide it, either. “What happened?” I asked, turning my head slightly on the pillow. “Why am I here?” “You collapsed,” Riley said simply. “Overstimulation. Lights, noise, pressure. Your body couldn’t handle it.” Before I could respond, Rowan spoke, his voice tight with barely restrained fury. “Because Lucius decided to turn your life into a spectacle for the press.”

Laura said when she saw the tattoo of a skull on the arm of the man who met Antonia. "I would have never noticed this without you," Laura said and Riley smiled before going back to the picture. "Do you know him?" Laura asked "Yes, he's a drug dealer" Laura frowned at the revelation, she couldn't believe what Riley just told her. "Are you sure?" She asked "Yes, I have seen this tattoo before but to make sure, I could call a friend to meet up," Riley said and the two of them agreed to meet outside the company after closing hours.

he said as I opened the door to Riley's room. "I know." I replied in a little voice. Axel turned silent after seeing the state Riley was in; her body was burning up, and the markings on her neck were unstable; one moment it was dark, and the next moment it became lighter again. "I'm sorry." Axel said, his voice full of guilt, "I shouldn't have allowed Dr. Gatlin to give you that drug." "I was the one who requested it." I said bitterly and gave Axel a sad smile, "It's not your fault; it's mine."

It was large and spacious, but the stark whiteness only made Alice look like a lifeless rag doll on the bed. “Alice, wake up! Please wake up! Open your eyes and look at me…” Riley called out desperately, trying to rouse Alice from her drug-induced stupor, per the doctor’s instructions. About five minutes later, Alice began to respond, murmuring softly, “It hurts… it hurts so much…”