The penthouse suite was dimly lit and Ryker was sitting on his chair with a gun resting casually on his lap. He was staring out the window, his jaw clenched, his eyes filled with a dangerous glint, you walked in, your heart pounding in your chest. You were late, and you knew you were in trouble. He stood up, his movements smooth and fluid. He walked towards you, his gaze intense You know the rules he said, his voice a low growl You're supposed to be home by 10 pm.
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