Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 67

Chapter Sixty Seven 

I walked into the cell, Thane remained outside but the cell door was left open. 

The room was dark, and the only source of light was the one coming from the entrance. My eyes settled to the dim light, and there Ryker was, but I could barely recognize him. He was a bloodied heap; the only sign that he was still alive was the steady rise and fall of his chest. 

“Riley?” 

I didn’t know how he could tell it was me; he surely wouldn’t be able to see me with those 

wollen eyes that were mostly shut. 

The slight fear threatened to rise when I recalled all he had done to me and the pain he had caused me, I pushed the fear away, reminding myself that here he wouldn’t be able to hurt me, not now, not ever. I walked closer to him, close enough that the cold metal gun came into contact with his head. But to my surprise, he pulls forward, as if accepting his fate, the chains around his arm and legs rattled. 

“I know what I have done to you Riley; I know I have caused you so much pain, and it is a desperate attempt, but I want to tell you that I’m sorry…” 

“Shut the fuck up,” I say to him, my voice laced with venom. 

“Please Riley, you could kill me, but hear me out; this is all I ask; I know I don’t deserve it…. but please. 

“You are right about not deserving it.” 

“Please Riley, you are not like them; whatever you are trying to prove, I know you are different; you are kind and innocent. 

I slammed the handgun into the side of his head, and he fell back to the ground, spitting out blood. “Maybe I am just like them after all.” 

“No,” he manages to say. “You are not. 

I kicked him to the stomach again and again. “You, Ryker, destroyed that part of me; you took from me till I had nothing else to give, and what did you do after that? You discarded me like the dirt I was to you.” I kicked him again. “You made me every bit of a fool, deceiving me over and over again. I thought you loved me; I thought you were a blessing, but no, you were the beginning of my misery“. I kicked him over and over again till he stopped making any attempt to move. “You took my child away from me, you bastard!, and you blamed me; it would have been the only good thing I had left, but you took it too, even before I had a chance of seeing what became of it.” I kicked at his jaw, “You insulted me and yet you wouldn’t let me go; you wanted to torment me more; why? Why would you do that to me? I never did anything to you… why?” 

I kicked him more, and he managed to roll away only slightly as he was restricted by the chains binding his ankles and wrists. 

Chapter Sixty Seven 

“Because… I–I love you,” he struggles to say. 

“So is this what you call love? Is this your own idea of loving a person?”