Chapter 94 Screaming Match In The Rain
You looked me in the eye in this exact parking lot. You promised me you would stay home. You promised me you would lock the door!”
I lied to protect you!”
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“Protect me?” He let out a harsh, broken laugh. He gestured toward the rusted warehouse looming in the dark. From what? A bunch of
East Side dropouts? I handle guys like Winton every single day. I survive this world. You don’t belong here!”
“You went there to sacrifice yourself!” I shouted. The truth ripped out of my chest. “You went there to offer yourself as a punching bag so
they would leave me alone. I will not let you do that. I will not let you bleed for me.”
“It is my job to bleed!” Ryder screamed. He hit the side of the truck again, a desperate, agonizing release of tension. “It is my fault they know your name! It is my fault they tracked you down. I brought this darkness to your doorstep, and you walked right into it!
The rain poured down my face, mixing with the hot tears spilling over my lashes.
I walked into it because I am not a fragile porcelain doll!” I fired back. I grabbed the soaking wet fabric of his black t-shirt. I shook him, demanding he listen. “I am not weak. I watch my mother break her back serving tables for minimum wage. I survive the judgment of Crestview Prep on a scholarship. I am strong, Ryder. I can handle the dark.”
“They had a knife! The panic cracked his voice. “He had a blade pointed at your chest. If I was ten seconds later, Raisa. Ten seconds. Do
you understand what he would have done to you?”
“But you weren’t late.”
“I cannot lose you!” he roared. He grabbed my wrists, pulling my hands off his shirt. He pinned my arms against the wet metal of the truck door. He caged me in, his massive frame blocking out the storm and the warehouse and the entire ruined world.
He pressed his chest against mine. I felt the erratic, punishing thunder of his heartbeat.
‘I cannot lose you, he repeated. The anger drained out of his tone, leaving behind a hollow, bleeding despair. I failed Leo. I failed him, and my father erased him. If I lose you, there is nothing left. There is no reason to keep breathing.”
The devastation in his eyes shattered my defensive anger.
I stopped fighting his grip. I let my body relax against the cold metal of the truck.
“You are not going to lose me, I whispered. My voice was a soft, jagged breath against the roar of the rain.
You don’t understand, Ryder gasped. He leaned his forehead against mine. The cold water dripped from his nose onto my cheek. “You
don’t understand the things I have done. The things my father forces me to cover up. You think I am honorable because I protected my
brother. You think I am a shield. I am not a shield, Raisa. I am a weapon. And my father points me at whatever threatens his empire.
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The final pieces of his dark secret hovered in the air between us. The reason he carried the heavy silence. The reason he looked at me like
a condemned man.
“Then let me help you break it, I pleaded.
I twisted my wrists in his grasp. He let go. I slid my hands up his chest, wrapping my arms around his neck. I tangled my fingers in his
soaked dark hair. I pulled him closer, erasing the final fraction of an inch between our bodies.
Ryder groaned.
His large hands abandoned the truck door. He gripped my waist, his long fingers digging into the sides of my thick sweater. He lifted me
slightly off the ground, settling my weight against his hips.
The screaming match was over. The adrenaline and the terror burned away, leaving a heavy, intoxicating tension in its wake.
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our skin. The cold was a distant memory. The only thing I felt was the scorching, consuming heat of his
arth, and dark coffee filled my lungs.
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