8
"What do you want Riley?" Kessler inquires reluctantly.
The girl walks over and clings to his arm as if it were her own. Riley looks at me from head to toe like I'm a bug that needs to be squashed.
“Let's go. Who is this?” She raises her eyebrow. Riley is wearing makeup, her hair is blonde and prett...
Login and Continue Reading
Continue Reading in App
Discover Endless Tales in One Place
Journey into Ad-Free Literary Bliss
Escape to Your Personal Reading Haven
Unmatched Reading Pleasure Awaits You

Chapters
1. 1
2. 2
3. 3
4. 4
5. 5
6. 6
7. 7
8. 8

9. 9

10. 10

11. 11

12. 12

13. 13

14. 14

15. 15

16. 16

17. 17

18. 18

19. 19

20. 20

21. 21

22. 22

23. 23

24. 24

25. 25

26. 26

27. 27


Zoom out

Zoom in