Ryley slowly stepped closer once the Alpha opened the door for him, his handsome face looking hesitant.
The small lightbulb hanging above the dark space slightly swung right and left, making the model gulp his own saliva as he braced himself to fulfill his purpose. He had been through many things that he would've never wanted to do before, willingly obeying every words that came out the Alpha's mouth.
All just for a chance to meet that boy.
His breath became heavy as soon as his brown eyes caught the figure tied to a wooden chair in the middle.
He didn't want to feel sorry for the young shooter that nearly killed Clyde and him together, but he couldn't forget the innocence that radiated from the kid's face after he shoved some chocolate bars to his mouth, calming his growling stomach that was basically empty from getting lost in the woods for almost three days.
