Noah shoved Ryder away with all the strength he could muster, his hands trembling as he cursed him. "You already slept with me, you bastard! What more do you want?" His voice cracked with anger, but there was a touch of desperation in his eyes. "How heartless can you be, taking advantage of me in a situation like this?"
Ryder shook his head slowly, his expression unreadable for a moment before that familiar, arrogant smirk crept back onto his face. "I didn't fuck you, doll face," he said, his voice low and smooth, almost taunting. "Believe it or not."
Noah's breath hitched, but before he could respond, Ryder pressed his body against him, pinning him against the desk. The sudden proximity made Noah's heart race, and the heat of Ryder's body against his own sent an unwanted shiver down his spine. Ryder's eyes gleamed with a dangerous hunger as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Noah's ear, making his words even more chilling.
