All Chapters of RECKLESS VOWS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE.Lyra stood outside Ryker’s office, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew this was a risk, but she was out of options. If she didn’t find something—anything—she could use against him, she’d never survive in his world. Taking a deep breath, she turned the handle and slipped inside. The room was cold, and sterile in its precision. Bookshelves lined the walls, meticulously organized, and the desk in the center was pristine, every item placed with purpose. It screamed control, much like the man who owned it. She moved quickly, her eyes scanning for anything that stood out. A locked drawer caught her attention, the keyhole taunting her. She tested it, but it didn’t budge. “Figures he’d lock away the good stuff.”Turning her focus to the computer, she tapped the screen. It lit up, but a password prompt appeared. Frustration bubbled up as she rummaged through the drawers, finding papers, business contracts, and nothing of immediate use. In the corner of the d

THE CHALLENGERyker leaned against the doorway of the kitchen, arms crossed as he watched Lyra stretch on her tiptoes to reach for a glass in the upper cupboard. She was muttering to herself, frustration clear in every sharp movement. He couldn’t help the faint smirk tugging at his lips—there was something disarming about the sight. But disarming wasn’t the right word for Lyra. She was dangerous, an irritation he hadn’t anticipated. And that unpredictability was as maddening as it was enchanting. When she didn’t notice him after a few seconds, he stepped inside, his movements deliberate. “Need help?” Lyra jumped at the sound of his voice, spinning to face him with wide eyes. “What are you doing here?” He ignored the question, closing the distance between them with measured steps. Her gaze flicked to the cupboard, and she quickly turned back to try again, pretending he wasn’t there. She stretched higher this time, but the glass was still out of reach. Ryker raised an eyebro

A KISS FOR SILENCE.The party ended quicker than Lyra had expected. The drive home was wrapped in silence, with her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the window. Ryker sat beside her, his attention entirely on her. His piercing eyes watched her intently, as though studying her every move. “What were she and Marcus discussing?”“You should stop staring,” Lyra said, her voice low and tired. She didn’t even bother to glance his way. Ryker smirked, the mischievous grin she’d come to associate with him spreading across his face. “I can’t stare at what’s mine?” he teased, his voice laced with mockery and arrogance. Lyra’s jaw clenched. He was relentless, always pushing, always testing. “How long do you plan to keep up this stubborn act, Jane?” he asked again, his tone challenging now. Her fingers tightened around her dress as she fought the urge to lash out. “Can we not do this tonight?” she finally managed to say, her voice strained with exhaustion. “That’s going to be