The pattering of raindrops hitting the window filled the silence of the dark motel room. A relaxing atmosphere turned terrifying as in the same room the man who had been chasing you and Jim was now in your bed. His hold strong on you as he held you in a forceful cuddle.

As much as you wanted to scream for help from Jim and Nash in the neighboring room. You weren’t entirely sure if Ryder would let you live after doing that.

“You know…” Ryder purred into your ear. The older man nuzzling you as if your heart wasn’t nearly pounding out of your chest.

“I think I’m growing quite fond of you.” Seems you are now the target of his infatuation he initially had with Jim.