Three Alpha Bikers Wants An Open Marriage

Chapter 40: Chapter 40

Riley’s POV

Daphne opens her mouth to say something. She barely gets a breath out before the door bursts open.

The sound is loud enough to make me flinch.

A man storms in so fast it feels like the air in the room shifts with him, and the moment I see his face, my chest tightens.

It’s the driver.

The same one who brought me here. The same one who drove me away from the pack.

The way he rushes in scares the hell out of me.

He stops short when he sees me sitting upright, alive and awake.

For a split second, something flickers in his eyes. Relief. Then control.

He straightens immediately and turns to Daphne.

"The Alphas asked me to bring her."

The words hit the room hard.

"What?" I blurt out before I can stop myself.

Both of them turn to look at me.

"What do you mean bring me?" I demand, my voice sharp and rising. "Bring me where exactly?"

My heart is already racing.

This makes no sense.

They were the ones who told me to leave. Gunnar himself dragged me out like I was trash that didn’t belong there. I begged not to go. I was ignored. And now suddenly they want me back?

Back where?

Daphne’s expression darkens. "That’s not happening."

The driver doesn’t look at her. His eyes stay on me. "I was given a direct order."

"I don’t give a fuck who ordered you," I snap instantly at him. "I’m not going anywhere with you."

He hesitates. "Ma’am—"

"No," I cut in. "I’m done being moved around like a fucking package."

The anger that’s been building in me since I woke up finally snaps.

I reach down and yank the IV out of my arm without thinking.

Pain flares instantly, sharp and hot, but I don’t even care at this point.

Summer gasps. "Riley, stop—"

I grab the bandage off the bedside table and wrap it around my arm tightly, tying it off with shaking hands. My vision swims for a second, but I steady myself.

I swing my legs off the bed and stand.

The room spins, but I force myself to stay upright.

Daphne steps forward immediately and grabs my arm. "What do you think you’re doing?"

I turn on her so fast she doesn’t have time to react.

"Don’t you fucking touch me with those bloody hands," I snap.

The words land harder than I expect.

Daphne freezes. Her grip loosens.

Her eyes narrow, but there’s something else there too. Surprise. Maybe even hurt.

I don’t care.

I yank my arm out of her grasp and storm toward the door.

Summer calls my name behind me, panicked, but I don’t turn back.

I’m done.

Just as I reach the hallway, someone steps directly into my path.

This damn driver again, I don’t even know if he’s a fucking driver or their fucking Beta guard!

"Please, ma’am," he says quickly, lowering his voice. "You can’t leave. I was given a strict warning to bring you back."

I laugh, sharp and bitter.

"Screw you," I spit. "And screw whoever gave that damn warning. Do you understand me?"

People in the hallway stop and stare at me.

Nurses. Patients. Everyone’s watching.

I don’t care.

"And don’t block my way," I add coldly.

He hesitates, then steps aside.

I walk past him without another word.

The hospital doors slide open and I step outside.

The air hits me hard once I got out.

I take a deep breath, then raise my hand and flag down a cab that’s just pulling past the entrance.

It stops. I climb in immediately.

"Where to?" the driver asks.

"My house," I say. "Forlorn Estate."

The car pulls away.

I lean back against the seat, my head pounding, my arm throbbing, my entire body aching, but my anger keeps me upright.

Ethan wanted to play dangerous?

Fine.

He has officially touched the inner demon of Riley Grayson, CEO of Grayson Holdings.

And I don’t lose.

The driver keeps glancing at me through the rearview mirror as I mutter curses under my breath, replaying everything in my head. The crash. Daphne’s words. Ethan.

By the time we reach the gates, my jaw is clenched so tight it hurts.

The car stops.

I tell the driver to wait.

"I’ll pay you extra," I say. "As much as your time is worth. You’ll take me to my company afterward so wait here."

He nods quickly. "Yes, ma’am."

I step out and walk toward the house.

The fingerprint panel lights up and I place my hand on it.

The door unlocks instantly.

Interesting.

He hasn’t even changed the access.

I don’t knock instead I kick the door open.

The sound echoes through the house. ƒreewebɳovel.com

I walk straight in and stop.

There’s Wendy and there’s a strange man with her and they’re having practically a very hot sizzle of romance on the fucking couch.

They freeze when they see me.

Honestly, I think I’m supposed to be shocked seeing her fucking another man already after taking Ethan and destroying my family. But I’m not.

I don’t even slow down. I walk past them without a word and head straight for the stairs.

Wendy’s voice follows me. "Riley—!"

I ignore her.

I go straight into the bathroom and turn the shower on cold.

The water hits my skin like ice, but I welcome it.

I stand there, letting it wash over me, letting it clear my head.

It didn’t take minutes and I’m done and I get out, dry off, and get dressed.

Simple clothes. Clean. Sharp. I apply a little makeup. Just enough.

I put on my heels.

When I walk back downstairs, Wendy is standing there, arms crossed, trying to look strong.

"What are you doing here?" she says. "Ethan told me everything that’s going on, and you don’t have any right to be back here any—"

I don’t let her finish. I shove her aside and she stumbles back with a gasp.

I don’t look at her as I walk out.

The cab is still waiting. I get in and shut the door.

"Grayson Holdings headquarters," I say and the man looks at me and then the car starts moving.

As the city passes by, my phone vibrates with an unknown number.

I stare at it for a second then I answer.

A familiar voice comes through the line, low and cold.

"Riley," I recognise the voice, it’s Caden. "You just made a very serious mistake."

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