All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S BOY TOY: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

   Ryker’s POV I didn't realize how much I had missed the familiar mess of my roommates in our dorm until I stepped inside and saw everything exactly how I remembered it. Oliver was standing beside his bed, folding his clothes and arranging them like he was preparing for some kind of fashion show. "Feels good to be back," he said, placing another shirt on top of the growing pile.Chris, on the other hand, was stretched across his bed dramatically, staring at the ceiling. "Absolutely not," he groaned. I looked over at him."What?" "This break was criminally short," he complained. "Who decided that was enough time for students to rest? I need four months. Minimum." Oliver rolled his eyes."You spent half of your break sleeping." "Exactly. And I needed mor

Ryker’s POVI was tired.Every day felt like another attempt to piece together something that was already falling apart.I was tired of trying to understand Leo.Tired of waiting.Tired of hoping.And most of all, I was tired of feeling like I was the only person fighting for something that might have never really been mine.Vanessa walked me back to the dorm after our conversation.She didn’t say much, and honestly, I was grateful.Sometimes words just made everything worse.When we reached my room, she stopped at the door.“I have a class in a few minutes,” she said softly. “But I’ll check on you later, okay?”I nodded.“Okay.”She studied me for a moment, like she was trying to make sure I wasn’t about to break apart the second she left.“You are going to get over this and I mean it, Ryker.”I forced a small smile.“I know.”She sighed, then gave me one last look before walking away.I waited until she disappeared down the hallway before entering my room.It was quiet.Almost too q

The door clicked shut after Vanessa left, but the sound didn’t really leave with her.It stayed.Hollow. Final. Sharp in a way that made the silence feel louder than anything she had said.I stood there for a moment longer than I should have, staring at the empty space like it might answer back if I gave it enough time. But there was nothing. No second knock. No correction. No undoing.Just me and the weight she had dropped in the middle of my life.Warren. Ryan. Riker.My jaw tightened.Every word she had thrown at me earlier still echoed in fragments, not even fully formed sentences anymore, just impressions of accusation and disappointment and something that sounded dangerously close to truth.I dragged a hand down my face and turned back into the room.Catherine was still there.Of course she was.She had resumed her place like nothing had happened, like the interruption had been a minor inconveni

Leo’s POVThe poolside was alive in a way that felt almost violent.Music thumped through the air like a second heartbeat, bass vibrating through glass bottles and bare feet. Lights strung around the mansion flickered gold and blue, casting shifting halos over bodies packed shoulder to shoulder. Students spilled across every surface of the place, laughing too loudly, shouting names too carelessly, drowning the night in noise that didn’t belong to me.Some were already in the pool, splashing like the water owed them something. Others leaned over the edge with drinks in hand, cheering whenever someone jumped in fully clothed. A few couples kissed like the world was watching, and others just screamed for attention because they could.It was my birthday.It felt like somebody else’s punishment.I stood near the far corner of the terrace, half-shadowed, a brandy glass warm in my hand. The bottle beside me was nearly empty. I didn’t remember finishing most of it, only the steady dulling of

  Leo's POV I woke up to what I assumed was Ryan and Warren screaming their throats off in excitement. "Husband-to-be! Husband-to-be! Husband-to-be!" They kept chanting it at the top of their lungs like a pair of deranged cheerleaders. I groaned and rolled over, ignoring them. That only made them laugh harder. "Husband-to-be is grumpy!" Ryan shouted. "Husband-to-be needs his beauty sleep!" Warren added. I ignored them and dragged myself out of bed.My head felt like it had been split open. I had barely slept. The migraine pounding behind my eyes was vicious, but no pain was worse than the one waiting for me downstairs. Today was my wedding day. The realization settled in my chest like a stone.Ry