Dice [h.s.]

29

I remember looking into your eyes for the first time Ry.

"I didn't fucking kill the workers!" She shouted back, locking her jaw while giving me the death glare.

"That's not what I fucking asked! What do you do on Tuesday and Thursday huh? You never miss work." I pressed my lips in a line, turning my fear into absolute rage. I was getting pissed now.

She's only proving me correct. I don't want to be correct

"Would you believe me if I told you I had a life outside of the fucking organization?" Ryleigh spat out.

"Harry, she can't make eye contact." Natalie whispered into my ear, looking at Ryleigh with a frown.

"Shut up Natalie, who's side are you on?" Ryleigh slammed down on the table, shooting knives through her eyes at Natalie.

"I'm sorry but I find it hard to believe you, Ryleigh Horan, have a fucking boyfriend." I snickered.

Get her mad

"Dick, I do have a boyfriend. That's where I go every Tuesday and Thursday." Ryleigh looked everywhere but at me.

"Look me in the fucking eyes and say that." I growl at her, keeping a face of fury painted on to my features.

"I didn't fucking kill them!" She shouts loudly back at me, making Natalie flinch at the volume.

"I didn't fucking ask that! You're a shit liar Ryleigh, just confess and we can make this easier." I stood up and leaned on the table, gaining leverage over her. She stood up as well.

"I have nothing to confess to you fucking douchebag." Ryleigh's face got close to mine, I could feel her shaky hot breath.

She's nervous

I tilted my head up to look down on her. Her eyes were erratic and you could see the sweat building in her hair line. She's nervous, she knows I know she's lying. She knows she is going to get caught.

But I need her to confess

"I'm going to ask you this again. What do you do on Tuesdays and Thursdays." I reiterated my previous question.

"I fucking told you, I hang out with my boyfriend." Ryleigh barked back, her cheeks were turning red.

"Bullshit. I couldn't even dominate you, let alone some fucking rando on the street." I stood up straight and crossed my arms.

"Awe is your ego bruised knowing I found someone better?" Ryleigh pouted and flashed me fake puppy dog eyes.

"No, my ego is bruised by you thinking I'm that dumb to not realize what you've been doing." I bite back, slamming my hand against the table again and scaring Natalie.

"You don't know what you're talking about." Ryleigh shook her head and collapsed back in the seat.

"Really? So, you aren't still in contact with your mother? You weren't the one who avoided her or Leonardo when saving Kennedy. You don't have your mom and Leonardo under your favorite contacts?" I watched her face fall to nothing but numbness.

"How the fuck do you know this?" Ryleigh stuttered under the tears now falling out of her eyes.

She knows I'm close

"I'm the fucking owner Ryleigh, I know everything. I know who you last called, which was your mother by the way. I know where you were on Tuesdays and Thursdays, that stupid restaurant your mom first took you too. I know everything, you can't hide anything from me." My chest was pumping up and down at an alarmingly fast paste. Yet, I feel relaxed.