Rihanna’s POV

There was commotion inside the courtroom. I was being escorted by Black Hills warriors.

One of them had given me his jacket to cover my scarred back, as I came to report to Chris.

I flung the door open and gazed at Vanessa, Sasha, and Chris. Had they been arguing?

I bet it was Sasha that dragged Vanessa into it. Like always. “I’m sorry to intrude.” I wasn’t.

Chris’s eyes went around my body, taking note of the bruises. He left his ...