로그인Chapter 9The mountain disappeared beneath a blanket of white.Fog rolled lazily over the winding road, swallowing trees, guardrails, and everything beyond a few meters. Even the spectators gathered near the starting line looked like shadows drifting through clouds.It was the worst visibility the hill climb had seen in months.Kai stood beside his motorcycle, staring at the course ahead. His jaw tightened.He didn't like this, not one bit.Across from him, Skye finished fastening the strap beneath her helmet. Her fingers trembled slightly, though she wasn't sure whether it was from nerves or excitement.Kai walked over. "We're postponing."She looked up. "What? Why?!" She was more than ready to get this over with."The fog." He glanced toward the road again. "It's too thick."For a moment, Skye thought she had heard him wrong. Her eyebrows rose.He looked at her without expression. "You can't even see the first bend.""I memorized the road." She shrugged."Not this road." He argued.
Chapter 8.The following morning, Skye stood in the courtyard of Sturm Headquarters with her helmet tucked beneath one arm and an unusually innocent smile on her face.It was suspicious, and her bestie noticed immediately."So..." Lena folded her arms. "What's with the face?""What face?" Skye denied. "I don't have a face.""You literally just answered my question with a guilty face."Skye laughed awkwardly before scratching the back of her neck. "I was actually thinking..."Axel looked up from adjusting the mirrors on his motorcycle. "I need today off."Axel blinked. "You need... a day off?"Lena narrowed her eyes. "Why?""I have... something to do," Skye muttered."What something?" Lena eyes narrowed.Skye shrugged, "Just something."Lena and Axel exchanged a look. It was the kind of look people shared when they both knew someone was lying."Hm." Lena dragged the sound out suspiciously."What?""Nothing."Skye sighed dramatically. "I'll be back later."Lena smiled far too sweetly. "
Chapter 7.By the third day, Skye had come to one undeniable conclusion.Kai Sturm was the worst teacher in Germany.She sat stiffly on the training motorcycle in the far corner of the courtyard, both hands gripping the handlebars so tightly her fingers had begun to ache. Sweat gathered beneath the borrowed helmet despite the cool morning breeze."Relax your shoulders," Kai said from where he stood with his arms folded."I am relaxed!" She snapped at him for the umpteenth time, but her snapping doesn't make him any less insufferable."No, you're not, you have to…""I am not?" She snarled, holding his gaze, but this guy isn't backing down."No."Skye shot him an annoyed look. "Would you stop saying 'no' to everything?"Kai looked completely unfazed. "No."
"If I am going to win against him, I need to learn from the source.” Skye told herself with a deep breath as she looked at the building in front of her.The Sturm Headquarters looked nothing like Skye had imagined.When people heard the words motorcycle club, they probably pictured a run-down garage on the edge of town with rusting bikes and men looking for trouble.Instead, the building before her was enormous.Black steel and dark wood blended into a modern industrial structure that overlooked the city from the hillside. Rows of motorcycles lined the courtyard like prized possessions, each one polished to perfection. Mechanics moved between them with practiced ease while the smell of gasoline, coffee, and engine oil drifted through the crisp morning air.Skye tightened her grip on the strap of her camera bag.Compared to everyone else dressed in leather jackets and heavy boots, she looked painfully out of place in an oversized cream sweater, fitted jeans, and white sneakers.She too
Chapter 5.Skye stayed bent over at the side of the road, her hands braced against her knees as she struggled to catch her breath.This was, without question, the most humiliating week of her life. First, she had been publicly branded a boyfriend snatcher. Then she'd almost been run over. She had chased the man who nearly hit her across a hill climb race, stalked him outside a café. Gotten rescued by him from her manipulative ex.Accepted a ride on his motorcycle......and thrown up less than five minutes later.Just wonderful.She squeezed her eyes shut, wishing the pavement would simply open beneath her and swallow her whole.Behind her, there was an awkward silence. Kai Sturm wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. He had dealt with broken bones, drunken club members, bar fights, and engines that refused to cooperate.But a woman throwing up because she'd ridden on the back of his motorcycle?That was new.He glanced toward the small storage compartment on the side of his bike befo
Chapter 4.Kai Sturm wasn't someone who paid attention to rumors. He had spent years hearing people talk about him. Some called him reckless or dangerous, some even called him a legend.Most of it meant nothing. But this time, his attention was caught by a familiar name.Skye Hart.Kai looked at the phone Axel had pushed toward him while sitting in the corner of the club. "Look."Kai glanced at the screen. It was Skye's post. It was the picture she had taken of him in the rain.The one he had told her to delete.And somehow, instead of being annoyed, he found himself staring at it longer than he expected.The photo was good… actually, it was really good.Most people took pictures of him because of what they saw on the outside. The bike. The reputation. The image. But somehow, this girl had captured something different.The moment before he got angry, when he wasn't performing for anyone."She posted this yesterday," Axel said, watching his reaction carefully. "And you know what happen







