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Chapter 8

作者: Kriya Chauhan
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-11 22:54:32
POV - Ryker Lance.

After that unsettling encounter with the Head Nun, I practically flew home. My right-hand man, Travis, was already there, waiting for me in the living room, and the atmosphere in the house was so thick with tension it made my eyebrows shoot up.

"What happened, Travis?" I asked, already bracing myself.

Travis let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. "The new shipment's coming in a few days, and your old man is making it a living hell for us."

"The Russian?" I clarified, my mind immediately going to the volatile cargo. I motioned for him to follow me, heading towards my "office." From the outside, my house was as common as they come, and the office itself looked pretty simple too, filled with model bikes – miniature versions of my favorite rides. If the cops ever raided us, they'd just find a bunch of wild bikers trying to live a quiet life, forming our own little town to avoid bothering "common folks." But what really lay beneath the surface? That was so
Kriya Chauhan

This is only the beginning, y'all. I will be revealing our ML's character depth with the progress of the story. Just a fair warning, the story will turn a bit dark in between so don't be surprised when that happens.

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