บททั้งหมดของ Falling For The Biker : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Sierra’s POVArthur turned to me with questions in his eyes. I got off him without saying a word. For a moment, I only stared at him, the silence escalating the tension in the room.I didn’t want to feel this way. I knew it was a game. I knew it could not be real when he was completely opposite from what everyone knew him to be. I wasn’t the love of his life.I wasn’t someone he would want to be with. I was just some piece in the game he was playing, trying to get what he wanted. I didn’t know what it was, but it wasn’t important because I was hurting.“What do you mean?” Arthur finally asked, getting to his feet.I clenched my fists, stopping myself from showing any emotion, but I could feel my emotions slipping through. Maybe I should not have come here. I should have accepted what I had without trying to confront the truth, but I couldn’t.“Nothing,” I simply said, forcing a smile.Tears escaped my eyes, and I quickly turned away, wiping it off. “Sierra-” he tried to take my hand,

Sierra's POV“I'm sorry. There might be a misunderstanding somewhere,” I told Arthur.He didn't seem convinced. It was clear in his eyes, but he stayed quiet, only nodding. “I want you to promise me something, Sierra,” he said.I raised a brow. “What?”“I'm going to try my best to convince you no matter what that I want you and only you, but I need you to trust me. Whenever there seems to be an accusation, you ask me. Please verify with me before getting mad at me,” he said.I bit my lips. I acted impulsively, I knew that. Even though it wasn't the first time, it wasn't very easy for me to not feel hurt and react instantly. I nodded. “I will and I'm sorry,” I said.“I can never be mad at you, but,” he held my chin, lifting my face up. “You need to be punished,” he said.“Punished? It was an honest mistake,” I argued.He kissed my nec

Arthur's POV “Where is she? Is she back?” I burst through the door, darting my eyes around the living room.Mum, Dad and Jackson were all making calls. Jackson ended the call and turned to me. “Nothing on my end. Yours?” he asked.I raked my hair, my patience thinning out. It has been a day. A fucking day and Sierra is nowhere to be found. “Relax. We'll find her,” Jackson said, but from his eyes I could tell he was indirectly speaking to himself.“The officers at the border claim they haven't spotted anyone that looked like her there, but they will keep me posted,” Dad said.My phone rang, and without looking at the caller ID, I picked up. “Hello, any-”“I'm sorry, Mr. Floyd, but nothing,” the man on the other hand said.“Please, just keep trying. There's no way she could just vanish,” I pleaded.I blamed myself. I should have trusted my instincts, but I let her leave. After the call ended, we sent a few text messages, but then she stopped, leaving my question of where they were head

Sierra's POVRichard smiled, pulling my head back with my hair, the steel of the knife hovering over my stomach. “How about I kill you?” he asked.My heart raced. “P-p-please,” I pleaded, tears rolling off my face.He chuckled. “If I kill you, you'll forget about him, won't you? You won't love him anymore, will you?” he said.I quickly shook my head. “Please. You don't want to kill me,” I said.The knife moved from my stomach to my face, coming for my eyes, but it stopped before it could hit. I shuddered in fright, my heart close to pounding out of my chest.He moved his fingers to my chin, holding my head in place. “I really don't want to hurt you, Sierra. You need to obey, okay?” he said, and I nodded, my eyes darting to the steel close to me.He seemed satisfied with my answer before letting go, nodding. “That's more like it,” he said. “I'm doing this for your sake, Sierra. I'm a good guy, I told you. I followed Vance

Sierra's POV My eyelids were heavy as I fluttered them open. My throat itched, making me cough. I dragged my eyes around and then to the basin that had the drug in it.From the looks of things, Richard has been gone a while. That thought snapped the tiredness to the back of my mind as I struggled with the ropes. I had been in the middle of the barely furnished room, but now I was at the side.My eyes landed on the phone on the makeshift bed. I pulled my hands some more. I needed to get to it. Wherever Richard had me in, there was a chance I wouldn't be found.I couldn't imagine going back to the life I had run away from. I kept tugging on the ropes, but they were too tight. An idea flashed into my mind. It would hurt, but I would have to go for it.With my feet, I moved forward, but it was barely an inch. I put more force into it, but the chair lost balance. “Ah!” I gasped, trying to balance myself. Fortunately, it didn't fall.