All Chapters of Kidnapped by The Biker Gang Leader: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Selene’s POVThe gun didn’t move. The man kept the gun aimed straight at my chest. His hands shook, but his eyes were steady, too steady. That was what scared me most.He took one step inside the office. “Don’t move,” he said.I froze. My breath lodged in my throat, sharp and painful.Before he could speak again, Cassius’s voice cracked down the hallway like a whip. “Put it down.”The man didn’t turn. He didn’t lower his arm.“She’s the reason Darius found us,” he spat. “Her old man brought hell here, and I’m ending it.”My knees weakened. Cassius stepped into the doorway like a storm waiting to break, all muscle and fury.“Point that gun at her again,” he said quietly, “and you won’t walk out.”The man laughed, but it sounded strained, and desperate. “You’re protecting her? After what her father did to us?”Cassius didn’t blink. “Last warning.”The man’s finger tightened on the trigger. The click echoed in my ears like lightning splitting the room.Cassius moved faster than I though

Selene’s POVThe desert wind whipped across my face as Cassius pushed the bike deeper into nowhere. He didn’t slow, didn’t speak, and didn’t even look back.Something heavy sat between us, not just fear but truth he hadn’t said yet, one I could feel pressing on the air like it was quietly waiting to explode.I could feel it pressing down on my chest, cold and relentless, twisting my stomach into knots. God, it was suffocating.We stopped at an abandoned service station miles off the main road. The place looked like a skeleton of a building with rusted beams, cracked walls, and broken windows, like it had been forgotten long before we arrived.Cassius parked behind it and scanned the area as if danger lived in the shadows. Every movement he made was precise, almost predatory, as though he expected trouble to come crashing through the walls at any second.“Get inside,” he said.The door creaked loudly as we stepped into the dim, dusty room. Old tires were stacked in one corner. A broken