All Chapters of Kidnapped by The Biker Gang Leader: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

Selene’s POVLuca’s smirk widened as the rain drenched him completely. “Cassius, you really thought you could hide from me?”“I warned you once,” Cassius said, voice low, dangerous. “Leave her out of this.”“She has everything to do with it,” Luca replied, his eyes gleaming. “Everything you care about.”I froze. Everything I care about? His gaze slid over me like a knife.Cassius stepped closer. “Back away, Luca.”“Or what?” Luca taunted. “You’re alone, outnumbered, and distracted.”I flinched at the word. Distracted. Was that what he thought?“I’m not distracted,” Cassius growled, tightening his grip on his gun. “I’m focused on keeping her alive.”“You can’t protect her from me,” Luca said smoothly. “Not tonight.”My pulse spiked. I wanted to scream, run, or do something. But I couldn't.Cassius’s jaw flexed. “We can end this now. Step outside.”Luca laughed, dark and low. “You always were predictable, brother.”Cassius’s eyes flicked to me. “Selene, stay behind me. Don’t move.”I no

Selene’s POVMy ears rang as the echo of the gunshot bounced off the walls. Cassius dragged me behind the fallen shelf before I could even think.“Stay down,” he snapped.I hit the floor hard, breath knocked from my lungs. My shoulder burned where the bullet had grazed me.“Cassius,” I whispered, panic rising fast.“I know,” he said tightly. “I’ve got you.”The stranger stepped closer, boots crunching against broken glass. Slow and unhurried..“You’re hurt,” he observed calmly.Cassius shifted, blocking his view of me.“She’s alive,” Cassius said. “That’s all that matters.”“For now,” the man replied.My heart slammed against my ribs.“You’re Selene Carter,” he said again.I swallowed. “Who are you?”Cassius growled. “She asked you a question.”The stranger smiled slightly.“Names matter,” he said. “And mine carries weight.”“Try us,” Cassius shot back.The man’s gaze flicked between us.“You’re protective,” he said to Cassius. “That’s new.”Cassius didn’t answer. His hand stayed firm

Selene’s POVThe desert night stretched endlessly, black and empty except for the slick ribbon of road under Cassius’s bike. Rain had stopped, leaving everything wet, reflecting the moonlight in eerie silver patches. My shoulder throbbed, a dull reminder of how close I’d come to death, but my mind wasn’t in pain. It was on the flicker I’d felt the flash of my father’s voice echoing inside me, whispering a warning I couldn’t fully understand.Cassius didn’t speak as we rode. His eyes scanned the horizon, sharp, alert. Every muscle in his body tense, ready to react, ready to fight. I held on tighter, not just for balance, but because somewhere deep inside, I couldn’t bear the thought of letting go.“Where are we going?” I asked finally, my voice small, unsure.“Somewhere Kane can’t find us tonight,” he said, jaw tight. “Safe for a few hours. That’s all I can promise.”“Safe…?” My voice wavered. “Safe doesn’t seem like a thing anymore.”His hands tightened on the handlebars. “I’ll make i