All Chapters of Wheels of Fate (MM): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Pakin’s P.O.VI stretched lazily, feeling the stiffness in my limbs ease as I exhaled a deep breath. For the first time in days, my body felt lighter, free from the fever and the pain of being confined to the bed.Dew had left at dawn, and now, the house was quiet, save for the distant hum of birds outside and the faint rustling of leaves in the garden.I reached for my phone on the bedside table, unlocking it with a quick swipe. My first message was to Coal. I’m coming to the tracks today. Don’t tell Sean. I want it to be a surprise.A small smirk tugged at my lips as I sent the message. Sean would probably scold me for pushing myself too soon, but I couldn’t stay away any longer.I needed to feel the rush of speed again, the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I maneuvered around the track. Even if I wasn’t ready for sharp turns, I could at least get a few laps in, just to stay in shape.

Pakin’s P.O.VI let Sean drag me away from the race track, even though I had insisted I was fine enough to run a couple of laps. My body was still healing, but my hands ached to grip the wheel, to feel the adrenaline course through my veins again. But Sean wouldn’t hear it.“Just one day,” he said, flashing me that grin that always seemed to get me to agree to things I wouldn’t normally do. “Tomorrow, we hit the tracks. Today, you’re mine.”I sighed, pretending to be reluctant, but truthfully, I was curious to see where he’d take me.I had expected something extravagant—maybe a high-end restaurant or even Siam Paragon, where he could show off his new boyfriend with some overpriced meal. Sean was flashy like that, always the center of attention, always making a statement.But the moment he parked the car, my eyes widened in surprise.It wasn’t anything grand.No five-star dining, no fancy chandeliers, no valet waiting to take the car. Instead, we were by the riverside, in front of a sm

Pakin’s P.O.VAfter we settled the bill—though Sean made sure to insist on paying, despite my weak protests—he took my hand and led me down a narrow dirt path beside the restaurant.The air smelled of damp earth and the distant scent of grilled fish from a vendor somewhere along the riverbank. The sky had begun to turn shades of orange and pink, the setting sun casting golden light across the rippling water.Sean finally stopped at a quiet spot by the river, where the land jutted out just slightly, forming a small ledge with a clear, unobstructed view of the horizon. He sat down on the grass, patting the space beside him.I lowered myself next to him, stretching my legs out as the cool breeze ruffled my hair. The water shimmered, reflecting the fiery hues of the sky, and the gentle waves lapped against the shore in a soothing rhythm.“Nice, isn’t it?” he murmured.I nodded, exhaling slowly

Pakin’s P.O.VSean’s car disappeared down the driveway, and I stood there a moment longer, staring at the space where he had been. It wasn’t as bad as I feared. In fact, I was excited about what this might mean—after all, he was a foot inside the door of my entire life.But then, Miriam’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.“So,” she said, arms crossed as she observed me with a knowing look. “Is he special to you?”I felt my entire face heat up. “He’s—he’s a friend,” I stammered, turning away in a weak attempt to escape her piercing gaze.She let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head. “Your Highness, my dear, I’ve seen you grow up from the time you were still running around in diapers. You might be able to fool others, but not me.” She raised an eyebrow. “That boy is not just a friend.”I swallowed

Pakin’s P.O.VThe air practically sizzled with excitement.And it wasn’t just anticipation—it was hunger. Hunger for the rush, the wind against my skin, the burn of adrenaline in my veins. I sat behind the wheel of my car, gloved fingers gripping the steering wheel, my gaze fixed on the man in the middle of the tracks—Coal, standing tall with a red flag in his hand.“Ready?” his voice crackled over the radio.I gave a small nod, my eyes flicking toward Sean’s car a few meters away. His engine purred like a beast, waiting to be unleashed. I knew that look on his face from here—calm, focused, slightly smug. Damn him. And damn how sexy he looked right before a race.The flag went down.And Sean was gone.His car launched forward like a rocket, tires screaming against the asphalt. For a split second, my breath hitched. But then instinct kicked in and I slammed the accelerator.The roar of my engine filled my ears as I tore down the track in pursuit. My tires gripped the road, the seat vib