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The biker guy released her and straightened and asked again. "Where is Lena?" Hannah opened her mouth, then closed it, and turned to her friends for help. Jessie slowly turned her head toward Nora, who stood completely frozen. Because suddenly, the familiar way he carried himself made perfect sense. "I knew something about him seemed familiar," Nora murmured. "Silver, is that you?" Jessie asked, although she already knew the answer. "Yeah," Tarzan replied, removing the helmet. And just like that, Hannah's romantic fantasy exploded into a million tiny pieces. She stared at him in absolute horror, her gaze flicking from the helmet in his hand back to his face. "I can't believe it," she murmured weakly. "How could he be Silver?" Tarzan glanced at her in confusion. "Do you want me to put the helmet back on so you can pretend you don't know me?" he said innocently, unaware of what had prompted her reaction. "Yes, please!" Jessie burst into laughter. Nora pressed a hand over he

Nora's expression tightened. "We didn't forget about her safety. Lena is our friend, and we do care about her." "Then why did you let her leave with a man none of you could properly identify?"Tarzan replied. "Because Lena said she would be fine!" Nora shot back, finally finding her voice. "I tried to talk her out of it, but she insisted that she was an adult and could make her own decisions. What was I supposed to do—tie her to a chair?" Tarzan's eyes flashed. "You could have called me! I gave you all my contact number for a reason. I'm her fiancé!" Nora opened her mouth, then closed it. Because, annoyingly enough, he had a point. Jessie stepped forward before the argument could escalate further. "Look, they left only a few minutes before you arrived." She paused and quickly took out her phone. "I also took a picture of his number plate before they left, just in case anything happened." He took one look at the screen, already committing the numbers to memory. "Do you know wher

Inside the black car, Lena sat beside Chef Adrian Moretti, trying desperately to concentrate on their conversation.Or at least, she was attempting to.Her mind was elsewhere, consumed by worry about Tarzan. She had deliberately declined his calls because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to lie to him if he asked where she was or what she was doing.And the truth?The truth was far too risky.She had no idea how to explain the situation to him. Perhaps she should have informed him before making her decision. Better yet, perhaps she should have turned down Adrian's offer altogether.But it was too late for regrets now.Adrian occasionally glanced at her, noticing how distracted she had become. Whatever she was thinking about, it clearly had her attention far more than their conversation did."Lena, is everything all right?" he asked softly, interrupting her thoughts.She blinked and turned toward him."Yes. Why do you ask?""You seem to be a million miles away." He offered her a fai

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Tarzan had no idea how long they'd been riding before he finally noticed something was wrong. Or rather, how long it took him to realize that something was missing. Lena's arms. Specifically, the arms that were supposed to be wrapped around his waist. He glanced down briefly, only to discover that Lena was sitting behind him like a passenger who had accidentally boarded the wrong motorcycle. His eyebrows drew together. He wanted to wave it off—maybe that would let her know how angry he was. But... he couldn't hold back anymore. "Why aren't you holding on to me?!" He said it as loud as he could over the roar of his bike engine. Lena startled. "What?" The wind swallowed half her response. Tarzan rolled his eyes. Of all the things he'd imagined happening today, his fiancée refusing to hold him while riding his motorcycle had not been one of them. He lifted one hand from the handlebar and reached behind him, extending it toward her. His gloved fingers opened and closed in a