Xander’s POVMy grip on the handlebars tightens, firming up my biceps. Adrenaline bursts in my veins. I twist and release the throttle to rev my bike’s engine as I fly against the wind, moving through rows of cars like I’m invisible. Headlights flash like a blur, going past me in milliseconds. I keep my eyes ahead, staring through the dark smoke visor of my helmet. Horns blare, the engine roars noisily beneath me, yet it remains quiet in my head. I put a gloved hand to the zipper of my jacket, lowering it a little to let the cold air seep into my chest.A memory of the last time I flew against the wind plays in my head: while Sophia was asleep in my bed on her first night in my penthouse. I was out riding until dawn and only slipped under the sheet to tease her—one of the many ways I tried seducing her. One that worked. She’d looked so flustered and scared, yet curious. Now, all I feel is regret and remorse. I can’t believe it was months ago.I glance at my watch and keep flying fas
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