Todos los capítulos de Ten Days to Capture the Biker Heir: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Chapter 33.The file restored appeared on the screen, and Skye forgot how to breathe.For several seconds she simply stared at the cloud storage window, afraid to click anything else, and then she opened the project folder. There they were – every file, every RAW image, every discarded frame, every behind-the-scenes photograph, every version of every photograph she'd edited for the calendar.Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she opened folder after folder, checking dates and file sizes with desperate concentration. "They're here," she whispered.Lena leaned over her shoulder. "What?""They're all here." Skye opened one of the original photographs, and the metadata appeared beside it: date, time, location, original file, untouched. She opened another, then another, and her eyes filled with tears. "They're not gone."Lena released a breath so hard it sounded like she'd been holding it for minutes. "Oh, thank God."Skye covered her mouth with one hand, because the relief was almo

Chapter 35.The first thing Kai noticed when he woke that morning was that he had not slept properly, and the second was the same thing that had been haunting him for days. Skye.He had tried not to look at the news, telling himself the scandal was not his problem, that whatever had happened between them at the party had been enough reason to keep his distance. He had been hurt and when she had arrived late and had been with another man. She had tried to defend herself, but he had been too angry to listen, so he walked away.Pride had told him it was the right thing to do, but every other part of him had been screaming that it wasn't.Now, watching her name dragged across social media, watching strangers dissect photographs they had no right to see and accuse her of things they knew nothing about, Kai realized something he had been refusing to admit. He could be angry with Skye, he could be hurt by her, he could even believe, for one terrible moment, that she had chosen someone els

Chapter 37.Skye’s thumb scrolled through a stream of notifications.  The tide had turned and the viral video of Kai dismantling Jonas, and not just physically, but socially, had ripped through the Düsseldorf social circles like a wildfire.  One headline read: Football Star Jonas V. Suspended Pending Investigation into Harassment Claims.  Another, from a local gossip blog, noted that three major sponsors had already pulled their funding.  Mara had vanished from the digital sphere, and her profiles deactivated. "You’re staring again," Lena said, leaning against the doorframe with a triumphant grin. "Stop it. The internet has forgotten you were ever a 'scandal.' Now, you're just the girl Kai Sturm decided to protect. Which, by the way, is a much better brand."

Chapter 39.By the third morning in Berlin, Skye had stopped pretending she was going to get used to Adrian Keller.She could tolerate difficult people, since she'd dealt with Professor Vogel, Jonas, internet strangers, club members who thought catcalling was a personality trait, and Kai Sturm on a particularly bad day. Adrian was different. He didn't shout, and he didn't insult her directly, he simply had a way of making every interaction feel like a quiet examination she was already failing.So when he dropped Anna Volkov's file onto her desk again, Skye stared at it for several seconds before pulling it toward herself. Three days, three days to convince a woman who had spent years refusing interviews that VISION deserved one.Skye opened her laptop. If Adrian wanted to see her fail, she would at least make him work for the satisfaction.She started with the obvious, Anna's career, her competitions, her international performances, her awards, her retirement, and the knee injury that

Chapter 41.Skye woke to the sound of knocking.For several seconds she remained completely still beneath the covers, staring at the pale morning light filtering through the curtains, her brain slow to catch up with the noise and her body heavy from another night spent hunched over her laptop, surrounded by scattered notes, half-empty coffee cups, and photographs that had somehow begun to blur together after midnight.Anna. The assignment had consumed her thoughts, and yet she still felt as though she had barely scratched the surface. She had pages of notes and absolutely no idea how any of them would get her closer to the woman herself.Another knock sounded. Skye groaned and dragged herself out of bed, glanced at the clock. Nine in the morning.She's so late.She rubbed her eyes, pushed her messy hair away from her face, and shuffled toward the door in the oversized shirt and loose sleep shorts she'd gone to bed in. The knocking came again, more deliberate this time. "I'm coming,