All Chapters of Ten Days to Capture the Biker Heir: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62.Mara had not slept properly in days, because every time she closed her eyes, she saw Skye's face, it haunted her.Lena had suspected her from the beginning, Mara knew that, and that thought had been enough to keep Mara awake, but suspicion wasn't proof, and Mara had held onto that distinction like a lifeline. Nobody had found the recorder, nobody had traced the leaked files back to her, and nobody had confronted her with anything she couldn't explain away. She had convinced herself that she was safe, well, until her anonymous helper. Could she even call the person, helper? Mara wasn’t so sure.Mara sat alone in her apartment, staring at her phone while an article about VISION's latest developments remained open on the screen. Skye's name wasn't even mentioned, but Mara had learned to read between the lines. Things were changing, and somehow Mara felt like the walls were moving closer.She remembered the anonymous message she had received months ago. At the time it had se

Chapter 64."Surprise, bestie!" Skye had to clear her eyes to check if she was seeing correctly."Lena?" Skye blinked at her, sure for a second she was still dreaming. "What… how… "Skye's alarm hadn't even gone off yet when someone started banging on her apartment door like they owned the place.She stumbled over, hair a mess, expecting a delivery she didn't remember ordering. Instead there was Lena, suitcase parked sideways in the hallway, grinning like she'd just pulled off a heist."One layover I will be complaining about for the rest of my life, and a taxi driver who tried to charge me double because he thinks I don't speak German." Lena shoved past her into the apartment without waiting for an invitation. "You're welcome, by the way.""I didn't ask you to come out here." Skye scoffed, but she couldn't keep the smile off her face."You didn't have to. I read between the lines of your last four texts and decided you needed an intervention." Lena dropped her suitcase, unzipped the

Chapter 66.Kai Sturm had spent most of his adult life being very good at separating family from business. He attended meetings when he had to, signed documents when his father demanded it, appeared at charity dinners when the family name required his presence, and disappeared the moment anyone started talking about succession, acquisitions, or quarterly figures. He preferred the roar of an engine beneath him, the smell of oil in his garage, and the brutal simplicity of the road, that’s why he’s taken over Sturm garage totally. But, business was different… business was where people smiled while calculating how much they could take from you.This morning, though, Kai walked into Sturm headquarters wearing a charcoal suit instead of his usual black leather jacket, and nobody questioned why he was there, they simply moved out of his way.His assistant had already prepared the documents, and Kai carried the slim black folder beneath one arm as he entered his father's private office, his

Chapter 68.If someone told Lena this was the day she would have, she would argue, but here she was.She was sitting behind her desk at Sturm PR in Düsseldorf, trying to finish a report before her boss found another reason to send it back, when the receptionist appeared at the entrance of the office carrying a medium-sized brown package."Lena?" the receptionist called.Lena looked up from her laptop. "Yes?""This came in for you."Lena frowned. "Are you sure it’s for me?"The receptionist nodded and placed the package on her desk. "The courier said it was addressed personally to you."Lena stared at the box, and since there was no sender's name, that immediately made her suspicious."Did they say who sent it?" she asked, just as the receptionist was about to leave back to her post."No. Just that it had to be delivered directly to you."Lena thanked her and waited until the woman left before pulling the package closer, turning it around twice and checking the label and the tape, thou

Chapter 70. The car pulled away from the curb after Skye had fully settled into her seat, phone already out, fingers hovering over Kai's name and hesitating every few seconds before she gave up and set it face-down in her lap.  Whatever this was, he clearly wanted her guessing. "So you're not going to tell me anything," she said to the driver, more a statement than a question. He met her eyes briefly in the mirror, the ghost of a smile tugging at his mouth. "Young master Kai was very specific about that, Fräulein." "Of course he was." T