All Chapters of Taming Sean Davis: Her Billionaire Biker Boss: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I let out a soft, dramatic sigh, resting my chin against the back of my hand on the handlebars and looking up at him through my lashes."I don't know, Sebastian," I said, my voice dripping with pure, unadulterated sarcasm. "Maybe those people jumped me again, and I...a soft, buttery orphan girl...just couldn't cope with the pain?"Sean’s eyebrows shot up, a beat of utter silence filling the cool garage before the corner of his mouth twitched, fighting back a smirk."Soft and buttery?" he repeated, his voice deep and rumbling with a low chortle as he leaned in closer, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "Rihanna, you drive a high-powered motorcycle and talk back to men twice your size while bleedin' out. 'Soft' is the absolute last word I'd ever use to describe you.""If I was on my bike, they wouldn't have hurt me," I countered smoothly, giving the handlebars a light tap.Sean tilted his head, his dark eyes narrowing as a sly smile spread across his face. "Funny. Because you took your bi

I waited until I heard the front door close behind Julian before forcing my legs over the edge of the mattress. My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs it felt like a bruise.Ignoring the sharp ache in my body, I dragged myself out of the room and limped down the hallway, clutching the handrail for balance as I made my way downstairs.I found him in the kitchen.Sean stood by the counter, quietly pouring a glass of water. He wasn't packing his things or stomping around in a rage. He looked entirely composed—and completely hollow. The warmth that had been building between us down in the garage was gone, replaced by an icy, unreadable calm."Sean..." My voice was barely a whisper, throat tight. "I—"He didn't even let me finish. He set the glass down on the marble counter with a quiet clink, turning to face me. His eyes were suddenly so flat, so cold, so flat, devoid of a single drop of emotion as he looked at me like a distant acquaintance."You're supposed to be resting," he sai

The house was dead fucking quiet. I never noticed how quiet it was until Sean came... Until he left...I dragged myself into the kitchen, my body stiff and aching from rotting in bed all morning. I’d yelled at Julian until he walked out, and Sean was gone because I’d stupidly run my mouth. I had no one to call. Nobody to blame. I did this to myself, and I couldn't take a single fucking word back."Stupid," I muttered under my breath, pressing my hand to my forehead. "Just so fucking stupid."I reached for a glass on the counter to get some water, but as soon as I tried to lift it, a sharp, burning pulling sensation shot across my shoulder. My grip gave out, and the glass dropped with a loud clatter against the marble.I winced, clutching my arm to my ribs as my hand shook. I couldn't even lift a damn glass of water."Useless," I whispered, the word bitter on my tongue. "God, Rihanna, you are so fucking useless."I sank down onto one of the kitchen stools, resting my elbows on the isl

I stepped out of the bathroom, pulling my towel tight around my chest, and froze.Sean was sitting right on the edge of my bed. My laptop was resting open on his lap.My gaze flicked to the nightstand, and the air left my lungs completely.The flash drive and my leather notebook were sitting right beside the lamp.A cold wave of terror hit me all at once. The drive. The notes. The encrypted files, the figures, the paper trail...every single piece of data I’d taken from his father's company for mine. Jesus Christ...It's over...It's all over...He had seen them. He had gone through my things, and now he knew. He knew I was leaking information, undermining his operations, and tearing his work down brick by brick for my father.It was over. I was completely fucking caught red handed.Panic and pure fucking humiliation choked me, stripping away whatever defense I had left. I felt like a child in front of my father again... A broken piece of body that could do nothing but make mistakes...

The air vanished from my lungs. Every drop of color drained from my face as Sean’s eyes turned to pure ice, the muscle in his jaw clenching so hard it looked like it might crack. He didn’t move, but something about the way his entire body went still made the room feel even more tense. Then, slowly, he turned his head toward the door.The door opened, and Julian walked into the room.He stopped just inside, his eyes moving from Sean to me, taking in my damp hair, the towel clutched tightly against my chest, and the fact that Sean was standing in my bedroom when I had very clearly told him to leave. His expression hardened almost immediately.“Didn’t you hear her when she told you she wanted you to leave?” Julian asked.Sean’s gaze remained fixed on him, but before he could answer, Julian looked at me. His eyes swept over me once more, and whatever conclusion he came to clearly made his mood worse.“I leave you alone for one day,” Julian said, his voice cold and cutting, “one day, and y