Todos los capítulos de The Bad Biker Next Door: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 25

The words kept looping through my head, over and over until they stopped even sounding like my father’s voice.*We need to eliminate him before he discovers the truth.*I sat on the edge of my bed in the gray morning light, still in the clothes I’d fallen asleep in, staring at the spot on the carpet where Hayden’s bloodied shirt had been only hours ago. The first-aid wrappers were gone. I’d thrown them away before anyone else woke up. The only proof left was the faint smear of dried blood I’d missed on the windowsill and the hollow ache under my ribs.He had been in my room. Bleeding out. Whispering against my neck and begging me to let him stay the night. And somewhere downstairs my father had been calmly discussing the need to erase him.A heavy knock rattled my door frame.“Dawn? Breakfast is on the table,” my mother called. “You’re going to be late for school.”I forced myself up off the bed, walked into the bathroom and washed myself until the water ran cold, and tried to look li

*Come to the window.*My phone buzzed with a new message.I shouldn’t have listened, but I got out of bed anyway, crossed the dark room on bare feet, and pulled the curtain back just enough to see. Hayden was already standing there on the other side of his glass, bathed in the dim, yellow glow of his desk lamp. He was completely shirtless, one forearm braced heavily against the wooden frame, his phone in his other hand. The low light from his room cut across the bruises on his ribs. He was looking straight at me.My phone lit up again.*Took you long enough.*I typed back before I could stop myself.*How did you even get my number?**You left your phone unlocked the night I was bleeding on your floor. Wasn’t hard.*Of course he took advantage of that.*That’s an invasion of privacy.**You cleaned blood off my face and let me sleep in your bed, Dawn. Pretty sure we're past privacy.*I stared at the message, then at him. Even from here, I could see the arrogant curve at the corner of hi

“Who on earth are you talking to at this hour?”Alessia’s voice cut through the dark of the guest room, half-joking, half already suspicious. I had been so completely lost inside my own head that I hadn't even heard her footsteps approach the half-open door.My phone was still lit in my hand, screen bright enough to expose me. Hayden’s last message sat open like an unconfessed crime I hadn't managed to bury fast enough.I locked it so fast I almost dropped it.“No one,” I said. “Just scrolling.”She stood in the doorway in an oversized T-shirt, arms crossed, studying me.​“At one-thirty in the morning?” She arched a single, perfectly shaped brow. “Must’ve been some remarkably riveting content.”“It wasn’t.”The lie came out smoothly. Alessia lingered for another long, suffocating heartbeat, studying me, before giving a small shrug as if she were actively choosing to ignore the obvious signs.“Whatever. Don’t stay up too late and get some actual sleep. You already look like a ghost the