Blood on the Asphalt biker
"The Ghost Wolf engine was always a Luna project, Dax. Your father stole the blueprints, but the soul of that machine belongs to us."
I felt a cold rage settle over me. My father’s work, my mother’s ambition, and the sapphire fire I had cultivated with my own hands Sienna was claiming it all as a debt. I moved to the edge of the bridge, my hand gripping the wrench at my belt, ready to drop into the arena. But then I saw Dax move.
He didn't reach for his bike. He walked up to Sienna, stopping just inches from her. The height difference was stark, his broad shoulders casting a shadow over her, but she didn't flinch. She reached out and traced the line of his jaw, her touch proprietary and ling
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