Kidnapped by My Sister's Biker Mate
A kid I carried while she was little, today I almost lost control when she tried to ride with bones.
Just the thought of her having another man's scent on her, mixing with the lilac on her, had bullets shooting through me.
Something is seriously wrong with me, and deep down I couldn't help thinking, the faster I got rid of my troubles, the easier my life would get.
Luckily Mika stepped up, or….
My grip tightened even more, I had to end this, all of it, before it became a mountain I couldn't pass.
‘Bones’ I mind linked