Page 75 of Biker In My Bed

Nalani didn’t respond to you because I think she needs to hear this from a woman. Sometimes, us girls have to stick together.

So I am GOING to get her back.

I have to.

I’ll be back as soon as I can.

I love you with everything I am.

Always yours,

Kaia xx

Letting out a long breath, I take off, closing the hotel door behind me, and I run because the second Hurricane sees that note, he will come after me.

So I need to hightail it out of here.

I race down to the parking garage as the location comes through on my cell. I jump into the car, program the location into maps, and note it’s a nightclub. I haven’t been to a club in so long—fingers crossed I don’t stand out like a sore thumb.

Driving into the city, I find parking on the main street, then start my walk toward the club. Music thumps out into the street as I look at my cell, checking out the images the MC has sent me.

One of Nalani.

Three of the main players of The Ministry.

Now I know who to keep an eye out for.

I can understand why Nalani fell for Park. He’s incredibly good-looking, but from the sounds of it, the asshole’s a master manipulator, and Nalani is having trouble breaking free from his spell.

As I line up in the small queue for the club, I glance down at my attire after seeing all the women around me, and I suddenly feel my age. I may only be in my early thirties, but these girls look young, fit, and beautiful.

I need to work out more.

As I approach the bouncer at the front of the line, he looks me up and down with a smirk. “Haven’t seen you around here before.”

“I’m meeting a friend,” I reply.

“Lucky friend,” he chimes with a wink and pulls the rope back, allowing me entry. “Have a good night. I get off at two if you’re still around.”

I waggle my brows. “Good to know,” I reply to keep up the pretense and walk inside with a pep in my step.

I’ve still got it!

The music is heavy, and it thumps right through my body, making me a little nauseous. Or maybe that’s the tiny life inside me telling me I’m not safe and shouldn’t be doing this.

All I know is clubbing is not the scene for me anymore.

But I have a job to do. So I make my way through the crowds of people, trying to locate Nalani, when I see her on the dance floor. Four men surround her like bodyguards as she dances by herself. No one can get near her.

My eyes scan nearby, and I spot Park drinking with his father and The Ministry’s second-in-charge at the bar. So that’s at least seven Ministry men in here, and who knows how many others are floating around.

This could be more difficult than I expected.

I need a plan of attack.

I think the only way I can do this is to infiltrate first.

Making my way to the bar, I slide in next to Park. He looks me up and down with an inappropriate smile, waggling his brows. “Hey, beautiful.”

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