Page 24 of Sinners MC: A MC Anthology

He felt the same way too, but he was too stubborn to confess it.

But I would make him see the truth.

All I could do was pray that he listened to me in time. If it was too late when he realized it, I had no clue what I would end up doing to us.

“Promise me you won’t talk to him again,” Monica muttered, presenting her palm.

“You know I can’t do that. I can’t lie to you.”

She frowned with a sad look. “Lisa, don’t hurt yourself more…all I’m saying is be careful.”

“I know. And I can promise to be careful.”

CHAPTER 2

I looked in the floor-length mirror one last time, nodding at my choice of attire. The pale white cami top and black knee-length skirt made me look passable for getting in the motorbike race at the arena.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I had no other choice left.

With a few more touch-ups on my make-up and running my fingertips through my short black hair, which I curled for hours, I grabbed my purse and phone as I left my dorm room.

I hailed a cab. For the next thirty minutes, it was a silent drive, but in my head, several thoughts started to roam around.

This was the first time ever I was going to see one of Aiden’s motorbike races. The closer the cab got to the arena, the faster my heart started to beat.

Paying the fare, I got out. Music blasted my ears, followed by the roars and cheers of the crowd. Everyone gathered together, circling around the caged arena, not bothering about the dust and sand coating the atmosphere. My nerves jittered as I made my way through the crazy crowd, looking around the arena for Aiden.

The racetrack had one full circle and two high board slopes in the center. The thought of Aiden taking such risk made fear shadow over me. The crowd screamed and cheered with excitement, nearly hurting my eardrums.

“And now it’s time for the big race!” the announcer boomed from the speakers, making everyone more excited.

“Everyone, give it a round of applause for Aiden!”

And boy, everyone did; their cheers and applause nearly made it impossible to hear the music. My heart skipped a beat when I finally spotted Aiden on the racetrack with his motorbike, looking as beautiful and swoonworthy as ever. He raised his hand and smiled, waving at the crowd. He was wearing a denim jacket with a white t-shirt underneath, and blue jeans.

“You all know the drill. Aiden will first complete five loops around the track, and for his finale he will drive across one slope to the other but with a new landing this time!”

Wait. What?

He was seriously going to drive across those two slopes? That death trap?

No way in hell. Before I could think of my next move, I ran toward the entrance gate of the arena. As expected, it was more crowded.

“All right, everyone, the betting is closed! Let’s begin the countdown! Ten!”

No. No. No.

Pushing past the crowd, I stood at the very front, with Aiden’s back facing me while he was putting on his helmet.

“Aiden!” I screamed, but my voice was lost in the crowd’s countdown.

He got on his bike as I watched him start the engine.

“Five. Four. Three.”

“Aiden! Don’t do this!”

He finally turned and instantly caught my sight. His eyes widened in surprise, but it was soon replaced by worry? Anger? Yearning?

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