Chapter ９

She heaved a sigh when she came to the conclusion that it was some type of storage space, or maybe a loading dock, given that it had concrete flooring and lights designed for utility purposes. Then she spotted the motorbike that was positioned a few of yards away from one of the walls. It was just as large as the one she had seen him coming off of earlier this morning.

"That's one of the things I really like about this workplace setting. It provides me with a space in which I may keep my second bicycle."

"It's quite pleasant." She wasn't too knowledgeable about bikes, but she could see that this one was sleek and black, with flames painted down the sides.

She moved up to the bicycle once he gave her the signal to do so. She was able to sense him standing behind her, all powerful and manly. Close.

She was alone herself in the room that resembled a garage with a large and thuggish young biker. And she had the position of his secretary.