by Tanya Jolie
“I mean she’s hot and all, but is it worth all the work?”
“I don’t know, man. This one’s different. There’s something special about her. I’d be kickin’ myself tomorrow if I didn’t at least try.”
Jason laughed at the seriousness that suddenly overtook Luke. “All right, dude. Don’t get all sappy on me. Let’s get a drink.” He started to head for the door, and Luke called after him.
“You go on ahead. I need to make a call real fast.” As Luke began dialing his phone, his attention was drawn across the street.
“Help!” he heard a girl’s shrill voice call. Looking to see what was happening, he saw a girl had jumped on a large man’s back and was hitting him repeatedly. His heart leapt when he saw that the man was holding a limp woman’s body. Luke quickly jumped from his bike, but it all happened too fast. As the man threw the limp woman in his backseat, Luke saw that it was the girl from the night before.
Luke ran back and jumped on his bike as fast as he could when the man jumped back into the passenger seat of the car. Without giving it another thought, he raced off behind the car, hearing Kendal’s friend’s screams for help fading into the sound of the wind. He hoped that one of his friends would comfort her until the police arrived.
The black car whipped in between vehicles on busy highways with Luke flying behind, trying his best to keep up without being detected. They drove for nearly thirty painfully long minutes before they turned off the highway and onto a side road. Scared he may be seen, Luke turned off his lights and kept a decent amount of distance between himself and the taillights that threatened to disappear in front of him.
The road shortly turned to gravel, and although Luke would have normally cringed at the thought of driving his bike on gravel, he didn’t even give it a second thought. The dust became so thick that he had to get a little closer to be able to see their taillights. Suddenly their brake lights came on, and Luke held his breath, thinking they had seen him.
Luckily the car turned onto a long gravel drive. As their headlights lit the scene before them, Luke saw that they were pulling up to what seemed to be a run-down warehouse. Luke stopped his bike halfway down the drive and parked it behind a row of overgrown bushes. Peering through the branches, he saw two men get out of the car, Kendal’s limp body thrown over one of the man’s shoulders.
Once he was sure that they had both entered the building, he snuck up the rest of the drive until he was right against the building. With his back pressed against the wall, he tried hard to steady his breathing so that it wouldn’t be heard, but the thought of them hurting her made his blood boil. Taking a deep breath, he moved very slowly over to the window on the front of the building. Peering in, he saw the large man from earlier tying Kendal’s ankles and arms to a rusty old chair that sat among the piles of crates littering the abandoned warehouse.
Another man stood in front of her, one Luke had not seen before. He must have been the one driving the car. The man reached back and smacked her hard across the face. It took everything in Luke not to bust in there and beat his ass at that very moment, but he knew it wasn’t smart. It would be two on one, and he had no idea if they had weapons on them or not. As Kendal began to come to and hold her head up by herself, the man that had hit her nodded for the other large man to leave.
Luke didn’t take his eyes off Kendal, scanning her to see if she was okay. He could hear the man speaking to her but couldn’t make out the mumbled words. Suddenly he heard the door two feet away from him open, and he found himself face to face with one of the largest men he had ever seen.
*
Kendal
Kendal awoke with a start to her face stinging and looked frantically all around her. She squinted into the bright light that radiated from the single bulb hanging in the middle of the room. Once her eyes had finally adjusted to the light, she took in a deep, staggered breath. Trae, the man from her nightmares, was standing before her.
Hastily she tried to get up but found that her ankles and wrists had been tied, binding her to the old, cold chair underneath her. “Trae,” she breathed.
“Hello, Kendal.” Trae wore an eerie smile. “I did always want to try bondage.” He let out a laugh that made her skin crawl.
“What’s going on?” Kendal struggled to keep her heavy head upright.
“Well, I thought it was about time we had a little talk, don’t you think?”
“I have nothing to say to you.” Her head felt fuzzy, and she had a hard time focusing on everything that was happening, but she tried her hardest to sound tough.
Trae let out a fake laugh as he walked in a circle around her, running his hand along her shoulders as he went. “Funny, since you had so much to say to everyone else about me. What’s wrong? Just scared to say it to my face?”
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you to publicly admit that you lied.”
“Lied?!” Kendal laughed. “Trae, I was admitted to the hospital. I was in a coma for two days due to brain trauma! Please explain to me how I could have made that up!”
“You told people that I beat you. You ruined my reputation.”
“I never told anyone that! You know what I told people.” Kendal laughed through the tears that ran down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her. She thought she had finally been free from him, but she could not have been more wrong.
“I’ve had people watching you. You prance around all day like you ain’t got a care in the world.”
“You are literally crazy! I moved to a whole different city where no one knew me because I wanted to avoid ever having to talk about you or that night ever again.”
“You clearly didn’t do very well at covering your tracks. Ya know you’re not the only person at that little dive bar you go to, right?”
“What?”
“I believe you’ve met Alex.” He laughed. “He really didn’t look familiar to you?”
“Who? What are you talking about?”
“Alex, the bartender at Henry’s. He’s my cousin, you idiot. You’ve met him before.” Kendal thought long and hard. She had always thought Alex looked familiar, but she could never place where she knew him from. Suddenly it hit her. Several years ago she had said a mere two words to him at one of Trae’s family reunions.
“Alex?” she asked in disbelief. She couldn’t believe the sweet, handsome bartender that she had trusted was the reason she was here. Kendal prayed that Lexy was not taking comfort in his arms right now.
“I still don’t understand. He…he…he must have overheard me talking to Lexy,” she stuttered as she tried to find the words to say. She couldn’t wrap her mind around everything that was happening. “I’ve never told anyone else about what really happened that night.”
“Clearly you did. Think my boss just made that up and fired me?”
“How is it possibly my fault that you got fired?”
“Apparently Alex wasn’t the only one who heard you talking that night. Some little snitch told my boss. He said I was a ‘hazard’ to have around.”
Kendal shook her head. “Why would he fire you without any other problems?”
“Cause I might have got in a couple fights too, but it wasn’t a big deal. Fire the people pissing me off, not me.”
“Holding me here isn’t going to get you your job back. You’re not thinking clearly,” she tried to reason with him.
“You telling him you lied will.”
“Trae, are you kidding?” Kendal laughed forcefully. “Why in hell would I do that?”
“Cause you have to.” Trae took a step closer to her and ran his hand down her cheek. Kendal flinched away from him as she felt bile rise in her stomach at his touch. “Here’s your options.” Grabbing her chin, he forced her to meet his eyes. “You tell my boss you lied, or I make you disappear so I don’t have to worry about this shit anymore.”
“Screw off!” Kendal growled through clench teeth and spat in his face.
; “You bitch!” Kendal braced herself as Trae pulled his fist back with full force. Before he had a chance to hit her, the door to the warehouse came flying open.
Trae quickly jumped back and pointed his gun at the man in the door. As he stepped into the light, Kendal caught her breath. “Luke.”
Luke stood tall and strong in the doorway with his gun drawn and pointed at Trae. “Get away from her!” he yelled.
“Who…who the hell are you?” Trae fumbled over his words in fear.
“A concerned citizen. Now take a step away from her.”
“You have no idea what is going on here,” Trae growled through clenched teeth.
“Enlighten me.”
Caught off guard, Trae stumbled over his words and began to sweat profusely. “She…she ruined my reputation. That bitch got me fired from work.”
“Trae! You put me in the hospital!” Kendal snapped. “I didn’t tell anyone what happened!” Luke’s face dropped with each word she said.
“You did!” Trae screamed at the top of his lungs. “Alex heard you! A month ago you were bashing me in a bar!”
Kendal shock her head in disbelief. “You put me in the hospital. You deserve anything that comes to you.” With tears streaming down her face, Kendal suddenly felt a sense of empowerment. She had finally gotten to say the thing she had been thinking for the past year.
“Now it’s time to finish what I started.” Raising the gun, he pressed it against Kendal’s temple.
“Get away from her!” Luke yelled as he took a few large steps toward them.
Shaking, Kendal swallowed hard and tried a different approach. In a soothing voice, she said, “Trae, don’t do this. It won’t change anything. It will only make things worse for you.”
“Say one more word and I swear to God I’ll shoot you.”
Luke’s voice came booming around them. “Get away from her or I’ll kill you!”
“Trae, you don’t have to do this.” As Kendal spoke the words, Trae’s angry eyes fixated on her.
Luke ran as fast as he could across the room and tackled Trae while his attention was still on Kendal. Once he had him on the ground, Luke tied his arms behind his back with some wire he found nearby. He kicked the gun from Trae’s reach and quickly ran to Kendal’s side. “Are you okay?” Kendal couldn’t find any words to say, so she just nodded.
He fumbled over the ropes that held her down as quickly as he could. Within seconds, she found her hands were free, and she pulled them in front of her to get the rest of the rope off her wrists. By the time she had done that, he had freed her legs and she was able to stand. She wrapped her arms around his waist and let the sobs she had been holding in overcome her.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered as he kissed her forehead. Pulling her tight against him, he stroked her hair and tried his best to make her feel safe. “I had no idea, about any of it.”
“I know.” She cried into his chest. “There’s no way you could have known.” Kendal pulled back to meet his eyes. “I’m so sorry for how I treated you last night.”
“Don’t be.” He pulled her back into a tight hug before he continued. “I understand why you didn’t want anything to do with me if that was your impression of bikers.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
“Look at me for a moment, though.” She took a step back and looked up at him, feeling like a small child. “I promise you that I am nothing like him, okay?” Kendal nodded. “I can promise that not only will I never hurt you, I won’t ever let anyone else hurt you either. You deserve so much better.”
Kendal put a hand behind his neck and slowly pulled him down to her level. Ever so gently, she planted a kiss on his lips that seemed to go on and on. “Thank you,” she whispered. At that moment, sirens came splitting through the air, and they could see flashing lights through the windows.
Luke answered her confused expression. “I called the police when I arrived. Over here!” he called to the cops who came storming into the room. “One kidnapper is over here on the ground, and the other is unconsciousness outside the back door.”
Through all the questioning and the night that quickly turned to morning, Luke never left her side. Kendal had never felt such peace and comfort in her entire life. She hoped the feeling would never end.
*
Ten Years Later
Kendal made her way through the crowd that was littered with leather vests, and she smiled and greeted everyone she passed. “You have a lovely home,” one woman called to her.
“Thank you!” Balancing a tray of homemade cookies, she managed to make it into the dining room without dropping a single one. She laid them out neatly on the table and glanced to make sure none of the other platters needed to be refilled. Pleased with how beautifully the table was still set up, she let out a satisfied sigh.
“Mommy!” a light voice called. She turned to see a little girl with bouncing blond curls standing behind her.
“Hi, honey!” Bending down to her level, she planted a big kiss on her cheek. Kendal broke out into happy laughter as she saw the lip prints that her lipstick left on her daughter’s porcelain skin. Scooping her up into her arms, she licked her thumb and gently rubbed it away as her daughter giggled and tried to fight off her hand. “Where is your brother?”
She followed her daughter’s tiny finger as it pointed across the party. Through the doorway of the dining room, she could see to the other side of the front room, where a blond little boy was. He was standing right in the middle of all the adults with his dad’s leather jacket hanging a thousand sizes too large on him, being the life of the party as always. She laughed as he spun in a circle, letting the sleeves dangle all around him.
He acted as if he were driving a motorcycle and ran all around the front room as all the adults laughed at just how cute he was. “He is literally the cutest thing,” Lexy’s voice called from behind her.
“Well, thank you.” Putting a hand on her best friend’s swollen belly, she smiled up at her. “I can’t wait to see how cute your little bundle is.”
“Isn’t it crazy?”
“What?”
“How much has changed in the past few years.”
“I know.” Kendal glanced at all the friends and family that surrounded them and realized for nearly the thousandth time today how truly blessed she was.
“Luckily we ended up right where we were meant to be.” They shared a smile and a quick hug before Lexy was pulled away by a friend asking questions about her upcoming due date.
Looking up, Luke caught Kendal’s eye and waved her over, his beautiful smile like a beacon on the shore. She made her way through the crowd with her daughter on her hip. Luke wrapped both of his girls in a hug and kissed Kendal gently. “Come here, princess!” he called as he took his little girl from Kendal and held her high above his head.
Kendal’s heart felt so full that she thought she might cry. She had never expected to have such a perfect, loving family, and she certainly had never expected it to be with a biker. “I love you.”
“I love you more.”
THE END
Seduced by the Alpha Biker
A Biker Romance
Seduced by the Alpha Biker
Standing in front of the mirror, she straightened her skirt and fluffed her hair for probably the fiftieth time that morning. No matter what she did, no matter how prepared she was, she couldn’t shake the nerves that were eating away at her insides. So much was riding on how today went that she thought she might be sick.
“You got this,” she said to herself in the mirror. “You are a great writer and people will see that today.”
“Who are you talking to?” a voice asked from behind her.
Nearly jumping from her skin, Chelsea turned to see her roommate, Taylor, leaning against the doorframe to her room. “Um…no one,” she mumbled in embarrassment. “I was just finishing getting ready.” Chelsea slid on her lucky necklace and excused herself from the restroom. Grabbing her purse fr
om the table, she headed for the door to begin the first day of the rest of her life.
“Chelsea,” Taylor said calmly behind her as she opened the door to their apartment.
“What?”
“Don’t you want these?” She waved Chelsea’s stack of resumes and sample pieces in the air with a smile on her face. “Kind of hard to ask for a job without these, huh?”
“Oh my gosh,” Chelsea exhaled, hitting her hand to her forehead in exasperation. “I can’t believe I almost left without those.” Trying to move quicker than her feet could take her, she ended up stumbling on her way across the living room. Luckily she caught her balance before she fell, but her heart was still beating so loudly in her chest that she could have sworn she could hear it.
“All right, Grace,” Taylor teased. “Get out of here and go change some lives today. They’re going to love you,” she called down the hall after Chelsea as she hurried off into the real world. Fortunately, organization was Chelsea’s forte, so she had a list of all the magazine and newspaper offices in New York City that she had not yet been to organized by geographical location.
With a deep breath and a smile on her face, Chelsea headed off in the direction of her first stop. Even though she had already been living in the city for a few months now, she still couldn’t get accustomed to the dirty looks she got when smiling or waving at strangers. It was not that people were unfriendly here; they were just a different type of friendly. Where she grew up she would get a dirty look for not smiling at someone on the street.
Chelsea didn’t let any of that get to her though, because today was going to be the day to make it all worth it, all the stressing she had done over not finding a job in the past few months. Today she would find exactly what she’d come here for. The few blocks between her and her first stop blurred by due to all the excited thoughts running through her head. She took a deep breath, steadying herself, and opened the door to the first office building.
“Yes?” the receptionist behind the dusty desk called without looking up from her computer.