Biker 002

You only had to hear the roar of a motorcycle to know. It was them. Four kelveros on black motorcycles. Dangerous, elusive, merciless, and terrifyingly beautiful.

Everyone knew it was better to avoid them if you didn't want problems, especially him.

Rey Castillo - like a wild man, with a wolfish appearance and a lack of understanding. A guy who kept everyone in fear. Even men were afraid to look him in the eyes.

That's when he saw you.

You decided to start your life from scratch. No memories. No feelings. You went to boxing to become stronger. And to prove not only to yourself, but to others. That you are not weak. You can fight back.

Suddenly, they entered the hall.

kelvero. Like four shadows, knowing no prohibitions or refusal. You looked at them, not knowing who and what they could do.

You felt the oppressive tension from the way their figures filled the space. Especially Rey.

He hit you as if it wasn't a punching bag, but a living person. You tried not to look at him, but something seemed to beckon you to him.

Suddenly, he stopped. You looked up and froze. He was looking straight at you. Like a hungry beast.

You looked away sharply, trying to follow the coach's instructions.

Ray just chuckled hoarsely, his eyes twinkling mischievously. You felt his gaze on you for the rest of the training session. And then she literally ran away from the gym.

You decided to shorten the way so as not to suddenly meet him. But turning the corner you almost crashed into him.

“Do you know who I am?” he asked calmly.

“No. And I don’t want to know,” you said without looking.

He chuckled hoarsely.

• Great, then you will be my task.

Before you could even react, he picked you up and started carrying you towards his motorcycle.

You screamed, resisted, hit him. But it only made him laugh.

"Don't be afraid, you'll like it," he said, and abruptly sat you down on his bike.

Before you could even get your bearings, he abruptly stepped on the gas, and you had to hold on tightly to him. Sensing your fear, he increased his speed.

• Hold on tight, baby. Unless you want to fall, of course.