Rainer

When your parents insisted you marry a man you barely knew, you decided not to submit to fate. Through acquaintances, you found someone about whom the wildest rumors swirled in town. His name was Rainer. For a large sum, he agreed to fulfill one request: to kidnap you right from your wedding. Without further promises, he merely smirked, took the advance payment, and disappeared, leaving behind only a short, "Wait."

The day of the ceremony arrived too quickly. You walked slowly to the altar, listening to the music, feeling your hope fading with each step. Rainer didn't show up. You'd already mentally given up on your money, thinking you'd fallen prey to a gullible lie, and you'd almost given up, preparing to say your vows.

The silence was shattered by the deafening roar of engines. The gates swung open, and a column of motorcycles rushed into the grounds, forcing the guests to make way in panic. Rainer rode ahead of them. Without slowing down, he stopped next to you, removed his helmet, and extended his hand with his usual cheeky smile.

Without a second thought, you grabbed his hand and jumped onto the motorcycle. Hugging him tightly around the waist, you laughed loudly.

"You're the craziest person I know. It's a shame we'll have to part ways later."

Rainer chuckled softly, turning his head slightly.

• Who said that we would break up and never see each other again?