All Chapters of Falling For The Biker : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Sierra’s POV I tried to walk past Mum, but she had her arms folded, stepping to the side. I tried the other, but she repeated the same thing. “Mum,” I said, frustrated. “Where are you going?” she asked. “I-” I stopped myself. “Don’t tell me you want to bring him back?” she questioned. “The gate is open. What if someone sneaks in? He needs to come home where it’s safe,” I said. “Really?” she pulled me back by the arm to the window. “Take a look.” She nudged her head to the side. Turning to the lawn below us, I could only sigh, my muscles relaxed. The gate was locked now, Elvis and his friends still having fun and unbothered. “Is it closed now?” she asked. “It is,” I reluctan

Sierra’s POV A fucking nightclub! It didn’t take long for me to regret my decision to go with her. She took me to one of the many places I never thought I would be . We stood before the building. The loud thumping of the speakers, distances away, didn’t sound pleasing to my ears. Eve stood beside me, smiling with glee, while I stared in shock. Either she was ignoring my discomfort or she was trying to get it out of me. We weren’t alone. Arthur tagged along saying, “He cannot let me experience such in his absence.” I didn’t understand it then, but now I do. On the other side, beside Arthur was Jackson. He happened to be awake and decided to “join the fun”. “This doesn’t look fun,” I said out loud, shaking my head. “Oh, come on. A friend of mine is throwing a part

Sierra’s POVMy heart skipped a beat, staring at the men with imposing auras and faces I could not see. They had on a mask and a gun they didn’t bother to hide. I took a subconscious step back.I knew it was wrong of me to come with Vance without informing anyone. I swallowed hard, turning to Vance. I knew there was nothing to protect myself with.The only weapon I had was now in Vance’s hands. But his expression made me frown. He looked just as shocked and almost as scared as I was. “I didn’t plan to hurt her, I promise,” Vance quickly said as two men came to his side, grabbing his arm.The knife clattered to a stop on the ground as he let go. “Sierra,” Arthur rushed in, hands on my shoulder, eyes scanning my body. “Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?” he asked.Arthur turned to Vance with clenched jaws. Before he could take any step forward, I held him back by the arm. “He didn’t hurt me,” I said.As much as I thought he was going to, Vance did not, and whatever he wanted to do before the

Sierra’s POV“Are you okay?” Mum asked.I nodded. “Yes,”I felt a little fatigued, but that could be from the nap. After all, too much sleep had a way of having the opposite effect to rest. “You look a little pale, and your neck is reddish,” she said.“I’m a little tired, and I must have laid wrong on the couch to cause the redness on my neck,” I explained.“Are you sure?”I chuckled. “Mum, I’m fine. Take care of Elvis, I’ll be back.”I headed out, stuffing my phone into my bag as I got to the gallery. Quickly, I joined Eve in her office, where the meeting was being held. A couple of hours later, and we were done.I slouched on the couch, finally feeling relaxed. “I’m glad that is over,” I said.“You almost made us lose such a big investment,” Eve said.“Sorry, boss. I think I exhausted myself. Crashed on the couch once I got home,” I said.I didn’t remember much after getting back home with Elvis. I felt my throat dry, so I helped myself to a glass of water, but after that, I woke up

Sierra’s POVWe rushed over to Jerry’s house with two police officers. I stood at the side with Mum, holding me back. I needed to let the professionals handle it. Arthur returned to us with the police officer minutes later.“The van was stolen days before it showed up in the alley. He reported it missing,” Arthur explained.“That doesn’t prove anything. Search his house. My son might be in there,” I argued.His words don't prove anything. I knew I didn’t know this man and why he might want to hurt my son, but it didn’t matter. “We did, he let us, but the house was clean,” the police officers said.“What about the van? We could have people search for it,” Jackson suggested.“I’ll send people on it,” Arthur replied, then turned to the officers. “If I get anything else, I’ll inform you.”They left, but my son was yet to be found. We returned to the house, feeling like an empty shell. The moon was almost out, which meant I wouldn’t be able to get my son anytime soon.My eyelids were red a