Chapter 105
After all her years on a motorcycle, Felicity had never felt so utterly powerless–never truly understood what it meant to be left in the dust until now.
She and Luná weren’t even in the same league.
This wasn’t a competition; it was Luna putting on a one–woman show, making Felicity look like an amateur in front of everyone.
Dames had been watching Luna for ages before he even noticed Felicity lagging behind. Crossing his arms and puffing out his cheeks in annoyance, he complained,
“Flick’s so slow! She’s crawling at turtle speed!”
Harrison lounged in a chair, the heavy racing suit unzipped to reveal a broad, powerful chest rising and falling with each breath. His gaze was fixed, unwavering, on Luna–no one had ever captured his attention like this before. Maybe that was the magic of extreme sports: once you started watching, it was impossible to look
away.
Selene finished her third lap first, pulling up at the finish line and signaling to
Adrian.
Adrian nodded and sent someone to contact the staff at the control booth.
A staff member’s voice crackled right into Felicity’s helmet,
“Miss Thompson, Luna has already completed the race. As agreed, please stop your bike and run to the finish line on foot.”
Felicity was a lap and a half behind Selene. That meant she had to run nearly three
miles!
But Felicity didn’t care what the staff was saying. She kept riding, refusing to stop.
Unbeknownst to her, the staff’s announcement echoed throughout the entire
stadium.
The crowd saw Felicity ignoring the call and began to shout:
“Get off the bike! Get off!”
“A bet’s a bet–pay up!”
“Trying to ride a bit longer so you don’t have to run? Nice try!”
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Felicity’s friends, scattered in the stands, cringed as the shouts grew louder. They were mortified.
One of the rich kids made his way to the control booth and used a private channel to reach Felicity over her headset.
“Felicity! Stop the bike–everyone’s booing you!”
Stunned, Felicity slammed on the brakes and yanked off her helmet. The roar from the stands crashed over her in waves.
“Can’t handle losing, huh?!”
“Get off! Get off!”
“Had the guts to challenge Luna, but not enough to admit defeat?!”
Felicity’s face flushed purple with embarrassment.
Truth was, she’d been hoping an extra few seconds on the bike would shave a little distance off her run. Now, being told to ditch the bike and hoof it to the finish line–that was humiliating.
But everyone knew about the bet between her and Luna. If she didn’t go the rest of the way on foot, she’d be the laughingstock of the entire community.
“Damn it!” Felicity cursed, slamming her helmet to the ground.
She jabbed her earpiece, connecting to the control booth.
“Luna’s bike is way better than mine. That’s the only reason she won!”
Her best friend tried to console her from the booth.
“So what? You lost, Felicity–just run the stretch. It’s not shameful to lose to Aldonia’s legendary racer!”
Felicity felt nothing but shame.
Run a little? She still had nearly two and a half miles to go.
No way was she about to run the whole distance, panting and red–faced. Instead, Felicity started pushing her heavy motorcycle along the track, trudging toward the finish line.
Technically, she was still honoring the bet. But after just a few minutes of hauling the weighty bike, Felicity was already out of breath, hair a mess, looking utterly defeated:
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Meanwhile, Selene had dismounted and turned to see Harrison and Dames striding toward her.
Dames bounded up, eyes sparkling like black jewels.
“Luna! You’re amazing! Do you have kids? I bet being your kid would be the luckiest thing in the world!”
He was besotted, completely starstruck.
“If I were your kid, I’d die happy! Luna, my dad’s a CEO–do you want to be his wife?” Selene met Dames‘ gaze through her helmet.
She’d raised him for five years, but never before had he looked at her with such worship.
Harrison’s deep voice cut through the moment, his dark eyes fixed on Luna with keen interest.
“Within three days, come to the Vaughn estate to collect your prize. If you don’t show up in person, the bet’s off.”
Selene’s lips curled into a subtle smile, laughter rumbling in her throat.
Her ex–husband–still as domineering as ever.
