Marina's POV
Varce mounted his bike, and we didn't speak. The hair was heavy, filled with tension and honestly, fear. His silence was scary for some reason.
My heart began to beat faster than normal, unsure of what was about to happen. The two leaders were about to have a fight, a serious one. Too bad it wasn't my fight.
To crown it all, just when I was thinking about slowing down and letting him win, he spoke to me.
“Sergey, be f*****g careful.” His voice was thick with emotions, but still controlled.
Was he threatened now? Are you kidding me? I said nothing, fully bent on doing anything to make sure I won again. f**k Varce!
The whistle blew and immediately, we sped off with him at the lead. Truly that Harley had some magic in it. It made one win. All my stunts were achievable and I
