Briar
“We’ll keep you posted on any information we find,” The police officer said.
“Do you think he’ll turn up?” I asked.
“I’m telling you this for your own good. These gang boys aren’t stable.”
“Severin isn’t in a gang. He’s in a motorcycle club,” I corrected the officer.
“Alright, sweetheart. The clubs in this town cause just as much trouble.”
Sure, Severin got into a few fights, but there was a good reason for each one. I didn’t tell the officer that because it would only fuel his misconceptions.
“I just want him to come home. He’s not answering his phone.”
“Where did you meet this guy anyway? You look like a decent girl, and judging by your expensive clothes, you come from a well-to-do family.”
If only he knew my father was a billionaire and I was his only child.
“We met o
