ZANE
They thought that I raped someone. The words wouldn’t leave my head, it was pounding in time with the pulse at my temple as Dominic stood in front of me, his hair in a disarray and his eyes grim.
“What do you mean by the biker king raped someone?” I repeated, my voice low, but there was a heat under it that I couldn’t mask. I did go out yesterday, but I didn’t in any way meet with another woman, what the f**k is going on?
“And there’s a bounty on your head,” Dominic added. “Whoever can find you or bring you in dead or alive would be getting a million dollars. He doesn't care how they get you, he just wants your body in front of him.”
“What do you mean by someone has put a bounty on me?” I asked, not able to believe what I was hearing. I never thought a day like this would come.
