SCARLET POV
I had just killed the engine and took off my helmet when I watched the scene unfold.
"Are you insane?" Nathan snapped at Sebastian. He could have fallen into the still-arriving bikes for carelessly attacking one of the riders like this.
"What the hell are you even doing over here?" Sebastian shot back. "That woman's bike earlier—unless I'm mistaken, it was yours."
"Yeah. It’s one of mine.” Nathan nodded, not following where Sebastian was going with it, but I was.
Sebastian’s voice turned threateningly low. "Then she is with you?"
"No," Nathan answered Sebastian's question, his eyes locked on me. He would have thought I was riding the bike, but he also wouldn’t turn me over to Sebastian. Not when he was in this state.
The mystery rider wasn’t me. I smirked like the devil
