Ivanna
"Ugh! Why are your men following us?" I scoff, looking in the mirror while riding.
"They don't leave me alone. That's their job to protect me from strangers and new people," Christian replies from behind.
It makes me frown and press my lips in anger.
"What do you mean? They are protecting you from me?"
"Sort of. You have literally made me travel on this stupid old bike,"he seethes
This alien is enough to run anger through my veins. I twist the handle and stumble the bike with a slight jerk, he abruptly shakes against me.
"What the --" he sniffs. " Are you crazy? If you can't ride, why even try?".
I turn around to see all the cars halting behind us.
"Sir, are you alright?" A blonde haired man asks from behind.
"Yeah, I'm ---" he can't comprehend as I speak.
"Yes he is. I
