I said to Alfonso. “He said he’d been here in twenty minutes.” Alfonso peered out the curtains of Holden’s living room windows and looked down toward the street. “I don’t think he’s coming,” I said. “Try calling him again.” I dialed his number. No answer. “Something’s going on,” I said, fearing the worst. Holden was a very jealous man and I could only imagine the extremes he would go to to secure the thing he wanted the most: me. “I have to get Sterling involved. He’s the only one who can talk some sense into Holden.” Alfonso and I headed towards the mansion in Brentwood, and my stomach dropped the second I saw Dalton’s gray Range Rover in the driveway. “He’s here,” I said, unbuckling my seatbelt and slowly climbing out. I tried asking myself why he’d have run to Sterling before coming to me.
What do You think about Biker Stepbrother - Part Two?
