Badboy Ace novel Chapter 61

Ryn's pov

"I'm fine." I grumbled massaging the hand the asshole had stepped on. I looked around for the other rider but didn't spot him. "Where's the other rider?" I asked confused.

Ace smirks. "Dead with his other friend." He laughs. "I suggest you do what you were planning to do now because I think they've caught on to what is going on." Ace says and points at the truck that was ahead of the one I was on. It starts speeding up, almost out of sight now as they swerved on the dirt road that led up to the dock.

I nodded and bend down to take the knife in my boots. Clinging on to it I walked to the side where I knew the passenger's seat was. I looked down and smirked when the window was fully open. Well that was easy.

Looking back at Ace I give him a salute and smirked when he rolled his eyes in feigned annoyance. I crouched down, hold on to the sides and swung my body through the opened window. I land on one of the men, He lets out a grunt before I swing my elbow back, smashing his nose until he knocks out cold.

The driver hands grip the steering wheel in fright and the truck skids. I gripped the knife and placed it on his neck. He visibly stiffens and gulps audibly. "Pull over." I spat. He nods quickly before complying.

The truck slowly pulls to the side and comes to a halt. "Get out." I grumble. His shaky hands fumbles with the door handle before he opens it.

Ace stops before us and gets out. He marches towards us and opens the passenger door. He pulls me out carefully then pulls out the unconscious man. He falls with a thud on the dirt.

Ace turns to me and glares. "Are you mad? You could've gotten hurt Ryn!" He hisses and scans my body.

I rolled my eyes and sucked my teeth. "But I didn't."

His eyes turned to slits. "Don't do that shit again!" He warns and walks over to the man who was currently looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. I followed him stepping over the man that was knocked out.

"Open the back of the truck!" Ace demanded. The man nods quickly, takes the keys and his shaky hands fumbles with it. He walks to the back of the truck with Ace and I at his heels.

He clumsily opens the doors and steps aside. "It's ju-st bi-kes." He stutters.

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and snort. I entered inside and strutted to one of the bikes. I leaned over it and started searching in the bodywork. I pull out a small bag filled with cocaine and throw it at him. "Yeah just bikes my ass."

He stumbles back crashing into Ace who pushed him away roughly. "Watch it man!" Ace spits then looks at me. "Leila was right after all."

I nod and get out of the truck. I looked at the terrified man and bit my lips in contemplation. He wore a grey shirt, loose jeans and finished it with a black cap. I noticed that they both wore the same thing which made me believe that it was their uniform.

I clenched the bottom of my shirt and started ripping it. "What the hell are you doing?" Ace roared coming to block the view of my bare stomach.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't have cuffs with me so this will have to do." I grunt as I finished tearing the material. I was left with a crop top and my stomach on display.

Ace glared at me. "I could've tore my shirt instead." He spits vexed.

I arched a brow. "Who says you aren't?"

I smirked. "Come on baby tear that shirt off." I teased, holding the ripped material in my hands and reached out for his. Gripping it in my hands I started tearing it. His orbs staring directly into my own and his pupils dilate as he watches my actions.

In our moment something zooms pass us and moves us from our trance. I turned around to see that it was Becca on a pink kid scooter. She wobbles unsteady and falls off, the scooter falling in a heap on the dirt she groans, gets up, dusting off the dirt on her clothes.

She turns around sheepishly. "Sorry I'm late." She says walking towards us in the process stepping on the unconscious man. She lets out a whoops but doesn't turn back to check on him.