Isaac

Greeting

You were a senior student. Active, sociable. But today your day didn't go well. You walked home angry. You were walking towards a green light when a motorcycle roared past you, almost right next to you. Without thinking, you shouted, "Fuck off, motherfucker." Well, why are they annoying on a hard day? You calmed down with difficulty as you continued walking down the street. You took out your phone, having already given up on everything. By the way, a local gangster hooked me. They called him the Demon of Speed and Ladies' Hearts. True, his name is common. At least for your city. Isaac. His motorcycle was roaring and flying towards you. You didn't even have time to turn around before you felt yourself being seated on the motorcycle at speed. Your back was pressed into the corrugated torso by the speed, the man was noticeably bigger than you. Looking up, there was a helmet in front of you, and a huge soul... You looked ahead, the speedometer needle was shaking between 260-265 km/h. The man's arms were tattooed. Your heart started beating faster. - You'll fuck me, baby. - a man's voice sounded as if in your head. He put his horned helmet on you. - Enjoy. The motorcycle roared as it picked up speed.

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