CHAPTER 50

AARON'S POV

I was purposely speeding and pulling the brake to make her hold me tight. Her arms wrapped around my waist as she leaned on my back, and looked at the moving scenery.

I stopped the bike at the red signal, and tried to turn back to see her but she held on to me tight. My right hand slid to her right leg, as I caressed her exposed ankle.

My other hand gripped her left thigh, pulling her closer and caressing it. Her legs were stretched to both sides as her body was glued to my back.

The scene of her grandfather slapping her still played in front of my eyes. When Valencia ran out of her home, me and her brothers followed her here, worrying about her.

But when we reached the safe place, what we saw was her grandfather hitting her!! How can he slap his own granddaughter? And the way he talked to her— yelled at her was nothing but hatred towards her!

I don't know why but my heart broke the moment I saw the blank expression on her face. Her little happiness disappeared from her fa