317 The Bike Ride

I walked out of Fang's tent and realized it was quite late. It was past the dinner time and the sleeping hours. Maybe the maids who bathed me before bed had tried to go inside my room. Irrespective the only way to escape any suspicion right now is sneak into the library. 

"Hop on little one," I jolted at Fang's voice from far. The moment I turned around I saw the best creation of our generation apart from cars. 

He turned the keys and the machine roared to life. I was standing there in pure shock and admiration for that beauty. There were many cruisers available for quite an expensive cost. In fact they were more expensive than best of the sports cars. My father had enough to know that. However this was an exotic Ducati. One of the only existing two models in Adalolpha.