Heart Racer

By: Marian Tee
(Heart Racer College Biker Romance Series)

Chapter One

“I didn’t know Derek Christopoulos had a brother.”

“Oh my God, they look so much alike. They must be related.”

“Somebody pinch me. I must be dead or dreaming. I’m about to have an orgasm just looking at those two. It’s not right to have them together like that. They’re going to have all of us running out of oxygen. Oh my God, they’re coming this way—”

Leandro Christopoulos looked at his older cousin with faint amusement in his gaze, which was the same dark blue shade as Derek’s. Both of them were also tall, dark-haired, olive-skinned, and rugged-looking, all typical characteristics of their Greek bloodline.

Giggling, shrieking, gawking – everything one would expect from groupies for rock stars. That was how the girls were acting around them. It was insane.

He commented dryly in their native language, “How does your Jaike stand this mass hysteria about you?”

Derek flushed. “It’s not something I court deliberately.” There was the slightest defensive tone to his voice.

Leandro smirked. “Your problem as always is that you’re too friendly and charming, like a damn prince.”

“I am what I am, and Jaike knows I only want her.” Derek tapped the ring on his finger pointedly.

The engagement ring had Leandro shaking his head. Although his cousin was older than him by several years, Derek was still too young in his opinion to get engaged. He had already met Derek’s fiancée Jaike of course. She was a lovely girl, but that didn’t mean Derek had to marry her right away.

Derek was one of the most eligible bachelors in his country – scion to a political dynasty and heir to a Greek business empire. Why would he tie himself down so early in life? Was Derek truly foolish enough to believe that what he had was true love instead of a result of strong compatibility and sexual attraction?

“And finally, here’s the cafeteria,” Derek said, drawing Leandro out of his thoughts. “It’s one of the most beautiful in the world, winning awards all over.”

Leandro nodded, considering his surroundings with feigned interest. It was beautifully decorated in wood and cream, looking more like a hotel lobby than a canteen for students.

Everything about Christopoulos University was beautiful actually, but it left him cold. If he had to be honest about it, it left him grim. Everything about it – everything about America – reminded Leandro of the fucking mess he had made of his life.

Derek considered his cousin thoughtfully, thinking carefully about what he had to say next. Finally, as he was loathe to speak dishonestly, he said with care, “I know why you’re here. Your mother has told my parents, who in turn told me. I’m not the type to meddle so rest assured that I will not try to dictate to you in any way. However, I also ask that you respect all the major rules, as I wouldn’t want the university to have any kind of unsavory reputation that could be linked to our name.”

“Understood.” And Leandro did. Derek only meant one thing – and that was not to join any more underground races.

“Do you have any other questions?”

“Yes.” Leandro paused then asked seriously, “Can you recommend any girl who’s likely to win my parents’ approval? I need to have a girlfriend by this weekend.”

Derek’s eyebrow shot up. “A girlfriend?”

“Preferably someone boring and plain, super smart, a good girl that any mother would love to have as a daughter-in-law.”

“Good girls would run away from the mere sight of you.”

A sexy smile flashed on his lips, but it did not reach Leandro’s eyes, turning him into a coldly beautiful man. “I don’t think there’s any girl who’d reject all that I have to offer.” He wasn’t boasting but merely stating a fact. He had been receiving propositions from extremely gorgeous women twice his age as early as thirteen years old.

“Well, I won’t be able to recommend anyone to you. That’s no different from offering a sacrificial lamb, knowing you’re likely to hurt any girl dating you.”

“But it will hurt so good,” Leandro countered, and as if proving his point, he allowed himself a slight smile.

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