If there was anyone in the world who would never betray Alex it was his motorbike. He often went on night trips with it and if he didn't have a girl sitting behind him and then in his bed, it wasn't a real evening. Alex was a bit of a womanizer and girls liked bad guys with motorbikes and Alex reflected perfectly that. He made the same rounds and every time he stopped in front of a house and he didn't know why but he found himself staring at it very often. One day, an old lady came out of it and noticed him but instead of shouting and tell him to go away, she greeted him with a smile and Alex couldn't help but reciprocate. After all, he was a sweet boy under the leather jacket. But just with special people. And the girls he was with weren't special at all, in fact he didn't even smiled at them or told them sweet things.

It was a summer evening and Alex still found himself in front of the same house, the engine of the motorbike was audible but not that he cared, he was waiting for a girl as usual but he took a breath of fresh air, taking off his helmet. While he was looking at his phone and texting with the girl, a female figure appeared, and it wasn't the girl he was waiting for, no... she almost looked innocent. Alex was enchanted and blinked completely in love and it wasn't a look he looked at every girl with. "You would be?" he snorted trying to hide the attraction he felt for the stranger.