Aletta The Beautiful Belongs to Bad Boy Billioner

Aletta The Beautiful Belongs to Bad Boy Billioner
Chapter 11



Dioneel felt a burning adrenaline rush in his body as he drove his bike at full speed. In this wild race, he fights Max, his tough rival and has a reputation as the best driver in the city. They have both been looking forward to this moment, where they can show who is the most superior in the ability to ride a motorcycle.


Bright street lights illuminated the night, reflecting the shadows of the two of them that looked like invincible figures. The sound of their motor engines both rumbled along the deserted road. Both riders took high risks.


Dioneel and Max drove at high speed, through empty streets, through sharp turns with amazing skill. These two riders chase each other, overtake each other, and engage in inevitable chases.


"Dioneel, I won't let you just win this race!" max shouted in a loud voice through the window of his car.


"Of course, Max! You have to work hard if you want to beat me!" dioneel replied with a reassuring smile.


The two motors were like shadows racing against each other, combing the road at an astonishing speed. The smell of burning tires and the twang of their engine echoed in the night air, creating an atmosphere filled with the spirit of competition.


They crossed the bridge, overtaking other vehicles at nearly invisible speeds. Dioneel and Max continue to challenge each other and strive to exceed the limits of their own abilities. They do not hesitate to express their exceptional driving skills through risky actions.


As the race got closer to the finish line, Dioneel managed to gain a considerable lead over Max. He used every opportunity to jump forward and keep his position well. However, Max did not give up so easily. He gritted his teeth and gave everything he had in his last attempt to catch up.


With teary eyes and breathless gasps, Dioneel set the steering wheel of his motor with unparalleled precision and speed. He felt the adrenaline rush that was taking over his body.


“So, who is it?” ask Dion to Max.


Max looks upset, he got his 300 million and now the identity of Brutush the mechanic is revealed.


Max did not dwell this time, he got 300 million and a request Dioneel had to be granted. He releases the same Brutush which means by releasing his best mechanic, this makes Max very upset.


Max stared at the empty garage which was usually filled with the noise of the motor machines being repaired. However, this time, a painful silence filled the room. No more boisterous sounds from the sound of mechanical devices, and no more smell of gasoline in the air. Brutush, Max's loyal mechanic, has gone the painful way.


"How did this happen?" hiss Max with a voice full of anger. He felt humiliated, lost his honor and lost in an unfair manner. He blamed himself for being too confident about the superiority of his bike, so he could not predict the outcome of this adverse race.


Meanwhile, Dioneel, the evil and arrogant race winner, stands beside his beloved motorcycle with a mocking smile etched on his face. "Maybe you should learn not to show off your excellence in front of a better person, Max. Now, Brutush is mine. My Death Squad team is getting unstoppable!"


"You're dirty, Dioneel! You took everything that was precious to me!" max shouted with overflowing emotions. "It's not fair!"


Dioneel laughed cynically, ridiculing Max with his condescending attitude. "Adyl? Who said life was fair, Max? I just take what should be my right. Brutush is the best mechanic here, and now he's going to devote his talent to me. You're just a loser who doesn't deserve it."


Hearing those words, Max further burned his anger. His heart was filled with the desire for revenge. He couldn't let Dioneel ruin his life and take control of everything.


"Let's see who will win the next race, Dioneel" Max said in a determined voice. "I will prove that your luck is only for a moment. Brutush may have gone, but I'll find a better mechanic than him. And when I defeat you, you will feel a bitter defeat!"


Dioneel simply shook his head arrogantly. "Your dream is a delusion, Max. Nothing can stop my success. I'll be a champion constantly, while you'll still be a loser."


Max stared at Dioneel with fiery eyes. He put on a determined smile. "You'll regret provoking me, Dioneel. I will destroy all your pride, one race after another. And when the time comes, you'll feel the same pain I feel today."