Riding My Father In Law: Dealing with the Devil
Lyra Cross knew exactly what she was doing when she walked down that aisle.
Marrying Killian Maddox wasn’t love, it was strategy. A peace treaty in a leather jacket.
The Crimson Fangs’ princess had just one mission: infiltrate the Iron Revenants, spy on the enemy, and burn their empire from the inside out.
What she didn’t plan for was Dominic “Grave” Maddox.
Her new father-in-law.
Forty-two. Billionaire. Biker king. Deadly in every way that mattered.
One kiss from him, and the mission started to crumble. Somehow he saw through her lies, stripped her walls bare, and made her forget who she was supposed to be.
The way he looked at her wasn’t right… it was sinful.
And when he touched her, it felt like a war she didn’t want to win.
Back home, her father and her biker-boyfriend Marcus were waiting for the signal. They thought she was still their weapon.
But Grave made her something else entirely.
His.
Now she is trapped between blood and desire, vengeance and addiction because the man she’s falling for isn’t just her enemy… he might be the monster who killed her mother.
When that truth comes out, it won’t just break their twisted bond. It will start a war that leaves nothing but ash and sin behind.
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Chapter: Bullet in your brain CHAPTER 5Grave's POV I built the Iron Revenants on spilled blood and a name no one dared whisper twice.By forty-two, I had buried more men than I could count, and trust me, didn’t lose sleep over it. If anything, I slept better with each one gone. That’s what happens when your reputation walks into a room before you do.Loyalty keeps you alive in my world.Disloyalty? It will get your face smashed into the pavement before your mama can cry over your bones.I don’t pretend to be a good man. I am the man that good men send for when things get dirty.And right now?I am about ten seconds from dragging my own son outside and reminding him why this empire was built in my name, not his.I missed his wedding, Killian’s big day, because some dipshit crew out of Phoenix thought they could start flexing on my turf. Took me three days to remind them how I handle threats through silence, fire, and bullet holes.By the time I got back, the vows had already been exchanged, and the party was over
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Chapter: Sin dipped in honey CHAPTER 4Lyra's POVThe stranger smiled, and Jesus, it wrecked me. That hard face, so sharp and ruthless, went soft around the edges. Like sin dipped in honey.“Does it really matter?” he asked slowly, his voice smooth as bourbon. “Tonight, we are just two broken souls hiding in plain sight.”Fair.“Then here’s to strangers,” I replied, raising my glass with a shaky hand.“To strangers,” he echoed, clinking his glass against mine.Our eyes locked in that moment, lingering for a second too long, and the air between us suddenly became… heavy.All of a sudden, everything felt like it was tilting.“Whoa, careful,” he whispered, reaching out as my elbow almost slipped.“I am fine,” I lied, even though the room was spinning like a Tilt-a-Whirl on acid.His grip was strong. Rough fingers wrapped around my arm, steadying me. “When the last time you had something to eat?”I blinked, too tried to think.“Uhmm… I should… I should go,” I suddenly mumbled, sliding off the barstool.But that was a
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Chapter: Mine to FuckCHAPTER 3Lyra's POV Killian stood up, his naked body towering with strong muscles adorned with tattoos, his chain swinging as he took one step towards me.“That marriage certificate makes you mine,” he growled. “Mine to fuck. Mine to ignore. Mine to get rid of if you turn into a pain in my ass. So fix your attitude, princess, or I’ll do it for you.”We faced off, close and tense. His breath heavy, mine ice cold.“Yours?” I repeated softly, cocking my head. “You think a piece of paper makes me yours?”“That’s right.”I dragged my gaze over him. Down. Then back up. Slowly. Letting my disgust show in every glance. “I have seen bigger dicks on twelve-year-olds. If that sad excuse for masculinity is what’s keeping you afloat, Killian, you are already drowning.”The women gasped, and one even choked on her laughter.Killian’s face turned red with anger. “You fucking bitch…”I was already walking without looking back. His voice echoed after me, slurred threats and wounded pride, but it bou
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Chapter: Am I The Problem CHAPTER 2Lyra’s POV I had only been married to Killian Maddox for two days, and I already wished he was dead.Not metaphorically. Not poetically. Dead.He wasn’t just incompetent. He was a spoiled, entitled waste of space who couldn’t lead a pack of stray dogs to a meat truck, let alone run a billion‑dollar MC empire. Every fucking time his name crossed my mind, it filled me with anger.On our wedding night, he had passed out from alcohol before he could even try to touch me. Thank goodness because if he had tried, I swear I might have been tempted to cut his dick off right there and then. I hadn’t seen him since that night. He stumbled out of our room at dawn, mumbling something about “club business,” and disappeared. Part of me wondered if he had ended up in a ditch somewhere. Part of me secretly hoped he had. Over the past two days, I had been carefully mapping out this place. His house wasn’t just a house; it was a fortress. Endless hallways decorated with expensive leather fu
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Chapter: Destruction CHAPTER 1Lyra's POV I never imagined I would be wearing white at my own funeral, but that was exactly what this felt like - a wedding disguised as a goddamn funeral.I was about to marry into the Iron Revenants, the very same bastards who put my mother six feet under. They were my enemies, the family of the man who pulled the trigger and left my mother bleeding in the dirt like roadkill.Grave Maddox.I had been thirteen when they brought her body back. Barely a kid, but old enough to grasp the gruesome details. She had begged for mercy, but he showed none. One shot. Clean and final. My father recounted the story so many times that it carved itself into my very being. A bedtime story soaked in blood.I swore on her graveside that I would burn them all to ash.And now, here I was, walking down an aisle lined with chrome and roses, heading straight into the lion’s den with a knife strapped to my thigh and revenge curled tightly inside my gut like a fist.The rev of bikes outside rumb
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