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Chapter 160: First Blood

작가: Sarah John
last update 게시일: 2026-05-23 16:00:23

AXEL POV

One week after our blowout, the mansion had transformed into a mausoleum.

Emilia and I barely spoke. When we did cross paths in the sprawling corridors or the kitchen, we moved past each other like polite strangers, navigating the wreckage of our marriage with terrifying care. I took over the domestic orbit, throwing myself entirely into caring for Marco. She ran the empire from behind closed doors. We coexisted in a fragile, high-tension vacuum, nothing more.

I was st
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  • Biker's Forbidden Desire   Chapter 161: The Language of Deterrence

    AXEL POVThe doors opened almost instantly. Ricci stepped inside, his posture rigid. "Donna Moretti?""Regarding the Genovese hit," Emilia said, her voice dropping into a cold, absolute register that sent a shiver down my spine. "I want a swift, equivalent response. Find out exactly who pulled the trigger on Vinnie Greco. Target that individual. If you cannot find him, find a soldier of equal rank within their Queens operation. Clean hit. No collateral damage. No civilian interference."Ricci’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, a look of profound, newfound respect washing over his face. "Yes, Donna. When do you want it executed?""Tonight," she said without a flicker of hesitation. "I want this handled before the sun rises.""Understood, Donna." He turned and exited, practically vibrating with lethal purpose.Emilia stood by the window, watching the rain beat against the glass. "Did I just make a catastrophic mistake, Axel?""No," I said sof

  • Biker's Forbidden Desire   Chapter 160: First Blood

    AXEL POVOne week after our blowout, the mansion had transformed into a mausoleum.Emilia and I barely spoke. When we did cross paths in the sprawling corridors or the kitchen, we moved past each other like polite strangers, navigating the wreckage of our marriage with terrifying care. I took over the domestic orbit, throwing myself entirely into caring for Marco. She ran the empire from behind closed doors. We coexisted in a fragile, high-tension vacuum, nothing more.I was standing by the kitchen island, watching Marco in his high chair. He was covered in mashed bananas, smearing them across the plastic tray with a bubbling, joyous laugh, entirely oblivious to the rot consuming his parents' world. For a second, watching him, I could pretend we were just a normal family.Then my phone vibrated violently against the marble.I picked it up. Ricci."What's wrong, Ricci?" I asked, my voice instinctively dropping into the low, clipped register of a man who

  • Biker's Forbidden Desire   Chapter 159: The Revelation of Shadow

    AXEL POV"Why do you keep asking me that?!""Because I need you to open your eyes and see the shadow over your own face!" I stepped closer, staring into the eyes of the woman I loved, searching desperately for a trace of the girl from the library. "You are losing yourself, Em. You are becoming the exact monster you hated about me. You sound like Vincent.""I am becoming successful!""You are becoming obsessed!""So what if I am?!" she fired back, her chin snapping up, her voice ringing with an arrogant, chilling clarity. "What is so inherently wrong with being exceptional at something? What is wrong with holding the power?""Nothing," I whispered, my heart breaking into distinct, jagged pieces. "Unless

  • Biker's Forbidden Desire   Chapter 158: Power's Temptation

    AXEL POVEmilia came home late. Again.The grandfather clock in the hallway was chiming midnight when the heavy front doors clicked shut. I was sitting in the dim light of our bedroom, rocking Marco. He was eight months old, teething violently, his cheeks flushed a brilliant, feverish red. He’d been crying for hours—sharp, inconsolable shrieks that tore at my chest because no matter how I paced, no matter how much chilled teething gel I used, I couldn't give him peace."Hey," a quiet voice whispered from the doorway.I looked up. Emilia stood framed by the threshold, her charcoal-grey power suit pristine, though her eyes carried the heavy glaze of exhaustion. "Is he okay?""Teething," I said, my voice rough and clipped. "Been crying fo

  • Biker's Forbidden Desire   Chapter 157: The Prison Visit

    EMILIA POVThe drive to the upstate federal maximum-security facility took two agonizing hours.I went completely alone, navigating the winding, rain-slicked highway in absolute silence. It was a direct defiance of Captain Ricci’s frantic security warnings, and it was a betrayal of the desperate plea Axel had made to me before I left the house.“Vincent is pure poison, Em,” Axel had begged, his grip bruising my wrists in the dim light of the foyer. “He will find your fracture. He will manipulate you, get inside your head, and make you think his thoughts are your own.”“I can handle Vincent,” I had snapped back, pulling my hands away to adjust my coat.“That’s exactly what I told myself before he ruined my life.”“I am not you, Axel.”“No,” he had whispered, his hands dropping to his sides, his eyes looking older than the mansion itself. “That’s becoming

  • Biker's Forbidden Desire   Chapter 156: The Queen and the Reaper

    EMILIA POV"Are you?" Axel challenged, his eyes boring into mine, stripping away my corporate armor. "Or are you dragging your feet because you actually love the weight of that crown? Admit it, Emilia. You like being the Donna. You like the control. You like the fact that twenty hardened killers hold their breath when you walk into a room."I choked on my next breath, the words dying in my throat. I wanted to scream at him, to tell him he was wrong, to call him a hypocrite.But I couldn't. Because deep down, in the quiet, ugly corners of my mind, I knew he was right.I did like it. I liked the sharp, intoxicating thrill of commanding a room. I liked the intellectual victory of out-maneuvering men who had spent their lives playing a bloody game. For the first time in my life, I wasn't a victim of the mafia. I wasn't a bargaining chip or a grieving sister. I was the master of the board."So what if I do?" I challenged, lifting my chin, my voice turning r

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