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2026-03-18 03:06:14
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In Bed With The MC President The boy
MilaI felt a sudden, unexpected warmth flare in my chest. He had remembered I was pregnant. The man who had spent days psychologically picking me apart had just made me a hot chocolate because he knew I couldn't have the caffeine."Thank you…" I muttered softly, wrapping my cold hands around the warm ceramic.Aaron took his black espresso and leaned against the counter opposite me. He took a slow sip, his green eyes watching me carefully over the rim of the cup."Well." I started again, blowing softly on the hot chocolate. "I am glad you are back. The koi fish were getting incredibly arrogant without you here to stare them down.."Nothing. Not even a twitch of his jaw. He was a stone wall.Sighing again, I lifted the mug to my lips and took a long, greedy sip. It was incredible. It tasted like warmth and comfort. But as I pulled the mug away, I realized I had tipped it entirely too fast.A large, ridiculous portion of chocolate was planted firmly on the tip of my nose.I tried to loo
In Bed With The MC President Coffee
MilaFor a second, I thought I had hallucinated the word."Coffee?" I repeated. "With you?"Aaron didn't sigh, but the tightening of his jaw suggested I was testing the absolute limits of his newly discovered patience. "Generally, when I ask someone if they would like coffee, it implies joint consumption, yes."I blinked. The idea of sitting down with Aaron Allison voluntarily was absurd. A week ago, I would have rather locked myself in the bathroom. But right now, looking at the exhaustion lined around his mouth and the loneliness he had suffered from, I couldn't say no."Okay." I breathed out. "Yes. Coffee sounds nice."He gave a single nod and turned on his heel. I followed him as he led the way to the massive, state-of-the-art kitchen tucked into the back of the East Wing.The kitchen was ridiculously large and entirely white. The morning sunlight reflected off spotless surfaces. It looked less like a place to cook food and more like a laboratory.Aaron immediately walked over to
In Bed With The MC President Mila can’t know about this
ReaperMy knuckles crashed with bone.The man beneath me gagged, choking on a mouthful of his own blood. I didn't give him a second to breathe. I grabbed him by the collar of his soaked leather jacket, dragging his dead weight up just enough to slam my right fist into his jaw a second time.His head snapped back.Rain slicked my hair to my forehead, dripping down the leather of the Midnight Reapers cut. The patch I loved with my heart. I was wearing it again for the last seven days.For weeks, I had been suffocating in custom-tailored Tom Ford suits, shaking hands with corporate snakes, smiling politely.But out here, in the dark, I was exactly what the streets demanded me to be. I was the monster."Enough, Reaper." Justin’s rough voice cut through the sound of the rain. "He is done. You are just tenderizing meat at this point."I slowly released my grip on the man's collar, throwing him fully into the mud. He was a lieutenant for the Skulls, the bastard who had plotted the burning
In Bed With The MC President Ruined
MilaI should have moved. But my bare feet were numb against the cold floor and all I had on was a thin robe that offered absolutely no protection against the freezing presence of the man standing inches in front of me. But I didn't step aside.A week ago, I would have scrambled out of his path with my heart in my throat, terrified of the billionaire heir who looked at me like a chess piece. But Rose’s story echoed loudly in my ears. I didn't see a monster anymore. I saw a man who had just spent seven days standing over the grave of the only father who had ever truly claimed him, returning to a house full of people who didn't even acknowledge his pain.I traced the harsh, exhausted lines of his face. A dark shadow of stubble dusted his sharp jawline. His hair, usually styled to corporate perfection, was slightly tousled by the wind.He didn't look like the untouchable billionaire heir who held the Wylder family strings. He looked like a man who had spent the last seven days standing
In Bed With The MC President Blocking
MilaThe next seven days passed in a suffocating, isolated routine.The walls of the East Wing felt like a beautifully decorated prison cell. Rose tried to visit when she could. But I knew she was a doctor and her shifts were brutal. Most days, I only saw her for ten minutes before she collapsed from exhaustion.Aaron was completely gone. Just as Rose had predicted, he vanished from the estate the very next morning. I guessed he had went to the coast to mourn the father who had actually loved him, far away from the family that only used him. The sudden absence of his presence should have made the house feel lighter, but it only made the silence louder.And Ryan...He became even busier. Every night, he came back to our suite hours past midnight. I would pretend to be asleep, listening to the sound of his boots dropping to the floor and the quiet rustle of his suit jacket being tossed over a chair. He would slide into bed, pulling me against his chest, burying his face in my neck as i
In Bed With The MC President Two worlds
Havoc"Does Gunner know?”Hearing his question, a humorless laugh found its way up my throat. "If Gunner knew, do you honestly think I would be sitting here with a pulse, drinking piss-warm beer?" I shook my head. "No. He doesn't know. If he found out I was putting my hands on his little sister, he wouldn't care that I am wearing the President's patch. He would walk into the clubhouse, put a bullet right between my eyes, and turn himself over to the club for judgment. And honestly? I wouldn't even fight back."Ryan’s shoulders dropped slightly though his eyes remained dark with concern. "How the hell did you manage to keep it from him?""By lying. Every single day." I leaned my head back against the cracked booth. "Sneaking around like a goddamn teenager. Meeting her in the dark. Keeping my distance whenever Gunner was in the room so he wouldn't see the way I looked at her."I closed my eyes, the memory of last night burning behind my eyelids. "He came into the office and told me abou
In Bed With The MC President He… broke me
Havoc’s POVThe sound of Ryan’s fist crushing Caleb’s face was the sweetest thing I had heard in years.But the sight of my sister wiped it from my mind instantly.“Mila.” I knelt before her on the floor. My heart was bleeding.I was the VP of the Night Reapers. I had broken bones, stabbed men and w
Last Updated : 2026-03-17In Bed With The MC President The stranger from last night
MilaThe line went dead. The tiny screen went black.My hand slipped from my ear, and the phone felll onto the carpet inches from my face. I didn't know if he heard me. I didn't even know who he was. The voice had been deep, dark and nothing like Justin. I was certain it wasn’t Justin. It wasn’t m
Last Updated : 2026-03-17In Bed With The MC President Help
Five hours ago…MilaStepping out of that damn mysterious house, I decided to walk.I didn’t know how long or how far I would or can go. I just walked fast, not looking back until the numbness in my legs matched the numbness in my heart.“Disappear before I wake up.”The words replayed in my head l
Last Updated : 2026-03-17In Bed With The MC President He is coming
ReaperI stared at the shattered screen of the burner phone. I felt shame, terror and sensation I couldn't name and hadn’t felt in years.Mila.She was the one with pigtails I used to tease when she was a kid. The one I hadn’t seen in years since she moved to another city for high school. Justin us
Last Updated : 2026-03-17
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