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In Bed With The MC President Love isn't enough
MilaI stared down at him. He was kneeling on the floor of his own club.He looked completely wrecked. The scars from his violent past standing out against his skin under the glare of the desk lamp. His knuckles were bruised black and blue, the sign of the violence he had committed just hours ago.He was right. He was in the mud.And seeing him like this, completely surrendered, utterly terrified of losing me… tore my heart entirely down the middle.A violent tremor shook my entire body. Fresh, hot tears spilled over my lower lashes, tracking slowly down my frozen cheeks.I didn't want him on his knees. I never wanted him to break."Ryan." I sobbed.I took a trembling step forward. I wanted to drop to my knees right there beside him. Every instinct, every cell in my body, was screaming at me to close the distance, to bury my face in his neck, to hold him until the terror in his eyes finally faded.But my feet refused to move."You still don't understand." My voice was shaking so badl
In Bed With The MC President Terrified
Ryan“… I was fighting myself. But looks like I did it all for nothing..."A agonizing pause stretched through the air. My chest tightened so painfully I could barely stand."You know what I have went through, Justin." She continued. Every word drove a knife straight through my heart. "My last marriage almost killed me. Yeah, Ryan didn't hurt me… physically but didn't he do the same thing I tried so hard to escape from? The manipulations, the lies, keeping me in the dark."I stopped breathing. The blood roared in my ears, completely drowning out the noise of the clubhouse.Caleb. She was comparing me to Caleb. The abusive monster I had ripped her away from. The man who had locked her in a cage and broken her spirit. I had spent every waking moment trying to prove I was nothing like him, trying to build a safe haven for her and my own lies had just put her right back in that headspace."Justin… I… I feel like I am back in Caleb’s cage again." Mila sobbed softly. The sound alone physic
In Bed With The MC President Her voice
RyanI took the final corner leading to the southside industrial district so fast the Porsche's tires screamed in violent protest, the rear end fishtailing over the cracked asphalt before I forced it back into a straight line.My heart was hammering against my ribs like a sledgehammer. My eyes scanned the dark, gritty streets until the high chain-link fences of the Midnight Reapers compound finally came into view.And right there, parked directly across the street from the main gates, was my matte-black armored SUV.I slammed my foot on the brake pedal. The silver sports car screeched to a halt mere inches from the SUV’s rear bumper. I didn't even bother turning the engine off. I threw open the driver's door and vaulted out into the freezing night air.Aaron was leaning casually against the hood of my SUV. He was still holding his ceramic mug of coffee, looking completely unbothered by the fact that he was surrounded by hostile gang territory at four in the morning."What the fuck did
In Bed With The MC President Afraid of losing
MilaJustin looked entirely paralyzed as his bloodshot eyes darted from my pale face down to the oversized, familiar black hoodie I was drowning in."Mila…" Justin breathed out and instantly stood up, pushing his chair back. "What the hell are you doing here? It's four in the morning. Where is Ryan?"I didn't answer him. I stepped fully into the dimly lit office and click the door shut behind me.Then I looked at the scattered ledgers on his desk. I looked at the dark grease staining his knuckles."Mila, talk to me.” Justin demanded softly, stepping around the desk. His hands were raised slightly in a placating gesture, like he was trying to calm a startled animal. "Why are you out here? Is it the baby? Did something happen to…"I shook my head and stepped away from him. "The dirt is packed tight?" I quoted the exact words he texted him. "Feral dogs won't find the body?"Hearing what I said, all the color completely vanished from Justin's face. He stared at me in pure terror. He knew
In Bed With The MC President Where is Mila?
RyanThe cold woke me first.Though my mind was still clouded with sleep, I swept my hand across the expanse of the king-sized mattress, expecting to pull Mila’s warm, soft body back against my chest.I expected the familiar scent of vanilla and the gentle curve of her pregnant belly pressing into my side.Instead, my knuckles brushed against smooth silk.She wasn't there.My eyes snapped open. The velvet curtains were still drawn, keeping the massive suite in total darkness. But there was no else except for me."Mila?" I murmured.The only response was Silence.I pushed myself up onto my elbows. The bathroom door was wide open, completely pitch black inside. She wasn't in there.A sharp prickle of unease crawled up the back of my neck. The instincts I had spent the last week actively trying to bury… instantly flared to life. I threw the duvet off my legs and swung my feet over the bed.My bare heel came down on something hard resting on the floor.The phone.Without wasting a second
In Bed With The MC President Looking for your brother
MilaI held my breath. Every instinct I had was screaming at me to push him away, to remind him that I was Ryan's wife, that I was carrying his nephew. But I felt strengthless. He shifted his weight, leaning just a fraction of an inch closer. "You are shaking." Aaron murmured."I am cold." I breathed out, the lie sounding pathetic even to my own ears.Aaron’s eyes flicked back up to mine. The corner of his mouth twitched with a smirk that made my pulse completely skyrocket. Slowly, he lifted his right hand. He didn't touch my face. I knew he wouldn't cross that absolute line but his long fingers caught the oversized hood of Ryan's sweatshirt where it was slipping off my shoulder.With agonizing care, he pulled the fabric up, tucking it securely around my neck to shield me from the cold. His knuckles brushed against my pulse point, right where my heart was furiously beating against my skin.He held his hand there for three long seconds and then inhaled sharply, pulling his hand away
In Bed With The MC President Shovel
MilaTwo hours.That’s how long I had sat in the room, staring outside from the window. Waiting. I hated waiting. The wind had turned into a biting freeze.I knew the truth.He wasn’t coming.He meant it when he told me not to wait.But I had played the whore. I had been stubborn. I had left the
Last Updated : 2026-03-24In Bed With The MC President Wait for you
ReaperMila stumbled slightly without my support, but she caught herself. She reached out, her hand hovering. "Ryan…""Don't think giving you that name mean something." I barked. "And don't look at me like that."She blinked as the confusion blurred the adrenaline in her eyes. "Like what?""Like I
Last Updated : 2026-03-23In Bed With The MC President Your move
MilaRyan didn’t speak again. He didn’t check on me. But I pressed myself into his back and buried my face.Ten minutes, he had said in the car.Forever, I had felt.We had crossed a line up there. I had looked into the depths of his eyes. I had challenged him. And instead of begging him to pull
Last Updated : 2026-03-23In Bed With The MC President Back to her
ReaperI threw the grenade. Now I waited to see if he would jump on it or let it blow his legs off.The room went dead silent.I watched Justin’s face. I watched the color drain out of it. His eyes went wide, darting from my face to the bottle of whiskey, then back to me.He opened his mouth, but n
Last Updated : 2026-03-23
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