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In Bed With The MC President You are going to lose
MilaI couldn't stop the tears now. They fell freely, silently, dropping onto the white peonies in my arms."Turn around.” He said gently.I obeyed. My body was moving on pure, overwhelmed instinct. I turned my back to him, clutching the yellow daisies to my chest.I felt the heat of his chest press lightly against my back. His large, warm hands brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck as he guided the cold gold chain around me. The contrast of the freezing metal and his burning touch sent a violent shiver straight down my spine to my toes.He clicked the clasp into place.But he didn't step back.Aaron lowered his head, his face hovering just beside mine.I could feel the heat of his breath grazing the sensitive shell of my ear. "You can hate me for taking you." Aaron whispered, his lips brushing against my skin with every syllable. "You can fight me. You can tear the entire house apart if it makes you feel better. But you are never going to doubt that you are worshipped, Mila
In Bed With The MC President The locket
MilaAaron stopped walking.I braced myself for the shift. I expected the cold billionaire to finally snap at the mention of the man who had claimed me first.But the anger never came.Instead, his green eyes softened. He closed the small distance between us, stopping just inches away. His gaze dropped to my arms, which were still wrapped over my small bump and then slowly rose to meet my eyes."Blood never made a family for us, Mila." Aaron replied. "We grew up in a place where the people who shared our blood abandoned us. We had to choose our family."I swallowed the tight knot in my throat."I know whose name is on the DNA.” He continued, his tone stripped of all arrogance. "But this child is a part of you. It is breathing because you are breathing. And because it is a piece of you, I will love it. I will protect it with my dying breath, and I will hand it the entire world on a silver platter. I don't care whose child it is. I only care that it's yours."I couldn't find my words. I
In Bed With The MC President Shopping
MilaBy the time, the car arrived at a private shopping avenue, I had forced myself to forget that anything had happened. Aaron stepped out, walked around the hood, and opened my door, offering his hand to help me down.I hesitated at first but then I placed my hand in his. His fingers wrapped around mine.He didn't let go as he led me toward a storefront with a frosted glass door.As soon as we stepped inside, I noticed something weird.The store was also entirely empty.A nervous-looking store manager stood by the register. She quickly flipped the sign on the door to Closed and locked it. Her eyes darted to Aaron with both awe and respect."La tienda es suya, señor Wylder." She said.Aaron gave her a single, dismissive nod. She left without another word.I felt blank. “What did she say?”He turned his focus back to me. “The store is yours, senora.” He finally released my hand, gesturing to the sea of cashmere and soft cotton. "Pick whatever you want."I stood frozen in the center o
In Bed With The MC President Spell
Mila I didn’t even know where he was taking me to. My mind was a mess.He gave Ryan a paper trail. It was a suicide mission.But, Aaron remained very calm, relax even.He pulled me out of the front doors and took me to the underground garage. It looked like a luxury showroom, lined with sleek, black vehicles.Aaron led me toward a SUV. He pulled open the passenger door and waited. “Get in.”I climbed inside and the rich scent of new leather surrounded me. I stared straight ahead through the tinted windshield and my thoughts clouded my mind again.Ryan knows where I am. Justin knows I am alive. What was Ryan going to do? What if Richard intercepted them first?The driver’s side door opened and shut. The engine roared to life but I felt like I was floating in a sea."Seat belt, Mila."I heard Aaron say something. But I didn't move. I couldn't. I was staring blankly at the polished dashboard, entirely zoned out as the horrifying possibilities of his master plan played on a loop in my he
In Bed With The MC President Photo
ReaperThirty days since Justin told me about Belly.The southside was drowning in a street war I had started. I had torn through rival charters, gutted Aegis supply lines, and burned through millions of the club’s cash. Every lead had turned to ash. Every Aegis contractor we captured died before giving up the black site.But Justin’s memory of the St. Justin's foster home had given me a thread. And for thirty days, I had pulled on that goddamn thread, tracking down every corrupt county clerk, every retired social worker and every piece of scum attached to that bulldozed brick building.It led me here.The apartment was a rotting shithole on the city limits. Gunner was standing by the locked door next to me.I was standing over Gable.Gable used to be the head case worker for the county’s toughest districts. He was the man who had overseen St. Justin's ten years ago. Now, he was a trembling, pathetic junkie backed into the corner of his filthy living room, clutching a bloody rag t
In Bed With The MC President Destroy my brother
MilaThe biting wind coming off the ocean whipped my hair across my face.I walked slowly along the shoreline. On my left, the sea stretched out forever. On my right, tall cliffs surrounded the quiet cove. High up on the rough rocks, partly hidden in the shadow, I saw a square metal vent.I stared at it as I walked.If I had gone through with my plan at three in the morning... if I had squeezed my pregnant body into that tomb, tearing my fingernails and bleeding my knees for four hundred feet in darkness... I would have dropped straight down onto this sand.I would have fallen right into the exact place he had already scheduled to take me.My grand rebellion. My desperate fight for freedom. It was nothing more than a rat running through a maze entirely designed by the man who owned the cheese.The sand crunched softly behind me.I didn't have to turn around to know how close he was. He was exactly three steps behind me. He wasn't holding my arm to prevent me from running into the
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