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Trust Issues
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2026-04-19 01:49:36
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Owned by biker enemy Can I Trust You?
In Dante’s office, Rafe was not surprised to find him calm and collected, seated behind his desk with his jacket perfectly aligned on the back of the chair, his sleeves rolled just enough to suggest control rather than comfort, and his face arranged in that neutral expression that made it hard to tell whether he was bored, annoyed, or already ten steps ahead of everyone else in the room.Rafe stood there for a second longer than necessary, his mind flickering back to that night in Dante’s room when control had slipped, just briefly, just enough to remind him that Dante was not made of stone, and his body reacted before he had time to stop it, heat curling low in his stomach until he clenched his jaw and forced himself to breathe evenly.Dante noticed everything, Rafe knew that much now, so he kept his face blank and waited.“You can sit,” Dante said calmly, gesturing to the chair across from him.Rafe hesitated only a second before pulling it out and sitting down, his back straight, h
Owned by biker enemy Fix your head
“Yes, Sir,” Rafe said as he stood from his desk and forced his legs to move even though every part of him wanted to turn around and walk out of the building, his face carefully blank as he crossed the floor toward Dante’s office.Dante looked up from behind his desk when Rafe entered, composed as always, sharp suit, calm eyes, everything exactly where it should be, and that alone made something ugly twist in Rafe’s chest because now every detail felt rehearsed instead of natural.“Close the door,” Dante said evenly, his tone professional, controlled, the same tone he used with everyone else.Rafe did as told and stood where he was, hands clasped behind his back like he was supposed to, his jaw tight as he kept his gaze fixed slightly to the side instead of straight ahead.Dante studied him for a moment before speaking again and when he did, his voice was almost casual as he asked, “Did you find your ID card.”Rafe did not answer immediately, he simply reached into his pocket and pulle
Owned by biker enemy Trust Issues
“No,” Rafe whispered as he sat back down on Dante’s bed again even though he had already told himself he needed to leave, his hands shaking as he pulled the documents back out one more time because his head refused to accept what his eyes had already seen, “no this cannot just be coincidence stacked on coincidence.”He spread the papers across his thighs again, this time with intention, his jaw tight as he compared the pages carefully, his lips moving as he read dates out loud like saying them would change them.“Date of birth,” he muttered, tapping the paper harder than necessary, “same day.”He flipped to the next page quickly, his breath shallow now, “place of birth,” he paused, eyes burning, “same city.”He swallowed hard and let out a shaky breath that sounded too close to a laugh, “so you did not just replace me, you turned him into me.”The realization settled in slowly and painfully, his chest tightening as he whispered, “you made him the son you wanted.”His hands trembled ha
Owned by biker enemy You Replaced Me
“Think fast,” Rafe whispered to himself, crouched on the bed with the files spread over his thighs, his hands moving quicker now because the sound of Dante’s voice from outside the door was still ringing in his ears and panic had settled into his bones, “just look, remember, and put everything back before you do something you cannot explain.”He flipped through the documents again, scanning the pages, his eyes darting from dates to names to photographs, his lips moving as he muttered fragments under his breath, numbers, places, anything that might stick.“This one,” he said softly, tapping a photograph with his finger, “and this one too, remember this corner, remember the background, do not stare.”His hand paused when he reached the bulky brown envelope tucked beneath the rest, thicker than the others and sealed shut, and he swallowed hard, glancing toward the door even though he knew better than to move away now.“You do not have time for this,” he told himself, voice tight, “you re
Owned by biker enemy Who's there
“I should leave,” Rafe muttered to himself in the hallway, standing far too still, his eyes fixed on Dante’s door like his body had forgotten how to move even though his brain was screaming that this was a bad idea and that the driver was waiting and that every extra second here was another second closer to getting caught doing something he could not explain away.He shifted his weight, rubbed his palms together, and let out a slow breath as if that would somehow loosen the hold the door had on him.“This is stupid,” he said quietly, his voice echoing too loud in the empty hallway, “this is really stupid and you are not even supposed to be here.”The door stayed closed, silent, and somehow that made it worse, because there was no clear stop sign, no voice telling him to back off, and the memory of Dante’s hands and voice pressed up against his thoughts until his curiosity started to outweigh his fear.“I will just look,” Rafe whispered, already reaching for the handle as if the decisi
Owned by biker enemy ID TROUBLES
Rafe had been imagining the encounter with Dante. It was all in his head and was laughable“Boss,” Rafe said quietly, stopping at the door to Dante’s office, trying to keep his voice calm and measured although his chest was tight and his hands felt clammy, “I have a problem with my ID card.”Dante, sitting behind his desk with Marcus across from him, did not look up immediately, and Rafe’s stomach twisted. He shifted from foot to foot, wishing he had never let this happen, wishing he had remembered to grab the card the previous night when he left Dante’s mansion.“Rafe,” Dante’s voice finally came, smooth, low, and deliberate, “what problem exactly are we talking about?”Rafe swallowed, “It’s just that the barcode on my card, I need to scan it to get into the ledgers I was working on and, well, I left it at your house, and now I can’t…” His voice trailed, embarrassed. He could feel his face heating and tried not to imagine what Dante was thinking, tried not to think about how stupid h
Owned by biker enemy The Devil’s Test
Marcus was already talking by the time Dante finished lighting his cigarette, his voice filling the office with that familiar tone that always meant he had something he thought was important and urgent and irritating all at once.“I told you I would keep an eye on him,” Marcus said, dropping a smal
Last Updated : 2026-03-17Owned by biker enemy The Devil I Serve
FlashbackRafe came in earlier than usual that morning because once Dante decided he would work under him there was no point pretending the schedule belonged to anyone else, and the clubhouse was still quiet when he walked in with a cup of bad coffee and the same headache that had been sitting behi
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For a second Rafe felt the cold rush of panic climbing up his spine when Dante asked for the phone, but he forced himself to stay calm because panic was the kind of thing men like Dante could smell from across the room and if he showed even a hint of fear then Marcus would notice too and that would
Last Updated : 2026-03-17Owned by biker enemy Divided Loyalties
The hotel room smelled faintly of detergent and something floral that Rafe could not place, and the door had barely clicked shut behind them before Camila kicked off her shoes and dropped her bag on the chair without even looking at him, her movements sharp and distant like she was already tired of
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