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Chapter 18: Reapers Rising

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Rosalind didn't sleep much that night. She kept turning Dahlia's words over in her mind, kept thinking about a man watching everything from somewhere close, patient enough to wait fifteen years for the right moment to finish what a fire had started long before she was born.

By morning, she'd made a decision. If Roland Cross was truly in town, watching Silas move his pieces into place, then Kade might already know more than he realized. He'd been paid by Silas for almost a year. If Roland contro
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    Rosalind's whole body went rigid.The figure stepped into the thin moonlight, and her stomach dropped when she recognized the man from earlier, the one with the flame stitched beneath his Reapers patch. He held no weapon, but his stance left no doubt he didn't need one, not with backup only a shout away."Marcus Vane," the man said, almost amused. "And his daughter. Out for an evening walk?"Her father rose slowly, positioning himself half in front of Rosalind without making it obvious that's what he was doing. "This isn't your business.""Everything happening on this property tonight is my business." The man's eyes flicked toward Rosalind, cold and assessing. "Roland will want to know you're here.""Then take us to him," her father said, voice steady despite the fear Rosalind could feel radiating off him. "I have every right to know what's happening in my own club's territory."The man studied him a moment longer, clearly weighing his options, before jerking his head toward the mill.

  • Reborn: Bound to the Biker Billionaire   Chapter 24: Patch on His Jacket

    They parked a quarter mile from the old grain mill, headlights off, engine cut, the building barely visible against the dark tree line. Rosalind's heart pounded as she climbed out of the truck, following her father's lead through the underbrush toward a cluster of trees that offered a clear line of sight to the mill's loading entrance."Stay low," her father whispered. "And stay behind me."They crouched together in the darkness, watching as vehicles pulled up one by one. She recognized Silas's truck immediately, then several motorcycles she'd seen parked outside the clubhouse before. Men climbed off, moving with the same casual confidence Reapers always carried, unaware they were being watched.Then a black car pulled up, sleek and expensive, nothing like the trucks and bikes surrounding it. The driver's door opened, and a man stepped out, older, silver-haired, moving with the unhurried authority of someone who never needed to rush for anyone.Rosalind's breath caught. "That's him."

  • Reborn: Bound to the Biker Billionaire   Chapter 23: Her Mother's Fear

    Rosalind read the message three times, something warm and unwelcome unfolding in her chest despite everything else weighing on her tonight.*Kade found the location. He says he's coming with you tomorrow night, whether you want him there or not.*She hadn't seen him in almost two weeks. Two weeks of Charlotte delivering notes, careful and efficient, nothing personal ever slipping through. She told herself the ache she felt reading his name again didn't mean anything. Told herself it was simply relief that someone else understood the danger they were walking into.She didn't fully believe herself."Rosalind?" Her father's voice pulled her back. "Everything alright?""Fine," she said quickly, sliding the phone away. "Just figuring out logistics for tomorrow."He studied her a moment longer than she liked before nodding slowly. "Get some rest. Tomorrow's going to be long."---She barely slept that night, mind cycling between fear for her father and something far more complicated wheneve

  • Reborn: Bound to the Biker Billionaire   Chapter 22: Trust No One

    Rosalind's mind raced through every possibility as she typed back to Charlotte with shaking hands.*Within the week? Are you sure?*The reply came fast this time.*Kade's words exactly. He said Roland made it clear last night. Something's forcing his hand, though Kade doesn't know what yet. He wanted you warned immediately.*Rosalind set the phone down and pressed both palms against her eyes, trying to slow her breathing. A week. Maybe less. Everything she'd been building toward, slowly, carefully, gathering proof piece by piece, suddenly felt impossibly small against a countdown that short.Her mother was still sitting across the table, waiting for more explanation than Rosalind had given her."I need to talk to Dahlia," Rosalind said, standing abruptly. "Right now.""Rosalind, wait…""I'll explain everything soon, I promise. Just please, watch out for Dad. Don't let him go anywhere alone."She left before her mother could argue further, moving fast down the street toward their usual

  • Reborn: Bound to the Biker Billionaire   Chapter 21: Small Warnings

    Rosalind stared at the photograph until her eyes ached, the handwriting on the back burning itself into her memory. *She chose wrong once.*Her hands shook as she turned it over again, studying her mother's face, young and unguarded, laughing at something Silas had said just before the camera caught them. She'd never seen her mother look at anyone like that. Not even her father.She didn't sleep. By morning, dark circles ringed her eyes, and she moved through breakfast like a ghost, barely tasting the toast her father set in front of her."You look exhausted," he said, studying her carefully. "Everything okay?""Fine," she lied. "Didn't sleep well."He didn't push, distracted by his own tension these days, phone buzzing constantly with calls he took in other rooms, voice low enough that she couldn't make out the words.The moment he left for the day, she pulled out her own phone and typed a message to the unknown number, fingers trembling slightly.*Who left the photograph?*No answer

  • Reborn: Bound to the Biker Billionaire   Chapter 20: The Long Game

    Rosalind's fingers hovered over the message, cold dread pooling in her chest.*How did the meeting with Silas go?*She typed back fast. *Nobody outside that office knew about it. How do you know?*No answer came, not right away, and she shoved the phone into her pocket, forcing herself to keep walking home before the shaking in her hands got any worse.---Her father was waiting at the kitchen table when she walked in, worry etched deep into his face. "Where were you? I got a call saying Silas wanted to see you.""I'm fine," she said, sitting down across from him. "He just wanted to ask about some people I've been talking to."Her father's jaw tightened. "What did you tell him?""Nothing. I denied everything.""Did he believe you?"Rosalind hesitated. "I don't think so. Not completely."Her father rubbed a hand over his face, the same tired gesture she remembered from years she wasn't supposed to know about yet. "This is getting more dangerous by the day.""I know.""I don't think you

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