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My Brother’s Biker Besties

Author: FELZ
last update publish date: 2026-07-15 13:41:29

“Zane,” Sofia’s voice is enthusiastic. “I knew you’d come to clear your name. Whores like her…” There’s a crack in her voice, she stops talking.

Even in his silence, he roars. His jaws harden, eyes go smoky cold, corner of his lip etches in a nasty smirk. The stone-cold silence causes Sofia to step off my face.

The pressure releases for a moment but returns with an insane headache. I stay quiet on the floor, perhaps too broken to move, or needing Zane more than I can acknowledge.

“I was just
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