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CHAPTER 68 - Blood and Steel
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THE BIKER'S ACCIDENTAL LADY CHAPTER 71 - Empire of Shadows
Damien survived surgery.Barely. ICU for eight days. Coma for three. When he woke—different. Harder. Colder."How long until I can fight?" First words. Not I love you. Not Is Hope safe. Just that."Weeks. Maybe months. Vera says—""Vera says a lot. Ask the doctor."Doctor said six weeks minimum. Damien said one week. Started physical therapy immediately. Against orders. Against logic. Against everything except desperation."You are going to kill yourself," I said. Watching him collapse after twenty pushups. Coughing blood. Trying again."Better than watching you die alone. Eight targets. One night. You need backup.""I need you alive. That matters more—""Nothing matters more than Hope. And Hope needs both parents. So I heal. Fast. Or I die trying."Stubborn. Stupid. Exactly like me.While Damien recovered—Vera dropped bombs."I lied," she said. Day ten. Morning briefing. "About timeline. About targets. About everything.""What?""There are not eight people coming for Hope. There are
THE BIKER'S ACCIDENTAL LADY CHAPTER 70 - Ghosts From The Past
Target number five was in New York.Manhattan. Crowded. Complicated. High risk.Her name was Natasha Volkov. Elena's sister. The family kept multiplying like cancer."She runs trafficking operation," Vera briefed us. "Children. Young girls. Sells them to highest bidders. Also wants you dead. Bonus—she has information on remaining targets. Kill her. Take her files. Accelerate the timeline."We arrived in New York on a Tuesday. Surveillance started immediately.Natasha was careful. Paranoid. Changed locations daily. Used body doubles. Professional security."This will take weeks," Damien said. Watching her convoy disappear into underground garage. "Maybe months.""We do not have months. Vera is dying faster than expected. Six months became four. Four became three." I checked my phone. Message from Vera's doctors. Updates I was not supposed to see. "We need to move fast. Take risks.""Risks get us killed—""Caution gets Hope killed. Choose."He chose. We both chose. Same answer. Always t
THE BIKER'S ACCIDENTAL LADY CHAPTER 69 - Rebuilding Ruins
Training started at dawn.Vera's methods were brutal. Unforgiving. Designed to break us before rebuilding."You fight like amateurs," she said on day three. Watching Damien and me spar. "Reactive. Defensive. Survivors. I need you to be hunters."She demonstrated. Moved like liquid death. Seventy years old but faster than both of us. Struck pressure points. Dropped Damien in two seconds. Me in three."Again. This time—attack to kill. Not to defend. Kill."We trained eight hours daily. Hand-to-hand combat. Weapons. Strategy. Psychological warfare. Everything Marcus had known. Everything Vera had perfected.Hope watched sometimes. From behind reinforced glass. Safe. Protected. Learning."Should she see this?" I asked Vera after particularly brutal session. Blood on my face. Damien's arm dislocated."She should see everything. Understand everything. Know what we are. What she might become." Vera reset Damien's shoulder. He screamed. She did not flinch. "Innocence is luxury. Ashfords canno
THE BIKER'S ACCIDENTAL LADY CHAPTER 68 - Blood and Steel
I woke to screaming.Not mine. Someone else's. Close. Desperate.My eyes opened. Wrong location. Not hospital. Not safe house.Concrete room. Chains. Blood on the walls."Welcome back." Chen Wei stood over me. Face scarred from our last encounter. Eyes dead. "You passed out from blood loss. Richard's bullet missed your heart. Unfortunate. I would have preferred you conscious for everything.""Where—where am I—""Richard's backup facility. The one the FBI did not know about. The one he prepared for exactly this scenario." She grabbed my hair. Yanked my head back. "Richard is dead. My brother is dead. My entire family dishonored. So now—now I take payment in blood. Yours. Your husband's. Your daughter's."Terror flooded through me. "Hope—if you touch her—""I already have people moving on her location. Torres thinks she is safe. She is wrong. In three hours—maybe less—your daughter will be here. Watching while I skin you alive. Then I do the same to her. While your husband watches. Befo
THE BIKER'S ACCIDENTAL LADY CHAPTER 67 - The Hunt
We drove for three hours without stopping.Torres bleeding from her shoulder. Three other agents wounded. Two dead left behind at the cemetery.Hope cried silently. No sound. Just tears. She had learned not to make noise when death was close."Where are we going?" I asked. Voice empty. Damien's face haunting me. The gunshot echoing."Safe house. Montana. Remote. Defensible—""That is what you said about the last three places. Richard found them all.""This one is different. Off books. My personal property. Nobody knows—""Richard always knows. He always finds us." I looked at Hope. At my reason for surviving. "We need to disappear completely. New identities. New country. New—""Flora." Torres's voice was gentle. Careful. "Damien might still be alive.""I saw Richard shoot him—""You saw Richard fire. You did not see the impact. Did not confirm the kill. In the chaos—""Stop. Please stop." I could not handle hope. Could not survive the breaking again. "He is gone. Richard won. Now we r
THE BIKER'S ACCIDENTAL LADY CHAPTER 66 - The Reckoning
Two months passed without incident.No attacks. No threats. No Richard.Just silence.Torres called it the calm before the storm. I called it psychological warfare. Richard wanted us to relax. To lower our guard. To believe we were finally safe.Then he would strike.Damien healed slowly. Physical therapy. Endless exercises. Learning to breathe without pain."I am getting old," he joked one morning. "Time was I could take three bullets and walk it off.""You are forty-two. Not ancient.""Feels ancient." He watched Hope playing in the secured yard. Federal agents everywhere. Our new normal. "She deserves better than this. Than us. Than constant danger.""She deserves her parents. That is what matters."But I wondered. Late at night. When nightmares came. When I saw Richard's face in every shadow.Was survival enough? Or were we just prolonging Hope's suffering? Keeping her alive but never letting her live?Sarah recovered faster. She was younger. Tougher than she looked."I traced the
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