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THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE JEALOUSY
VALERIEI walked away from him without looking back.Every step was calculated. One foot in front of the other. Hips swaying just enough to catch the light, just enough to keep his eyes glued to my spine. I didn’t need to turn around to know he was watching. I could feel his gaze like a physical weight, heavy and burning, pressing against the bare skin of my back.My heart was hammering against my ribs, but not from fear.It was adrenaline. The pure, intoxicating rush of the hunt.I made it to the bar, signaled the bartender for a vodka tonic—something clear, something sharp—and finally let myself exhale.I got him.The interaction had lasted less than a minute, but it told me everything I needed to know.I replayed the moment in my head as I watched the bartender chip ice from a block.Alexander Stone, the man who supposedly ran this city, the man who scared judges and owned politicians, had frozen.He hadn’t just been surprised. He had been paralyzed.I saw the way his fingers tight
THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE JERRY?
ALEXANDER Jerry. The name sat on my tongue like a curse. It tasted heavy. It tasted like ash. I stared at the man standing in front of me. This wasn’t just an employee. This was the man who had been my shadow for five years. He had taken bullets meant for my chest. He had buried bodies I didn’t want to touch. He knew the codes to my safe, the location of my emergency cash, and the skeletons rattling in my closet. For five years, I trusted him with my life. But tonight, looking at him, I didn’t see a brother. I saw a liability. The bass of the club music thumped against my ribs. It felt like a rhythmic, mocking heartbeat. It synchronized with the pulsing rage behind my eyes. The air between us, usually filled with the easy silence of soldiers who had survived a war, was now thick. It was suffocating. "You," I said. My voice was low. It didn’t need to be loud. In my world, the quieter I got, the more people stopped breathing. "Say that again." Jerry didn’t flinch. He didn’t step
THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE I DID
ALEXANDER For a heartbeat, I was convinced the alcohol had finally hit me wrong.I blinked, waiting for the image to dissolve, waiting for the figure in the center of the room to morph into someone else—a stranger, a client’s wife, anyone other than her. But the image didn’t shift.Valerie Quinn stood there, inside my perimeter, under the strobe lights I had paid for, surrounded by people I had vetted. She was standing in the middle of The Obsidian like a jagged piece of glass in a velvet bag.I hadn’t sent the invitation. I hadn’t texted her the address. I hadn’t even whispered the word "birthday" in her presence. I had made a deliberate, calculated executive decision to keep my professional life and my personal chaos separate for twenty-four hours.So why the hell was she here?The shock didn't hit me all at once. It was a delayed impact, like a bullet that enters clean and only starts burning once it hits the bone. My body reacted before my brain could catch up to the breach in
THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE WHO INVITED HER?
ALEXANDERFinally, the clock went full circle again.Three hundred and sixty-five days. Around the sun. Around the clock. And here I was—plus one again.July 20th.I stared at the digital numbers on my bedside clock, watching the minute change. It was a simple shift of a digit, but it felt like a heavy door closing on the past and opening onto something new.There was a time when this day meant everything to me. It was a day full of noise, laughter, and wild anticipation. It was the one day a year that made me feel completely untouchable. Important. Seen. On my birthday, I used to feel like the president of the country—no, more than that. I felt like a king or even more than a king.In the past, my phone would blow up before my eyes even opened. Every call was answered with a laugh. Every glass was raised in a toast to my name. Every room I walked into seemed to bend slightly in my direction, acknowledging that, for twenty-four hours, the world revolved around Alexander Stone.Birthda
THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE THE COUNT DOWN
VALERIE It’s another day at the office, and work felt impossible today." I stared at the stack of case files on my desk, but the words didn't make sense. They were just black ink on white paper. I blinked, trying to clear the fog in my head, but the exhaustion was heavy. It sat on my shoulders like a physical weight. I looked at the small silver watch on my wrist. 10:45 AM. I let out a long, frustrated breath. It wasn’t even noon yet? It felt like I had been sitting in this chair for days. I rubbed my temples. I was usually good at this. I was Valerie Quinn, the lawyer who never missed a detail, never lost focus, and never let emotions get in the way. My colleagues feared me because I was cold and efficient. But today? Today I felt like a mess. I knew exactly why. I picked up my phone and unlocked it. The screen was empty. No messages. No calls. I set it back down, face up. Two days. Alexander Stone’s birthday was in two days. My own birthday wasn't for another three w
THE LAWLESS BIKER AND BADASS LAWYER'S REVENGE NOT YET
ALEXANDER I woke up with the familiar taste of ash in my mouth and a heaviness sitting squarely on my chest—a distinct, physical weight that had nothing to do with gravity and everything to do with the ghosts I kept in the corners of my mind. It wasn’t the grogginess of a lack of sleep; I had slept the sleep of the dead. This was something else. This was the suffocating pressure of thoughts I hadn’t invited, waiting for me the moment my guard dropped. Morning light hemorrhaged through the curtains, dull and slate-gray, washing the room in a cold, clinical pallor. For a long time, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, listening to the hum of the city outside and letting the silence inside the room settle like dust. Two days. My birthday was in two days. In any other year, that realization would have sparked a low-thrumming anticipation in my blood. I liked celebrating. I always had. In this life, where every day was a negotiation with mortality, birthdays weren't just dates on
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