4

Mia

I climbed down from the bike the moment we reached the house. I pulled off my helmet and handed it back to Max’s copy without a word. After what happened at the biker’s club, the last thing I wanted was to be near him.

“Rolex.”

I froze at the sound of his voice. I hadn’t asked for his name, so why was he telling me? Slowly, I turned to face him.

“I don’t care who you are,” I shot back coldly. “That doesn’t mean I’ll tell you my name.”

He smirked, that same annoying smile he always wore. It hadn’t been long since I met him, but I already knew he was trouble.

“You don’t need to tell me,” he said flatly. “I’ve already heard enough from my brother.”

With that, he swung his leg over his bike, slid off, and walked inside. I followed behind, keeping my distance.

The moment we stepped inside, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Confused, I frowned and stepped around him only to see what made him freeze.

Maxello.

Sitting on the couch with Harper straddled across his lap.

“F*ck…” Max groaned, his hands gripping her breasts as Harper threw her head back, moaning like she’d lost her mind. Their clothes were scattered across the floor crumpled. Harper’s body rocked against his like she owned him.

The sight made my stomach twist.

Then, Maxello’s eyes flicked open and landed straight on me. Our eyes locked.

“F*ck! Mia!” he cursed, shoving Harper off him so fast she stumbled.

“What the hell, Max?!” Harper snapped, glaring at him. She turned and she didn’t even care that I saw her like that when she finally noticed me standing there with Rolex, both of them scrambling for their clothes, yanking them on clumsily.

Harper was the first to speak once she finished dressing, “Do you have the habit of barging in on people having s*x? Do you have no shame at all?” she spat.

I scoffed, rage bubbling up inside me. Shame? She dared to talk about shame when she was engaged to another man and still spreading her legs for Max?

“How disgusting,” I muttered under my breath.

Harper grabbed her bag with a huff. “Are you here to babysit him again? Then go ahead cause I’m done here!”

“Harper, wait,” Maxello grabbed her wrist, trying to stop her.

My anger had reached its peak….like why was he holding onto her? Why was he still after her when she was dragging his life through the mud?

“Aren’t you getting married to Nate?” I snapped.

Harper froze mid-step and slowly, she turned to me with a smirk tugging her lips.

“So what? Yes, I’m marrying Nate. But that doesn’t change how much I love Max.”

Shameless. Absolutely shameless.

Before I knew it, my hand flew across her face, the sound of the slap echoing through the room. Her head whipped to the side, and her eyes widened in shock.

“What the hell?!” she screamed, clutching her cheek.

Good. Maybe the sting would knock some sense into her. Maybe she’d realize the lives she was playing with.

“Mia!” Maxello shouted, his voice filled with fury as he rushed to Harper, pulling her behind him as if I were the enemy. His arms shielded her like she was the one who needed protecting.

“The only reason I asked you here was to help me with her, not ruin it!” he yelled.

My chest tightened. It was the first time he had ever raised his voice at me.

I stood frozen, my eyes burning as Harper peeked out from behind him with a smug smile of victory.

So that was it. In his eyes, I was the monster.

“I just hope one day you realize how you’re destroying your life and calling it love,” I shot back, my voice shaking with rage. My gaze locked on Harper, it was enough to cut through her fake innocence.

“Bitch!” I spat.

Maxello’s face twisted in disbelief. “What?” he muttered, but I didn’t care anymore.

I just wanted to get away. Away from both of them before my heart shattered into pieces I could never put back together.