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15: Ride Almost Gone Wrong

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last update 게시일: 2026-04-03 12:23:40

KNOXX

The ride to Mothers of Agony was an early morning one. It was around seven something this morning, once it's eight on the dot, the ride begins. Currently, the patch members and prospects selected for the ride were waiting in the lot, just outside the clubhouse. I could hear low rumble of engines coupled with their voices. Not all biker executives were going as well as other patch members and prospects. The executives going were Ax, Bishop, Money, Niko, Bolt and I. We were at the bar for o
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    KNOXXI didn't exactly see her the moment I entered. But I did notice some movements at the very end of the garage where she was, I suppose. I took my steps very lightly, making sure she didn't hear me as I got closer to the end. Despite the garage's poor lighting, I was able to still see.I've caught sight of her now. She was crouched beside the last bike close to the wall, her phone in one hand with its torchlight turned on. She was seriously checking out the bike as if she had seen it somewhere, wait...I was seeing an image of the same bike on her phone screen. "Shit!" She breathed out a quiet curse when something slipped out her purse and rolled under the bike. She rose to her feet, bent over the bike, forcing her naked ass cheeks straight to my face...Holy fuck! They were round, smooth and very plump....not forgetting to put bubble-like. She wasn't wearing anything under this whole time... 'Focus, Knoxx, focus. This is not why you're here.' I mentally hit myself.She had pick

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    21: What Is She Doing In My Garage?

    KNOXXIf I had known, I would have listened to my instincts and stayed in my room as I've always done during club parties. Ax was the one who did the convincing."Do you always have to be a no fun person, Havoc?" This was a conversation between us hours ago before the party."I'm the club's president, Ax. The time I'll spend partying away, I could use that for more important things. Are you not seeing what's going on?" The important things here, I mean playing chess alone and mentally using it to figure how to destroy enemies of the club, or finishing up Sun Tzu's The Art of War that I was reading last night...or adding some shit to my notes, haven't written in close to two months now."Don't make me laugh, Havoc. And just this one night, you'll find all the solutions to the club's problems." "Nothing is impossible, Ax." I squeezed my coffee cup and threw it into the nearest bin. It was barely six pm in the evening and this was my ninth cup for today, would definitely have two or thr

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    20: That Bike

    SERENA"Hope you're okay?" Zoey must have noticed how I went totally quiet...her doctor instincts, I guess. She'd be thinking that the shot must have taken a toll on me. The vodka or whatever that was inside was awful but it wasn't the reason why I was shaken. The reason was on the other side of the hall."Of course, I'm okay." I forced a smile, despite the bitter and harsh taste stuck to my tongue.The cocktails, I believe, that Layla had ordered was brought to our table."Here," Layla gave me one glass which had an orange slice placed on its rim. "It is called Sex on the Beach." "I hope it's not as terrible as..." I made a distasteful face while gesturing at my empty shot glass."Nope, it's very mild, you may not even taste the vodka in it."I sipped a little first to confirm. She didn't lie. It was sweet, having peach blended with orange kind of taste which made me want another sip immediately.While enjoying myself with a glass of Sex on the Beach, I haven't forgotten that I woul

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    19: Party Proper

    SERENAZoey: Serena, don't tell me you bailed out last minute. Layla: maybe, she did. I've been trying to call her, but she hasn't picked up. Party started thirty minutes ago.Me: of course not, ladies. Layla, I apologize for not picking up, I was getting ready...and I'm on my way already.I took a quick picture of my boots and sent to the group chat consisting of Layla, Zoey and I... Delilah's phone was having screen issues, she'd be joining the group later when her phone gets fixed.The cab that I was in finally got to the gates of the clubhouse. I was expecting to hear loud, vibrating music from inside, but I didn't. Right in front of the gate, everywhere was damn quiet. Layla said party has begun...maybe I should go in first to confirm.I was out of the cab already, by the widow of the passenger's seat, my right hand stretched out to the driver to pay for my ride. Two minutes passed, he hasn't taken the money from my hands. I wasn't even looking at him until I drifted my eyes to

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    18: My First Club Party

    SERENAThis week has been stress-free in a way. I had only jacket designs for the old ladies to work on which I used the whole of Wednesday to create. And I went to the club house on Thursday to go check on the progress of Harper and her team as Chanel had told me. The main thing I was looking forward to this week was the club party happening this Saturday. Since I would not be busy today being Friday, I decided it would be a perfect time for me to going back to my apartment, get some of my clothes and other stuff."Willa, I'm heading home.""Why? Am I making you uncomfortable? If it's the Havoc talk, fine, I will stop." This best friend of mine suddenly became alert."Willa, oh my God, look at the way you're freaked out" I laughed. "I'm only going to get some important stuff. I'm coming back today.""Thank goodness. You had me thinking deep for a moment.""But you know I won't stay with you forever. I'll have to move out someday...""Yes, to your husband's house. Or Havoc's, maybe."

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    17: Not Jealous

    KNOXX It's been two days of torturing the two idiots who tried to ambush my club members and I on our way coming back from a ride to MOA. Yet they have chosen to keep their mouths shut as to who sent them. The club's doctor, Philip, was on always on standby, ready to stitch and clean them up.It was presently the night of day two."Do you think they will talk?" Ax asked while Blade made a new whip from the ones he destroyed on their bodies. The two men were tied up to a long pole, their hands together and their bodies hanging on the air. Ax and Blade were the ones doing the punishing while I stood and watched. The basement which was out of bounds to the rest of the clubhouse, was the usual place where the club's captives were thoroughly dealt with."One way or the other, they have no choice." I said in response. "From the look of things, these bastards have chosen to die. They have decided not to say shit." Ax hissed.The death part was what I was avoiding...reason why I didn't wan

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    16: Making Choices

    SERENAWeekend was over and it was Monday again...back to work. It wasn't as if I haven't been working. I did on Friday and Saturday, rested on Sunday, now resumed today being Monday. I got a text from Chanel on Saturday saying the club would be needing at least the leather cut designs for the men

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    14: Very Obvious

    SERENAThe minute I stepped out of Havoc's private hall as it was called, I placed my hand to my fast beating chest. This was the second time I was this very close to him, the first being at the coffee shop. I hated the way I was feeling each time I'm close to him or I think about him. Yes, I disli

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    12: Passed His Test

    SERENA 'His beautifully sculpted body you mean.' my subconscious doing what she knows how to do best... Always adding fuel to the fire. "Are...you sure it's him?" Maybe Desmond mistook the right person for Havoc."A hundred percent, Serena," he responded, moving away from the table. "The president

  • The Biker's Fashion Designer    11: Taking Measures

    SERENA"Hmmm," Chanel hummed, adjusting her glasses as she went through my designs. I wasn't seeing any smile or frown on her face. Her expression was bland as fuck.Shit, she should give me a hint at least. I was super nervous here. My throat was getting a bit dry with how much I've swallowed hard.

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