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Chapter One Hundred and Five - Killian

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'Thanks for letting me know, Jameson.'

I replaced the receiver of my landline and gazed out of the window. I knew Tavisha would not be happy that I had my guards watching her every move as well as my close friends. Jameson had just been telling me about the conversation he had with her and his dinner invitation. I missed her so much, and my body was having withdrawal symptoms. I found myself taking cold showers most nights with my rock-hard cock in my hand, beating one off to the pictures in my
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  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen - Tavisha

    'Seriously? The fucking audacity of the man! He expected me to be pleased he had kidnapped me and dragged me to fucking Ireland?'Inside, I was raging, but I showed none of that to him. That's what he wanted. To get a reaction from me, I continued to stare impassively at him and watched while he totally lost it. I knew exactly what would happen when his father saw the way he was treating me. I adored Killian's Pa; he had always been kind and gentle toward me, and I was right.'Put that poor fucking girl down and take those handcuffs off her.'He ordered Keane, who had just thrown me over his shoulder. In an instant, I was set on my feet, and the handcuffs were removed, but I had been held like that for so long, coupled with my sprained ankle pain spiked through my body like red-hot pokers. I collapsed, and the last thing I remembered was a soft voice.'Ahh, ye, poor wee colleen. Now don't ye be worryin'. Sure, and we'll soon have ye as right as rain, little one.'I woke up in a soft,

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen - Killian

    My heart stopped beating as a deep silence fell around us. 'Rape.'I looked into her cold, dead eyes, and I knew she meant every word. 'If I tried to touch her, she would call rape.'My mind was reeling from the word, but her expression never changed. There was no sign of the soft, playful girl I had married. I knew she had been through a lot of terrible things; she had refused to tell me much of it, saying all she wanted to do was forget. I wish I had pushed her now and got her the help she so clearly needed. As if on cue, the Pilot's voice came over the intercom. 'We are approaching our landing site, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.'Nobody spoke as my men did as they were told, and the sound of clicking seatbelts was louder than it would normally have been as the wheels bumped onto the tarmac and we landed just outside Dublin at my family's private airfield. By the time it taxied to a stop, they had picked up their bags and waited by the door in a quiet qu

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen - Tavisha

    'How could he do this to me a second time?'I thought as I lay still listening to them talking.I wanted to scream, and I wanted to cry, but that wouldn't get me anywhere. More importantly, I wanted to kill Killian O'Hara.I had thought he understood. I wanted a little taste of the freedom that had been denied me all my life. I thought he had granted me that freedom when he let me go and live in the city. Maybe, if he had waited, I would have found my own way back to him. The feelings I had for Maxime were still developing, and maybe nothing would have become of them. All I had wanted was the right to make my own choices, and that had been forcibly taken away from me once again. Killian O'Hara had made a very big mistake. This was not the great romantic gesture he thought it was. Any feelings I may have had for him had died the minute I realised he was the one who had kidnapped me again. I shut down my

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen - Killian

    'I told you to be fucking careful with her.'I yell at my number twos as they carry an unconscious Tavisha onto my private jet. Blood is running from her wrists and ankles, and one of those ankles is turning black with bruising. Sean points at the two Prospects being helped onto the jet by my men, one had blood running down his face the other is clutching his balls. 'Your little Princpessa has learned a few tricks since we last took her on a trip.'Keane says drily, and I have to admit, she was quite magnificent fighting to get herself free; she was never going to win of course, I had men stationed everywhere. There was no way I was going to let her escape me again. Keane drops her on the large sofa set at the back of my private jet. There is a bedroom, but I want my little tigress where I can see her. I signal to the Doc,'Check her over before we take off, make sure she has no significant injuries. You can deal with those two once we are in the air.'I watch his every move, sighing

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen - Tavisha

    I'm sat at the back of the lecture theatre only half listening to Mrs Rainer. Statistics are boring and this woman could send the most the nerdiest nerd to sleep. I am luckier than most because I have the kind of memory that retains this stuff so being sidetracked during her lectures doesn't mean I'll miss anything. Surrupticiously, I glance under my lashes across the room at Leon and his friends, they are sat in a group with the girls looking up at him hungrily. I frown when I see the two guys who joined his group a couple of weeks into the semester. They are both staring at me appraisingly, being quite blatant about it and I feel a shiver race down my spine. Something is going on with the two of them and I can't quite put my finger on it, before I can make any further assessment Mrs Rainer calls for our attention as she hands out our assignments for next week. At the end of the lesson she asks me to stay behind to go through my previous assessment, not because I've got anything wron

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen - Maxime

    I was frozen in shock.My girlfriend, the woman I loved, had the mark of the most feared Russian Bratva tattooed on her wrist. I could only watch in horror as my friends laid into her, and I did nothing. It was even more horrific when she defended herself, her justifiable anger spitting out over their heads. I could feel their shame as her truth hit them square in the face. A five-year-old child, held down and tattooed against her will, she must have been in so much pain, and then physically abused by men who should have known better, only to be betrayed by the one man she should have been able to trust. My poor, poor beauty had been through so much, and I just sat there and let her deal with it on her own. When I finally jumped to my feet, they were all quick to apologise, telling me to bring her back and they would make it up to her. I shoved them away from me and snarled.'As if she would ever be stupid enough to come here again. I mean, thanks, guys, we are so fucking done. Don'

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter Ninety One - Tavisha

    I was locked in his room under the supervision of two male nurses. They had been ordered to give me the medical attention I needed and absolutely nothing else. So, I found myself confined to my bed, only allowed to move off it to use the bathroom.'You will rest.'Both men insisted, and as I was gi

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter Ninety - Matteo

    I had to find her. Why had he removed her from the hospital?

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter Eighty Eight - Matteo

    I had been watching Tavisha all night. Something wasn't right. My feisty, brave Principessa has disappeared. Instead, I'm looking at a painted doll. This is not her.'Che diavolo è successo tra loro ieri sera?' [What the fuck happened between them last night?]My thoughts run riot, imagining all th

  • The Bratva Biker Girl   Chapter Eighty Three - Tavisha

    I looked up as the two women entered my tiny cell. I had been kept in isolation for a full week, no contact with anyone, my meals, only bread and water, were pushed through a slot at the bottom of the door.

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