Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Gentleman Biker: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

My eyes flew open, fully awake the way they have been doing since as far back as I can remember. No matter where I am or what the circumstances may be, I come fully awake with my awareness in check, fully cognizant of the sights, sounds, and smells around me. I thought I heard a sound, but maybe it was just my internal alarm clock going off.I wasn't overly surprised when the pain in the ass down the hall was the first thing that came to my mind. Shit, she was the last thing in it the night before as well. I wonder what fresh hell she's going to get up to today? This shit promises to be long. After the stunt she pulled last night, I'm going to have to reassess my opinion of her. Maybe she's not the timid little mouse I first thought her to be. She couldn't be and stand up for herself the way she did last night.I rolled out of bed and dropped to the floor for three sets of fifty RKC planks before jumping to my feet and heading for the shower. The guys had set up a gym in the basement,

I stomped into the kitchen after leaving her on the landing to finally grab that coffee. I felt hot and out of sorts though Mace had the AC blasting already. "Careful, that's…" He held up his hand when I put the freshly brewed cup of java to my lips and swallowed, "hot." Yeah, too late; I remembered that Wolf and he had rigged the coffeepot to make the coffee boiling hot. I was too angry to feel that shit this morning, though. And the kicker, I couldn't tell the most highly skilled psychiatrist what my problem was because I haven't the first fucking clue.I'd stormed up the stairs after leaving her in the gym only to slam out of my room and right into her not five minutes later. Why? Because as soon as I reached the room, the thought of her down there with the two of them made my ass mental for some fucked up reason.I'm not sure what the plan was when I stormed out of the room, but seeing her in the barely-there shorts and that tank that did nothing to hide her charms that had been s

What the heck? I almost lifted my hand to rub my chest where it hurt. Why should I feel this almost pain in my chest at the mention of some other girl's name? Maybe because of the way his face had softened when he thought of her. It's obvious that he cares for her, whoever she is. She gets warm looks and winsome smiles while I get growls and insults. Oh well, I knew there had to be some blonde bombshell somewhere in his life.That didn't stop me from feeling just a little bit melancholic, though, and the eggs that I'd only just been thinking had got to be the best I'd ever had suddenly lost their taste. I kept my head down for the rest of the meal and was just thankful I didn't cry or do anything more stupid.I excused myself from the table at the first opportunity. "You okay, Silla?" Mom started to get up from her seat at the table where she was working on her third cup of coffee while in deep conversation with Mace, who, as far as I can tell, was the nicest one in this bunch."I'm fi

There I go again. As soon as he stepped out of the Hummer, my skin went hot and cold, then back to hot again. I've been a mess all morning since he left, sometimes even coming close to tears. There was no denying it now; I have a crush. It's my first, and it's a doozy. I thought crushes were supposed to be flighty schoolgirl tingles you get for your favorite movie star or celebrity, not this heart-stomping gut-wrenching mess that felt like my insides were being ripped out by sharp claws. Aren't these things supposed to build up over time? I barely know him, have hardly seen any other side to him other than the gruff persona he's shown me since we met. You'd think that after years spent dealing with Sam, I'd want to be as far away from someone with Gabriel's obvious strength as possible.Somehow none of that seems to matter unless I'm just suffering from some sort of hero worship because of the way he swooped in and took over the way no one else has before, snatching mom and me from t

I headed back to the house and made a detour to the gym. Since Wolf wouldn't let me go break Sam's fucking neck, a good workout was the next best thing to let off some steam. Nothing beats pounding the hell out of something when my blood is up like this, plus she'd robbed me of my morning workout with her shit.I replayed Celine's words over and over again in my head, trying to make sense of this new development. What kind of man leaves his kid to suffer at the hands of another? It's a given that her situation was nothing like mine; mom and I lucked out with John. But as a man, I find it hard to believe that any man would leave his seed at the mercy of a monster.According to Celine, he'd been out of the picture long before Silla was born, and even though I know it happens, it's baffling to my sense of honor that anyone would willingly do such a bitch ass thing. But does it even make sense to follow that thread? I can't see where this missing man could possibly fit into what we had goi