A Princess In An All Male Biker Clan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Marina's POVI walked into the casino fearlessly with my head held high. This will be my first appearance after a long time.This black provocative dress, my hair in a classic sleek bun, my lips stained the color of fresh blood, and my milky skin made me feel like the Russian princess that I was for once.It wasn't hard to understand why all the attention was on me, and honestly, I didn't need it, but I needed to look the part.I needed to double the last four million dollars I had left, since mom refused to give any more to me. All I did was buy expensive designer pants, exquisite male jackets and T-shirts and a couple of caps, like a dozen times. I understood that she didn't like that I dressed that way, but I preferred comfort over stupid dresses like this one I had on now. Not only did it invite unwanted attention, it also made me look different, like some prey.The casino was similar to the ones I've seen in movies, and men in well tailored suits were scattered across like ants

Marina's POVI needed to run, and fast. Sure my hair was shorter and even in a different colour, but you'll surely recognize who you fuck, won't you?It was a give and take fuck, a hate sex so I'm pretty sure he thought about me often. Now he would probably catch me here, wonder why I'm here and when he finds out, I'll get killed.“I told you not to let someone in when I'm not here. Where is the new recruit?”His voice sliced through my thoughts and I jerked a bit and swallowed a lump in my throat. I began to shake nervously as he approached. I guess I haven't been hearing what he has been saying since he arrived because I was deep in thought.The whole den fell silent as his shoes blessed each ground he walked on towards me. Oliver practically stiffened. I was so scared because there was no way he wouldn't recognize me.Would he kill me now, just like he killed my mom or would he take me to a cell to beat me up first?Beats of sweat formed on my forehead in an instant and I felt myse

Marina's POV“Sergey! What were you thinking! You do realize you just gave the captain the upper hand in this situation, right? He'll definitely make you leave. What are you going to do when you just got here?”Oliver's hands flew to his mouth when I told him this morning. The whole of last night, I turned in my sleep and when I managed to dream, beads of sweat would break out when I jerked awake. Nightmares of being caught, my life taken away from me when I've barely started. I tried to steady my breathing, telling myself that if I tricked my heart into believing I wasn't in distress, maybe it wouldn't be, but it didn't work, and Oliver was making it a hundred times worse.Won't tell him shit again, noted.“I'll figure it out. I'm leaving now, he just called me to the garage.” I said, standing up to leave. We just had lunch at the general cafeteria. I absolutely didn't enjoy the sauce that came with the rice. Gosh, I missed home for this one thing. I didn't even have a home anymore

Marina's POVI began to mount the new one back in position. I installed it using the reversal process for the removal. I made sure it was properly seated and it aligned with all the necessary mounting points. I finally reconnected the wires to their respective terminals. I torqued all the bolts and reconnected the battery. When I finished, I rose up and kick-started the ignition. It rumbled to life, but just before I could scream in victory, it made silly noises with wire sparks. My smile faded and I immediately crouched back down. I didn't want to look at Varce’s face but when I did, he was even angrier than he was initially.Damn. I checked for any issues over and over, fixed the minor ones and finally started the engine again.It worked. It fucking worked. No weird noises. I rose to my feet and looked around but they all looked stunned, and I was unclear if it was in a bad way or not. Then I saw Varce approach me and for some reason I took a step back and watched him start the

Marina's POV“No no no! No, please wait!” I pleaded as he rose to his feet.“You can't do this! You can't!” I cried out.“I can do whatever the fuck I want. Yes, you fixed my bike, but you're not a good sport. You don't have what it takes to belong here. I warned you not to fuck up, and you couldn't even listen for up to twenty four hours, could you?” His voice was deeper and angrier as the seconds rolled by, and he turned into someone I didn't understand, someone unapproachable.“No, but–”“There's no buts, you're leaving.”Then I took a deep breath, unable to understand what the hell was going on. Why was he supporting such? Destroying an old woman's wall with spray paint? Who does that?He turned away to leave but stopped in his tracks when I raised my voice at him, my mouth running faster than I intended. He then turned back around to face me as he listened, looking like he couldn't believe the words that were spewing out of my mouth.“What kind of a leader are you? You're support