All Chapters of Burning Desires: Craving For My Father's Best Friend (Biker): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 110.Liliana.Gerald's voice had that edge to it. Low and sharp. "What are you doing here?"I put the papers back on his desk. I wouldn't flinch. "Great," I said, lifting my chin. "I was wondering what time you were planning to show up." My heart was beating fast. I had not expected him to come back so soon.His jaw ticked. The room felt heavy with tension for a moment. Then Landen's lips twitched. Not quite a smile. Not quite a smirk. "Well," he said in that dry tone of his. Unreadable. "I'll leave you two married lovebirds alone.""Landen," Gerald muttered. It was a warning. But his friend was already turning toward the door."Don't do anything I wouldn't," Landen added. He slipped out. He shut the door behind him. His absence made the room even tighter. Like the walls had leaned in. To listen.I crossed my arms over my chest. "You've been gone all week, Gerald. Avoiding me again. Why?"He stiffened. "

Chapter 112 Liliana I paced my room waiting for the doctor to arrive. Gerald was attending to one of his men. This couldn't be happening to me. It just couldn't. I was practically going crazy. Gerald was panicking too, but he continuously kept contradicting himself, and I was getting pissed. How could he even be thinking about the baby when he could not even commit to me? It was absolutely ridiculous. Anger rose to my chest as I wondered why I hadn't gotten angry at him when he was here. He has some nerve. Just then, Tabitha walked into my room, humming a melody. “Hey, mistress.” She waved. She paused when she saw my face. “Are you okay?” She asked, her voice now laced with worry and stress. “Yeah… I am fine. Well, no. I am not. I think I may be pregnant.” “What?” Her eyes wid

Chapter 114Cassandra's POV.I sat in my father's office, flipping through the papers he'd left for me. My phone buzzed then. At first, I brushed it off as some servant nagging about nothing important. But the thing kept going. It rang once more, then again.Frowning, I grabbed it."Hello." My voice came out sharp.Silence. Then a whisper broke through. "Mistress Cassandra, forgive me for calling like this. But I thought you needed to know. It's about Liliana."That name hit me hard. My chest squeezed tight. I gripped the phone so fiercely I nearly cracked it. "What about her?" My tone dropped low, dangerous.The voice paused. "There's a rumor spreading through the pack. The doctor got called to her room. Folks are saying she might be pregnant. With the Alpha's child."Everything in me went still. For a second, I figured I misheard. Pregnant. With Gerald's baby.My heart sank like a rock in deep water.

116. Gerald “Before you make it a big deal, listen to me.” “Listen to you?” Cassandra asked, eyes narrowed, and barely restraining herself from slapping me across the face again. “It's not what you think…” “Where is the bitch?” She asked, walking past me, impatience in every part of her body, clearly uninterested in hearing anything I had to say. “Liliana!” She yelled, climbing up the stairs. Landen gave me a look to go after her, and my legs finally obeyed me and moved. Who the fuck told her about this? I was going to kill whoever did. “You homewrecker! Come down here, now!” She growled, taking the stairs two at a time. As I pursued her up the stairs, Lilian suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs. My heart stopped beating for a second. “What is going on here?” She asked, oblivious to what was happening. She was still in her training gear. I didn't move fast enough before Cassandra punched her square in the face. Just as I rushed to stop it. Cassandra was suddenly

Chapter 118. Gerald's POV. That bottle smashed into the wall hard, making a huge cracking sound. Glass flew everywhere across the floor. It was like sharp rain coming down. Whiskey started running down the wood panels. The smell hung thick in the air like acid. Max didn't even move. His chest went up and down. Each breath sounded like a held-back growl. "You've lost it," he growled. His voice stayed low. But it cut right through the quiet like a knife. His eyes locked on me. They were full of anger and of disgust too. Like he was looking at some stranger he could not recognize. I stood up straighter, blood still wet on my busted lip. "Careful, Max." "No, you be fucking careful." He moved in closer. Heat radiating off him like from a hot stove as he poked his fingers against my chest. "You've turned into a coward. Liliana's sinking because of you, and here you are, fucking pouring another drink like that fixes everything. Do you know what you've done?" My stomach tightened a