All Chapters of Burning Desires: Craving For My Father's Best Friend (Biker): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 120 Liliana's POV A soft knock came at the door, timid, really. Then Tabitha's voice followed, all muffled through the wood there. The doctor's here. I just froze right then. My fingers balled up into fists at my sides, and the air rushed out of my lungs in this sharp kind of exhale. This was it now. No more running away from the thing I'd been dreading so much. No more telling myself it was only nerves, you know, or maybe stress, or even my imagination playing some cruel trick on me. Let him in, I said. My voice came out quieter than I'd meant it to. My throat felt all dry and scratchy. The door creaked open slowly like that, and my stomach flipped hard when I saw not just the doctor but Gerald coming in with him too. My heart was pounding away in my chest, so loud I figured the whole room could hear it beating. Gerald. Just him being there made me feel trapped, like I couldn't even catch my breath. He had no business showing up here. Not for something like this. The

Chapter 122 Cassandra's POV The glass felt warm in my hand. The drink was a dull amber color. It caught the lamplight and turned it like honey. I took another slow sip, savoring the burn it left along my throat. I tried to steady the fluttering in my chest. Outside the window, the packhouse was alive with low voices and laughs from the Ravagers and maid. I was the only one that seemed miserable thanks to the glaring problem Gereal had created for me. The bastard. I couldn't believe I had to deal with this trouble. Liliana and a child. Those words snarled around one another in my mind until there was nothing left of the polite, composed cadence I'd spent months cultivating. A child. A fucking child! How could Gerald have been so fucking stupid? How could he give a bitch like Liliana his seed, which was supposed to fucking belong to me? My hand shook as I set the glass down. The wood of the bedside table was smooth and cold beneath my palm. I wanted to smash the glass into

Chapter 124 Liliana's POV I couldn't help but think that Gerald was keeping something secret from me. It was no longer just a fleeting notion but had been eating at me ever since I had learned of it the other day. He'd been discussing it with Landen, and although Gerald's voice had held its characteristic smooth assurance, Landen's had broken on fear. He'd claimed he was too scared of how my father would react. That had bothered me. And it bothered me more than I cared to acknowledge. As long as Gerald had secrets, you know, something about my father, then I was not just going to sit back and act as if all was well. So on this night when the pack house was at last quieted, I slipped out of my bedroom. The hallways were dark, most of the lights turned off, shadows pouring over the walls as if they also had secrets to keep. I made straight for Gerald's study. Whatever it was he was hiding had to go there. My hands trembled just sufficiently as I reached for the knob and opened the

Chapter 127LilianaI woke up to blood everywhere.“Gerald?” I called as I managed to sit up.“Gerald! I'm bleeding!” I cried, but the packhouse was quiet.I stood and made my way down the stairs, my hands practically shaking.There was blood on my shirt and hands, but I had no idea how it had gotten there.“Max! Gerald! Anyone, please help.” I screamed, my voice choked up.I looked down and found myself standing on top of a pool of blood.The blood was coming out from inside me.“Ahhhh, my baby.” I screamed, clutching my stomach.My voice echoed back to me as if the house were empty.My heart raced, my soul almost leaving my body.“How did this happen?” I whispered.The sound of eerie laughter suddenly cut through my defenses, and I froze.The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't place my finger on it.I managed to get past the pool of blood and began to run.I tried to go through the front door, but it was bricked over.The voice became closer, sending shivers down my spine.A doo

CHAPTER 129LILIANA“What’s that?” I asked Cain the next day in the training ground. I knew I was supposed to be resting, but the recurring dream I was having had made me wake up way too early, and I needed to clear my head.He turned around to look at me with wide eyes.“Hey, princess. Watcha doing here?” he asked, still holding a weird device in his hand.“I live here.” I said in a sarcastic tone.“Well, obviously. I’m asking what you are doing in the training ground.”“To train, what else would I be doing here?”“You are pregnant. Have you forgotten that you should be resting?” He asked, his eyes narrowed to almost slits.“Yeah, not even up to two months.” I glared, tired of being treated like I had this infectious disease.“Well, I can’t let you do anything. It’s against my culture, and also Gerald would kill me, no questions asked.“Why, because I disobeyed you?”Cain rolled his eyes.“I’ll carry you back into the house myself if you don’t go willingly.” He said with a stern voic