All Chapters of Burning Desires: Craving For My Father's Best Friend (Biker): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CHAPTER 42LILIANA POVThe cell was cold, and the smell of concrete and mold stuck to the air like glue. The only source of warmth was Stella's big body and the other girls in the cell. We were all huddled up together like sardines in a can of tuna, trying to beat the cold.My eyes slowly fluttered open. I wasn't sure what time it was, but something told me we were getting closer to nighttime.The smell of incense was the giveaway. I had been here for a total of three days and had already gotten the hang of the routines in this cave.I could tell it was morning when the soldiers brought us pancakes that looked and tasted like cardboard and were particularly chatty. And evening was when they burned incense, and the cave was cooler.Slowly, I moved away from the huddled bodies and immediately regretted it as the cold seeped back into my bones from all angles. I shivered, crossing my hands around my body.I could hear footsteps running up and down outside th

CHAPTER 44LillianaIt didn't take long for us to be surrounded by other swarms of guards.'Kill as many as you can,' I yelled and began to shoot at every single guard who came at me and even the ones that didn't.I was never particularly good with guns, but somehow my need to survive and get out of here forced out my skill. I was feral.A guard charged towards me, pouncing and transforming midair.I drew my katana at the last minute and managed to block his blow.The impact sent me flying through the air and landing against a pillar. I pushed myself up from the ground just as he was about to attack again and blocked with my sword. I fell to the ground, scraping my arms. Just as he was about to bite my neck, he stopped as if in shock, and then the next second, his head fell off his neck, landing on the floor beside me. Stella stared down at me, pushing the rest of its body away from my stomach and helping me up."Are you okay?" she asked.I shook my head. How could I be okay? I had se

CHAPTER 46GERALDThe moment I see the ropes lying there like discarded snakes, my blood runs hot. My fists clench so tight that my nails bite into my palms. Jared is rambling something behind me, but I can't hear him, not over the roar in my head. That kid just cost us precious time."Spread out!" I bark, spinning on my heel. "I want every inch of this town combed. He couldn't have gotten far."Sel grabs my arm, her voice low but firm. "Gerald, he's gone. Look at that window; he planned this. We'll waste hours chasing shadows."I glare at her, my jaw locked. She's right, but that doesn't stop the anger churning in my gut. I feel like a fool. Landen will eat me alive for this mistake.Right on cue, the door bangs open and Landen storms in, his expression dark enough to curdle blood. "What the hell did I tell you?" His voice is low, but there's enough venom in it to make the room feel smaller. "We had one lead, Gerald. One. And you let him slip because you wanted to play merciful Alpha

CHAPTER 48LILIANAAs soon as I was done with breakfast, my door suddenly swung open, and Tabitha ran in, her eyes wide with excitement.“Mistress, you’re back! “No!” she cried, practically lunging herself at me like a slingshot.I fell back on my bed, chuckling and hugging her back. I had not realized just how much I missed her until now.“I missed you so much,” she said, her voice cracking as she held me tight, as if if she let go, I would disappear.She pulled away, smiling with tears in her almond eyes.“Hey, don’t cry,” I said, wiping her eyes with the pads of my thumbs.“How can I not? I thought something happened to you. I was so worried.” She sniffed, her lips pouting in distress. She was such a cute crier. Her face looked like the definition of a frowning emoji.Damn. I had not realized just how much my absence had affected her.I felt worse than I did before I had left.“I’m so sorry for making you worry.” I pulled her in for another hug. “I just needed a little space to thin

CHAPTER 50LilianaThere was a whole section of equipment... sewing machines, you name it. All arranged and stacked upon each other.I glanced over at Gerald, my mouth hanging open.When he told me about his ability to sew, I didn't believe him. I couldn't imagine a man like him could.It made no sense, but seeing all of thisIt felt like I was in a sweatshop."Wait, this is all yours?" I asked with wide eyes."Yeah. "Although I inherited most of it from my mother," he said, looking around with his hands on his waist like a proud father. It was the most relaxed I had ever seen him.I scoffed. "It looks like you ran a sweatshop in here. There are almost one, two, three... twelve sewing machines here. Youere definitely running a sweatshop, weren't you?' I half-teased."Well, your fa..." he started to say but suddenly stopped, as if he had almost revealed something he wasn't supposed to. "I mean, yes. Something like that," he murmured. "Although sweatshop is extreme. It was more like an