All Chapters of Bonded To The Mafia Biker : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 110Brenda’s POV“You owe me a bet,” he muttered and I held my breath.I was a fool, I had been the one to come up with that foolish bet and I had been convinced he wasn't going to catch me, I had been onto a hood start before this fools and now every part of my body zigged with fear and expectations.What was he going to make me do?“But…. You see, I was interrupted!” I argued and he stepped closer, his hands reached for my hair and he grabbed it, pulling my head back so I could look up at him.“You didn't add any clause or quirks when you tossed your conditions in my face, how did you say it again?” He asked me, a freakish smirk on his face.“Stop with the dramatics, Kaden!” I snapped and this time when he moved forward, my back hit the wall and his hands went to my sides, trapping me underneath him.The tension in the dark and smelly alleyway got even tighter and this one was a welcome one but I couldn't get down without a fight, not when it came to Kaden Blackwood, my husb

Chapter 112Benzo’s POVA weird atmosphere hung in the clan, and every mile or two from it, I had taken a stroll around the state and through the other residential areas around I noticed the same thing, so I figured, I probably carried the bad spirit with me everywhere.But sincerely, something wasn't right and it was six days since Kaden had gone for his honeymoon with Brenda. They would be returning tomorrow and things would be back to the war zone.I was working out my bad energy in the mansion gym but I had taken a break to stare down at what was going on outside. The burnt down cottage was like it didn't even exist, the guards had cleared it out and it was like any other bare ground, and when it snowed it didn't even show something existed.I barely saw Alistair and I was scared for him, I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was doing something ridiculous and foolish and like anything else, it wound up catching up with him.Kira was a shadow and she always appeared to be in a

Brenda's POV I was still lost in my thoughts about Kaden when a strange car pulled up and Alistair ordered that I get in.I rolled my eyes at him. The audacity with which he spoke was second to none, but somehow I still found myself getting in without any questions. What was I even thinking?I had thought he had planned a surprise for me, and wanted me to get into the car just so he could pull off the surprise. But oh well, I guess I was the dumbest person to have even thought that.It all felt unreal and confusing not until he got into the driver's seat and started the car, zooming off without a word.I sat up, keeping my head steady as I stared into the front mirror to catch a glimpse of his face. “What… what's going on here?” I quizzed, my voice shaking despite how hard I tried to keep it normal.He didn't say anything— not a word. He just kept driving and stealing occasional glances at me through the mirror in front of him. My cheeks flushed, and I felt like hitting him for mak

Chapter 116Kira The moment we got back to the airport and there was no trace of Brenda nor Alistair, my heart raced. It first felt like a joke… maybe even a prank, but we'd been waiting here for what seemed to be ages and there seemed to be no sign of them returning.Karen looked uneasy, as he kept chewing on his left thumb, saying no word.His face at this point screamed danger… like he was ready to deal with whoever came in his way or stop him from finding Brenda.Confusion struck me like a heavy lightning, and I could do nothing but watch helplessly as he mumbled inaudible words to himself.I exhaled deeply and reached out for his hand, but the stare I got was enough warning to stay away.“Heaven knows I won't spare that asshole if I ever get a hold of him.” He cussed, his breath uneven, laced with pure aggression.I watched him quietly, like a prey trying to avoid its predator. Karen was always dangerous whenever he gets upset at anyone, let alone when it had to do with his love

Chapter 118 KarenOne click of my finger, and the men stormed in, their boots striking the floor like thunder. They bowed their heads low, waiting for my command.“Take him and lock him up,” I ordered, my voice calm, but sharp enough to cut through steel.They grabbed Alistair by the arms. His legs wobbled. Blood stained his lip. His head hung low like a broken puppet. He didn’t fight. He didn’t even dare to look at me.“Mr… Mr. Karen, please—” he began, but my glare shut him up before he could finish.“Not a word,” I said. “You’ll speak when I allow you to.”The men dragged him out, and his groans echoed down the hallway.For a while, I didn’t move. My chest heaved gently. My hands were still. My face was calm. But inside, a fire burned that could melt iron.I walked to the small screen on the wall. One tap, and I could see through the cameras. The men had thrown Alistair into the dungeon. The walls were made of cold gray stone, wet from the dripping pipes above. The floor was rough