All Chapters of Bonded To The Mafia Biker : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 130KiraI couldn't sleep throughout the night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Karen’s face, filled with shock, fear and disbelief. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, my hands clutching the blanket. My mind wouldn’t stop running. None of this made any sense.Karen couldn’t have killed Alistair. I knew him. He wasn’t perfect, but he wasn’t a murderer.I kept replaying everything in my head, restlessly trying to piece out the puzzle.By morning, I made up my mind. I was going to find out the truth myself.I got up, threw on a jacket, and left the house quietly. The guards at the gate barely noticed me as I walked past. My hands were shaking a little, but my mind was clear. I needed answers, and I wasn’t going to rest until I found them.The first person I went to was a guard named Mason. He was one of the few people who had been around that night Alistair died. He was older than most of the other guards, quiet, and usually kept to himself.I found him standing by the ba

Chapter 132Kaden The next morning, I woke up early. The light coming through the curtains was soft and warm. I stretched and sat up, feeling something I hadn’t felt in a long time — calm.When I stepped out into the living room, Kira was already there, sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. She looked up and smiled. “Morning.”“Morning,” I said quietly.She studied my face for a moment. “You look better.”“Yeah,” I said. “A little.”She nodded, her smile widening. “That’s good. You deserve some peace.”I sat down across from her. “Thank you, Kira. For everything.”She waved it off. “You don’t have to thank me. I just did what was right.”“Still,” I said, looking down at the cup she’d poured for me. “Not everyone would’ve believed me.”“I did,” she said softly. “And I always will.”Something in my chest eased even more as she said those words.And then, just like it came, Kira’s smile faded a little when she saw how serious I looked. I could feel the world pressing inside my ches

Chapter 134Brenda“To before all this happened. To when Kaden and I could talk without fear or anger.”She smiled softly. “You can’t go back, Brenda. But you can start again.”Her words hung in the air, reassuring me in the most unimaginable way. I stole a glance at her, and she nodded, like she was confirming what she had said.My lips pressed together, a new surge of hope burning inside me as I stood to my feet. “Thank you Kira for your kind words. I have to take my leave now.”***Later that evening, I found myself walking down the building, near Kaden's block. I didn’t plan to — my feet just sort of led me there. The sun was setting, burning through my skin.I stopped across the building, staring at the small block with the dim light coming from the window. I could see a shadow move inside — his shadow.For a long moment, I just stood there, my hands in my pockets, my heart pounding.I wanted to walk up to the door and knock. I wanted to tell him how sorry I was. But Kira’s words

Chapter 136Brenda For the first time in so long, my heart didn’t feel heavy. It didn’t hurt as much as it used to. There was still sadness, yes, but underneath it, there was also calmness — a gentle calmness that made me feel like everything was slowly falling back into place.When I finally opened my eyes, the first person I saw was Kaden.He was sitting by the window, half-turned toward me, a cup of coffee in his hand. The sunlight touched his face, making his hair glow softly. His expression was calm, his eyes distant — like he was lost in his thoughts.For a few seconds, I just watched him quietly. He looked peaceful, but I could still see traces of tiredness around his eyes.I sat up slowly, the bedsheet falling around me. The soft sound of movement made him turn his head.“Good morning,” he said gently.His voice was low and rough, like he hadn’t spoken in hours.“Good morning,” I replied softly.He gave a small smile — not wide, but real. It was the kind of smile that warmed

Chapter 138KadenI didn’t sleep that night.Even after Brenda went to her room and closed the door, I stayed awake, sitting in the dark living room with my thoughts tearing through me like wild fire. The house was quiet, too quiet, and every small sound made my chest feel heavier. I could hear her faint movements behind her door — the way she shifted, the way her bed creaked softly when she turned.I wanted to go to her, to explain myself, to tell her that everything I did came from a place of love and fear. But another part of me said no — she needed to understand first. She needed to see that I wasn’t playing anymore.I had lost her once before. I had watched her walk away, watched her disappear into a world that only wanted to hurt her. I couldn’t go through that again. I wouldn’t.By morning, my mind was made up.When Brenda came out of her room, she looked tired. Her eyes were puffy, like she hadn’t slept much either. She gave me a small smile, but it was forced, and it didn’t r