Two hot Alphas bet on the biker-widow mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

CARLOTTA’S POVThe whispers and heated accusations buzzed around me, but my ears barely caught their words through the haze of grief and fear. My eyes stared blankly at Dante's casket, draped in velvet, adorned with white lilies, ironically innocent flowers for an Alpha who knew nothing of gentleness. A man who robbed me of my youth and innocence. A ruthless Alpha I despised, yet whose death left me trembling, uncertain, and trapped in another nightmare.The weight of my thick-rimmed glasses pressed against my nose as I kept my head down, playing the part of the broken little omega they expected to see. "Look at her, just sitting there like she lost something precious," Dante's aunt spat venomously, eyeing me as though I were a filthy insect. "She's probably glad he's dead.""Ungrateful brat!" his cousin Elena snapped bitterly. "She should be on her knees, thanking Dante's corpse for feeding her worthless omega family for two years."Omega family. The words stung because that's what

CARLOTTA’S POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the small window as I heard Mama moving around the tiny kitchen. The smell of coffee filled the air, and for a moment, I could pretend I was still a child waking up in our old house."Good morning, baby," Mama called softly as I sat up on the couch, rubbing my eyes."Morning, Mama," I mumbled, trying to smooth down my messy hair.She appeared in the doorway, already dressed for work in her simple black uniform. "I have to leave for the Blackwood mansion soon, but I've been thinking about you all night.""About what?" I asked, stretching my stiff muscles."About your future," she said, sitting down beside me on the couch. "I'm going to bring us some food from the kitchen today - Mrs. Blackwood doesn't mind when I take leftovers home.""That's kind of her," I said quietly.Mama reached over and took my hands. "Carlotta, I need you to listen to me carefully. You're only eighteen years old. Eighteen! You shouldn't be living your life li

CARLOTTA’S POVThe bell rang for recess, and I practically bolted from my seat, eager to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the classroom. Madison's eyes had been on me the entire time, making it impossible to concentrate on anything Professor Williams was saying.Just avoid them, I told myself as I made my way through the crowded hallway. Find somewhere quiet to eat lunch and stay out of their way.The cafeteria was buzzing with activity when I stepped inside. Students clustered around tables, their voices creating a din that reminded me of the school cafeterias from my childhood. I grabbed a tray and got in line, keeping my head down and hoping to blend into the crowd.But as I turned from the food counter, tray in hand, I nearly walked straight into someone's chest."Well, well," a smooth voice said above me. "You must be the new girl everyone's been talking about."I looked up to see a tall guy with dark hair and green eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief. He was handsome i

Carlotta's POVThe shock of Paxton's kiss slowly faded, leaving me feeling raw and exposed in the middle of the bustling cafeteria. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, my lips still tingling from the unexpected contact.What the hell was that? I thought, anger starting to replace the confusion that had frozen me in place.I was about to give him a piece of my mind when I noticed something that made me pause. His shoulders, which had been squared and confident moments before, now seemed to slump slightly. There was something almost... vulnerable about the way he was standing now that Gabriel was gone.Paxton turned to face me, his blue eyes searching my face with what looked like genuine concern. "Are you okay?"That was it? No explanation for the kiss? No apology? Just a casual question like he hadn't just turned my world upside down in front of half the school?"Am I okay?" I repeated, my voice tight with controlled anger. "You just kissed me without asking, used me to make som

Carlotta's POVThe final bell rang, and I gathered my books slowly, watching as students rushed toward the exits. My first day at college had been a disaster from start to finish - bullies, unwanted attention from Gabriel, and Paxton's condescending dismissal of my interest in racing.Maybe tomorrow will be better, I thought, though I wasn't holding my breath.As I walked toward the main entrance, I caught fragments of conversation from a group of students huddled near the lockers. The words "race" and "tonight" made me slow my pace and move closer."...going to be epic," one of them was saying, a tall guy with bleached hair. "Gabriel's been training for weeks.""Yeah, but Paxton's got that new engine modification," replied a girl with purple streaks in her hair. "My money's on him.""Are you kidding? Gabriel's bike is a beast," said another guy, shorter with thick glasses. "Plus, he's got that hunger, you know? Like he's got something to prove."I hesitated for a moment, then approach