All Chapters of Two hot Alphas bet on the biker-widow mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Carlota’s POVI took a deep breath, trying to keep my voice calm. “I… I wanted to use the time to call for the teacher,” I said. “I just needed a moment to clear my head before class started.”Her eyes lingered on me for a moment, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. Not many people knew the truth about my past, about the deal my father had made, about the price he had paid to get me here. If she knew... She didn’t say anything else. She just nodded slowly and walked away. But I caught the subtle suspicious look in her eyes as she glanced over her shoulder. That look made my chest tighten. She was watching me, thinking. I thought I would have a peaceful time here but now I'm so anxious with everything. Tiana is making my life a living hell, it's not as if I can't deal with her. I'm just trying to hide my strength and not bring much attention to myself. I already have a bad past, why does she keep bothering me? I would also be happy if Gabriel left me alone, it's not my fault that

Carlota’s POVI was walking home with my books and papers clutched in my arms, my backpack slung over one shoulder. The only time I felt good, that I could hide anywhere, was when I was going home, and it was such a relief that I was starting to go home away from everyone’s eyes.But my relief didn’t last.A figure stepped out from behind a parked car, blocking my path. I froze for a moment, recognizing the family crest on his jacket—Delgrave. My heart sank. I had thought I’d left that world behind. I had thought Dante Delgrave, my past, and all the pain that came with it were over.I took a step back, shifting my books in my hands, trying to appear calm. “What do you want?” I asked, my voice steady but my insides twisting.He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Carlota. It’s… been a while.”“I don't think we are not close to talk to each other like this, so can I help you?” I snapped at him.He shook his head. “I know you don't think much of us, but we used to be family after all.

Carlota’s POVI slung my bag over my shoulder and pushed through the hallway, trying to ignore the crowded chaos of students all around me. My locker was just ahead, and I fumbled with the combination as my mind raced. I had barely gotten through the door of the school when I felt it—a nagging tension, like I could already sense trouble waiting for me.I twisted the dial, feeling my fingers slip once, then again, until finally the locker clicked open. I shoved my books inside, but my hand brushed against something folded and thin. A piece of paper. I pulled it out carefully and unfolded it.The handwriting made my stomach twist. “You are still mine.”I froze. My pulse quickened as my eyes scanned the words again, just to make sure I wasn’t imagining them. I knew immediately it wasn’t from Gabriel. I know he's very possessive, but there's no way he's going to do something like this.I shoved the paper into the back of my locker, hiding it behind some notebooks. It has to be Paxton, I t

Gabriel’s POVI was walking through the quiet street, my mind half on school, half on Carlota. I just couldn't stop thinking about her, which made me realize how much I was struck by her. She does have a lot of effect on me, even though she doesn't know it yet.I turned a corner, still thinking about all those things. My lips curved slightly, remembering the times she had teased me, pushed me, and yet somehow made me feel like I had to protect her.Then a voice called my name. “Gabriel!”I froze, glancing around. Who the hell is calling me so loudly? I narrowed my eyes, trying to locate the voice. “Who’s there?” I asked, my voice calm but firm.A man stepped out of the shadows. I hadn’t seen him before, but he looked completely strange to me. He had broad shoulders, a long coat, a face I couldn’t place, but the intensity in his eyes was hard to ignore.“Where do I know you from?” I asked, taking a step back.He shook his head slowly, a smirk on his lips. “You don’t need to know that.

Carlota’s POVI was preparing to go home from school when I got a call from the underground racing committee, who are involved in overseeing everything. I know I'm getting this kind of privilege to get a personal call because of who I am, so the only reason they would call me now is because they have something to say. I quickly picked it up.“Hello. What can I do for you?” I asked them.“It's good to hear your voice. We're calling to tell you about an underground racing that is about to take place, and we would need your positive response on participation,” the person on the other side said.Of course, they would have my positive response under everything because I remember sending a contract with them anyway. But besides that, I need money right now. I would have declined all of this just to focus on school a little bit and keep myself out of the spotlight for a little.Most especially now that I feel like I'm being watched everywhere. Everyone is finding out every secret of mine tha