All Chapters of DANGEROUS SEDUCTION: BIKER'S LOVE : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Casey POVDay one living at Noah’s place. I went straight to my room and started unpacking the few things I brought with me. This place is totally minimalist, classic Noah style. He’s always hated having too much furniture lying around, but honestly? I hate empty rooms. I need a desk, a bookshelf, and a vanity table at the very least.“Can you make some food for me?”He just walked right into my room out of nowhere, and I jumped.“Can you at least knock, Noah?”“I didn’t think there were any boundaries between us,” he shot back. “And hello? This is my house. I can go wherever I want.”“That’s not an answer!”I walked up to him and gave him a little shove.“What do you even want me to cook?”“Anything. I’m starving.”“Why don’t you just order delivery or something?”“Nah. I want you to make it.”He’s doing this on purpose. Just trying to mess with my head.I walked out of the room and headed toward the kitchen, which felt like it was on the other side of the world. This house is way to

Casey POVI was scrolling through the comments on my channel. What used to be all about Noah had totally flipped, now everyone was coming for me hard.“Casey acts all innocent, but she’s actually super calculated.”“I’m so sick of her pretending to care about Noah. She’s sleeping with his dad.”“Does Noah even know Casey’s hooking up with his dad?”“Total trashy gold digger.”“She’s broke and has zero class.”Suddenly, someone slammed my laptop shut. I ran my hands down my face, totally drained.“Stop reading that stuff,” Noah warned me.“How did people even start believing this garbage?”“Arnold’s definitely behind it.”“But it’s not true, Noah! I never had anything going on with your dad, ever.”“You think I’m dumb? I know that. Duh.”I couldn’t focus at all. I grabbed my phone right away and called Arnold. He picked up way too fast.“Hey Casey! How’s it goin’? You like the little gift I sent your way?”“You’re such a jerk, Arnold! You play so dirty, twisted the whole story to make

Noah POVI woke up in Casey’s room this morning. Last night, she was still shivering with fear. I couldn’t bring myself to leave her. I’d planned to head out once she fell asleep, but being with her felt way too right.I caught the scent of food as I sat up. I looked over and saw Casey was still fast asleep. I sighed, just staring at her. Here we were, tangled up in this mess all over again. No. I wasn’t going to let her get dragged into this any deeper. Once I was done with Becky, I’d disappear for good. Casey would never have to see me again. She deserves to live a normal life.For five years, she managed just fine without me. She’s grown into such a better person, even if she’s still the same girl who lets people walk all over her way too easily.I brushed a soft kiss to her forehead, then finally stepped out of the room.I headed toward the kitchen. Jackson was busy setting plates out on the table. I stood there quietly, noticing just how hard he’s been trying to build a life alon

Casey POVNo answer. Just silence creeping between us.Noah’s dark eyes stayed locked on mine. His chest rose and fell heavily. I waited, hoping for an answer to the question I’d just asked.He hates me. James’s death made him hate me. He went to prison and he hates me. He said it plainly. He can’t have a relationship with me like before because he can’t forgive himself for what happened to James.But why is he still protecting me? He’s still here. With me. Holding me, still enjoying my body.“Answer me, Noah. Why’d you just go silent?”He let go of my waist and turned away, stepping back from me.“Don’t be a coward, Noah. What the hell is really going on with you? You don’t want me, but you won’t let me go either. Why are you torturing me like this? Why don’t you just leave me alone? Let Becky find me and kill me.”His footsteps stopped. I watched his back tense, then he turned to face me.“Say that again,” he ordered, his dark eyes burning with authority.My chest tightened. He cont

Casey POVI know better than anyone that the world is a cruel place. Back when I worked as a journalist, I saw firsthand just how risky my job could be whenever I wrote stories that affected people’s lives. I always stayed behind the scenes, writing regardless of the situation, and I did my work with integrity. I was always driven to do better, even though Arnold never once appreciated what I did.He acted like every bit of success was only thanks to his own hard work.Then I started my own social media channels, and suddenly, all eyes were on me. People were leaving comments about Becky, comments about Noah. My head was spinning from it all, but like I told Noah before, it didn’t stop there. Several people sent me direct messages with proof from years ago, confirming that Becky really was involved in violent acts and a biker gang.Turns out, I wasn’t the only one Becky had mistreated. There were other women right here in Wood Town who went through the exact same thing. Most of them h