Lahat ng Kabanata ng Biker-in-law's Death Kiss: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Dean was waiting outside the priest's office.My heart jumped, but I managed to keep a calm appearance.“Did you see her?” I asked, making sure to get the first word out.“Who?” Dean frowned suspiciously at me.“I asked Emma to get me something.” I held his gaze.“What were you doing in the priest’s office, Olivia?” He was staring at me hard, like his eyes were X-rays, and he could see my skeleton, and thoughts too.“You don’t want to know,” I replied, looking away.“Oh, trust me wifey. I do.” He moved closer. “Please tell me what you were doing in the priest’s office for so long. You could not have been praying, the priest was with me the whole time.”“What are you insinuating?”“Nothing a second ago. But now? I think you are buying time to tell the perfect lie.”I squinted at him. Was it not just interesting how you never really knew a man till you married him?“Olivia?”“I got my period, Dean.” I shot out. “Satisfied, hubby?”“No.” He moved to my left and stretched his hand out,

I narrowly missed Dean's bolt as I ran back, and pushed Keith out of the way just at the last second. I heard a crack, and plaster dusted to the floor like fine snow.  I looked up with wide eyes and realized the hook holding Keith’s rope to the ceiling was coming loose. He might just fall at the next swing and die since he was upside down. “Take,” I slipped the dagger into Keith’s hand. “You have to reach up and cut yourself loose.”  “I can’t do it,” Keith said in panic. “I can’t either.” I yelled at him, my body trembling as Dean began to turn around, bolt loaded. “You are too high up.” The man’s face was at my own head level, there was no way my hand would get to the rope holding him up there without a ladder. I pushe

I brushed the stranger's hand off me and kept walking.  I arrived at the DJ stand after staggering twice on those awful stairs leading up here.  "Bloody hell," the music was so loud in this area it felt like drowning in euphoria.  The DJ spotted me, and waved the security off as he left his stand to hold my hand. “Heeey baby,” he smiled down at me, and as I stared up at him, I was again reminded why I had made a great effort to change my appearance.  This celebrity DJ would not have taken a second look at the old Olivia, that sweet, fat teenager with her many rolls. “Hi,” I said, and he smiled even more widely. “You’re American.” I bit back my laughter, there was nothing these foreigners loved more than an American woman. “I&rsquo

I stared at Dean, my heart beating rapidly.  There was no lying-my-way out of this. That had been a vivid dream, and I had called his brother’s name a million times.  Silence echoed as we stared at each other in the dim-lit bedroom. “What can I not find out?” “What?” “Who were you talking to in your dream?” Dean’s voice was deceptively low. “What can DEAN not find out?” My heart thumped hard against my chest, and resumed the normal beat again.  He would not be asking if he knew. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” I started to roll out of bed. “It was a dream.” Dean yanked me back, and I found myself staring into his eyes. “Wha

“Should’ve turned on the light,” I said, took a quick glance at the hallway, and closed the door.Olivia said nothing, just stared at me.And I burned. I wanted to fuck her till her ice broke, and she moaned my name.“What do you want, Olivia?” I said, ripping my leather jacket off.I was done with the games. I wanted more than sex. Her eyes were expressionless as she stared at my chest, but I noticed her knees pressing together.It was a slight movement; any other person would have missed it, but I knew her too well.“You came to watch me undress?” I asked, lowering my zipper and stepping out of my pants.I was hard as fuck now. There was no way to avoid it. I was attracted to the woman and she knew it.As her cold eyes traced my dick print, I remembered her warm mouth around it, and my briefs strained against my erection.“Someone is trying to blackmail me.” She looked away. “What?”“I suspect it’s your new girlfriend. She sent an audio recording of Prom night, with a promise to