All Chapters of Biker-in-law's Death Kiss: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

I scanned Colt’s front door open with my thumbprint to find Tara Cox on a couch in his living room, and there was something about the shock on her face that made my heart drop. My legs froze in the doorway, and Axel ran into me.I turned around, apologizing awkwardly as he looked over my head into the living room, and he frowned.“It’s OK, Liv.” He returned absentmindedly, walking beside me into the living room. “Where is Sean?” His voice was not at all friendly.Tara regarded him cooly, seeming more like herself every passing second, and she shrugged. “Savannah needed him this morning, so he asked me here since my house is closer,”“What?” Axel frowned, and his fury at this information whipped up my suspicion and earlier uneasiness awake, again. I turned, running and taking the staircase two at a time, while Axel continued to drill Tara with even more questions. “Why did he not call me, when did he leave?”I got to the landing, my eyes sweeping around to find the masked men nowhe

“What are you talking about?” I walked closer to him, and his shoulders sagged. “Tara has given into hysterics in the past. She can be quite disillusioned and if she gets a crazy idea in her head, she never lets it go.”“What?” “She probably sees you as a mistress, and herself as my real girlfriend.” He winced now. “I remember some of her words during the…” He paused, and I felt sick at the thought of her on top of him, touching him, and I wanted to scream. “She kept saying she forgave me, and it was OK as long as I remembered where home was.”My brows knotted. “Almost like I had been cheating on her with you, and she was the loving, tolerant girlfriend.” He said, and I bit my lip hard, unable to hold back anymore.“What happened last night?” He froze, and then his eyes fell before he faced me again. He described the video that had lured him to the Gyehna’s house, sitting atop the sea.“He stuck something in me.” His hand traveled to the back of his neck to rub it now. “There wa

How long ago was it when I was in this same position? But the man who had been walking Caroline out, the man I had been expecting would return and cause chaos, had been my husband, not his brother.I stared at the realistic image of me sitting at the beach, my beach hat mostly covering my face. In his painting he had made the sea look violent and the area windy, when it had looked completely different that day.And I knew he did this to represent my emotional state that day. I frowned, leaning in to take a closer look at this image of me sitting at the beach under a grey sky with an angry sea that threatened to burst past its banks.“Are those?” I stared at the very faint lip marks he had painted over my body.“Kisses,” he said, leaning down with his hands on the table to stare into my eyes. “I wanted to undo the scars, since I failed to do so in reality.“Thank you, Leonardo,” I said, pushing my seat back to stand up. “But I’m afraid I cannot accept this.”“You just called me by my

My hand froze midway to the desk phone and I stared at her.Finally, I crossed my fingers. “Is this how you plan to help me, Ms Demadov? Do you seriously think this is the first time I have heard that piece of advice?” I bit off coldly.But that did not deter the woman. Instead, she leaned in. “I know you’ve heard it, and I also know if you heeded, you wouldn't need me now.” She leaned back then and scoffed affectionately like I was such a dumb child. “You have more business awards than men twice your age, and you’re going to watch all that crumble? I spent time with your portfolio and I cannot tell you how impressed I was.”“That’s in the past,” I waved it off, not at all moved by this flattery when she was almost condescending, right in my face.“I’m not suggesting what to do in your personal life, but in places where people can see, we need to rewrite the script. There’s no reason you should both be living together, vacationing together, closeted together behind closed doors at t

COLT“OK.” She had a grimace as if she was barely conceding. “I’ll not move, but we have to stay away from each other in public.”My shoulders sagged. Did she not realize how exhausting this was becoming? “You’re pulling us back to the time when Dean was still here?” Her eyes narrowed into furious slits, her lips flattened, and she walked past me with her purse in a tight grip.Fuck! We were not doing this again, “Olivia.”She did not turn, walking out of the garage into the morning room, the pants of her cream-colored suit, crisp and tapered down her legs.“Olivia.”She moved farther, that body devoted to hot yoga, sprinting across the floor of the morning room into the lounge area and I groaned, crossed the distance and grabbed her arm. “What the hell do you want me to do?” She spun around to yell in my face, her hair whipping me. “I’m trying here, I’m trying really hard.”And her lips made that trembling motion, her eyes glossy with tears, and I flinched. Was I the problem here