All Chapters of Bad Boy Biker : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The sheriff's station felt like a tomb at midnight. Sierra Santos sat behind her desk, a file folder open in front of her. Valentina sat across from her, Axel standing guard at the door."You shouldn't have come here," Sierra said, not looking up."You summoned me." Valentina's voice was steady despite her racing heart. "Your deputy said it was urgent. About Duke's case.""Axel can wait outside.""Axel stays." Valentina's jaw set. "Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of him."Sierra's eyes lifted, cold and assessing. "Suit yourself." She pushed the folder across the desk. "Look."Valentina opened it. Crime scene photos spilled out. A shallow grave. Bones wrapped in a tarp. Close-ups of the remains. A rusted knife.Her stomach lurched."That's Robert Reynolds," Sierra said. "Duke and Connor's father. Found buried on the old Reynolds property, exactly where Connor said it would be.""Connor told you where to look." Valentina's hands shook as she held the photos. "That doesn't

Dawn broke gray and cold over the county jail. Duke sat on his bunk, staring at the wall. Twenty-four hours since Sierra's offer. Twelve hours since Valentina's last visit, her eyes full of fear she tried to hide.He hadn't slept.Footsteps approached. Not the guard's heavy tread. These were lighter, calculated. Connor.His brother stood outside the cell in an expensive suit, looking every inch the successful businessman. Everything Duke wasn't and would never be."Morning, little brother." Connor's smile didn't reach his eyes. "Sleep well?"Duke didn't answer."I'll take that as a no." Connor pulled up a chair, sitting just out of reach. "We need to talk. Man to man. Brother to brother.""We're not brothers.""Blood says otherwise." Connor leaned back. "But I'm not here to debate family trees. I'm here with an offer.""Not interested.""You haven't heard it yet." Connor pulled out a folder, opened it to show legal documents. "A confession. Signed by you, admitting to our father's pre

The clubhouse felt different at 2 AM. Emptier. Colder. Valentina stood at the head of the table with Axel on one side and Sierra Santos on the other. The irony wasn't lost on anyone.Snake and Garrett arrived first, eyes widening at the sight of the sheriff."What the hell—" Snake started."She's helping us," Valentina cut him off. "Long story. Short version: Connor's been playing everyone.""Including me," Sierra added quietly. "And I'm here to make it right."The door opened again. More members filtered in—Cage, Reaper, Murphy. The ones who'd stayed loyal to Duke. Five men total, plus Valentina and Sierra. Against Connor's six, plus whatever resources he had outside the club."This is everyone?" Valentina asked."Everyone who'll listen." Axel's jaw was tight. "The others think we're traitors.""Then we prove them wrong." Sierra pulled out her phone, connected it to the TV mounted on the wall. "I'm about to commit career suicide, so pay attention."She pulled up recordings. Connor's

Duke signed the papers at 3 PM.Not Connor's confession—Sierra's deal. The one she'd offered in the cell, what felt like a lifetime ago. Leave Valentina. Walk away clean. Let Connor take the fall.His lawyer, Angela, stared at him in shock. "Duke, what are you doing?""Saving her." His voice was hollow. "Valentina's in jail because of me. This ends it.""This ruins everything we've been planning—""I don't care." Duke's hand shook as he signed the last page. "Get this to Sierra. Tell her I accept. All conditions."Angela grabbed the papers. "If you do this, there's no going back. You and Valentina—""Are over." The words tasted like ash. "Better that than her in prison."He couldn't have known that Valentina was being released at that exact moment.Couldn't have known that Sierra had switched sides.Couldn't have known that the deal he just signed was worthless—a copy Sierra had prepared weeks ago, before everything changed.Angela left with the papers, her face grim.Duke sat alone i

The clubhouse hummed with tension as members filed in for the eight PM meeting. Connor stood at the head of the table where Duke should have been, looking every inch the president he'd never earned the right to be.Duke waited outside with Valentina, watching through the window. His hands flexed at his sides, itching for violence, for justice."Wait for the signal," Axel murmured through their earpieces. "Let him talk. Let him bury himself."Inside, Connor called the meeting to order. All eleven members present—the six who'd turned back to Duke's side playing their parts perfectly, acting like they still believed in Connor's lies."Brothers," Connor began, his voice smooth and confident. "Tonight marks a new chapter for the Riot Kings. No more federal scrutiny. No more living in the shadows. I've secured the contracts to legitimize our operations. By tomorrow, we'll be a registered security and logistics company. Fully legal. Fully protected."Denny played his part. "What about Duke?"