Todos os capítulos de Bad Boy Biker : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Two days before the wedding, everything fell apart.Valentina was at the bookstore—the new one Duke had helped her rebuild—when a woman walked in. Late twenties, blonde, beautiful. And very pregnant."Can I help you?" Valentina asked."I'm looking for Duke Morrison. Someone said you'd know where to find him."Warning bells rang. "Who are you?""My name is Sarah." The woman's hand rested on her swollen belly. "I need to talk to Duke. It's urgent.""About what?"Sarah's eyes filled with tears. "About our baby."Valentina's world tilted. "Excuse me?""I'm eight months pregnant. Duke is the father." Sarah pulled out her phone, showed photos. "We had a relationship. Six months. It ended badly. I found out I was pregnant after he left."The photos showed Duke with this woman. Kissing. Holding hands. Looking intimate."When was this?""Year and a half ago. Before you, I think. Or maybe during?" Sarah looked confused. "He never mentioned you. Said he was single."Valentina's hands shook. Year

Valentina showed up at Duke's apartment at midnight. He opened the door in sweatpants, eyes widening."Val?""I love you," she said without preamble. "I love you and I'm terrified and I don't know if I can do this. But I want to try."Duke pulled her inside, closing the door. "What changed?""I talked to Sarah. She's not a villain. She's just scared." Valentina paced his small living room. "And I realized—if I walk away from you over this, I'm letting fear win. Again. Like I did with James. Like I almost did with Marcus.""This is different. This is a baby—""I know what it is." Valentina stopped pacing, faced him. "It's messy and complicated and not what I planned. But Duke, you're worth it. We're worth it."Duke crossed to her, hands cupping her face. "Are you sure? Because if you're not, I'd rather know now.""I'm not sure. I'm scared out of my mind." She covered his hands with hers. "But I'm choosing you anyway. Scared and all.""You're incredible." Duke kissed her, soft and rever

The reception was loud, rowdy, perfect. Club members danced. Music blared. Beer flowed freely.Duke and Valentina sat at the head table, unable to stop touching each other. Hands clasped. Shoulders pressed together. Stolen kisses between courses."Speech!" someone called. "The groom has to give a speech!"Duke stood, pulling Valentina up with him. "I'm not good with words. But I'll try." He looked at her. "Valentina is the strongest person I know. She survived a bad marriage. Came back to a nowhere town. Dealt with my baggage. Got shot protecting me. And still said yes when I asked her to marry me." His voice cracked. "I don't deserve her. But I'm going to spend every day trying to."The room erupted in cheers. Valentina pulled him down for a kiss."My turn," she said, standing. "I came back to Riverdale lost. Broken. Looking for something I couldn't name. I found Duke. And yeah, it's been hell." Laughter rippled through the crowd. "But it's been worth it. Every fight. Every tear. Eve

Valentina stared at the pregnancy test. Two pink lines.Pregnant.She and Duke had talked about it. Decided to try. But seeing it real, official, terrifying—"Val? You okay in there?" Duke's voice through the bathroom door.She opened it, held up the test wordlessly.Duke's eyes widened. Then he was lifting her, spinning her, laughing and crying at once."We're having a baby!""We're having a baby," Valentina repeated, starting to smile. "Oh god, we're having a baby."Duke set her down gently. "Are you happy? Scared? Both?""Both. Definitely both." She looked at the test again. "Emma's going to be a big sister.""She's going to love it." Duke pulled Valentina close. "This is really happening. Our family's growing."Emma was ten months old now. Walking. Babbling. Splitting time between Sarah's apartment and theirs. The arrangement worked. Sarah had found a good job, a nice boyfriend, stability. She was a great co-parent."We need to tell Sarah," Valentina said. "And Emma. And everyone.

Duke stood on Valentina's parents' front lawn, staring at the dark windows. Three AM. Too late to knock. Too early to give up.She was leaving. Tomorrow. For some fancy college on the coast. For a life that didn't include him.His motorcycle idled behind him, the engine ticking as it cooled. He should leave. Should let her go. Should accept that a girl like Valentina Ross—smart, beautiful, destined for greatness—didn't belong with a twenty-year-old mechanic who barely graduated high school.But his feet wouldn't move.A light flickered on. Second floor. Her bedroom. Duke's heart hammered as the window opened and Valentina appeared, silhouetted against the light."Duke? What are you doing here?""Couldn't sleep.""So you came to stare at my house like a creeper?"Despite everything, he smiled. "Pretty much."Valentina disappeared. A minute later, the front door opened. She wore pajama shorts and one of his old t-shirts. The sight of her in his clothes made his chest ache."You're going