Todos os capítulos de Three Alpha Bikers Wants An Open Marriage(An Erotic R-Harem): Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Riley's POV Just then, someone grabs me from behind so suddenly that I stumble back, my heel scraping the stone floor as my heart jumps straight into my throat.“What the hell—” I snap, spinning around instantly, my hands already coming up in defense.I freeze.She’s standing right there, blocking my path like she owns the ground beneath her feet. Her lips are curved into that same slow, mocking smirk I remember too well, the one that always makes my skin crawl.Daphne.“Well,” she drawls, her eyes dragging over me from head to toe in an unapologetic way, “what a surprise.”My breath tightens but I refuse to show it. I straighten my back, even though my heart is racing so hard it hurts.“I didn’t think my brothers would actually manage to bring you here,” she continues, amusement thick in her voice. “I really didn’t. I guess I gave them too little credit.”People around us slow down. Some stop entirely. I can feel the stares immediately. Curious. Suspicious. Judgmental and fuck I hat

Riley's POV “Do you think Obsidian Veil is the same as Crescent Hollow where you came from?” Calistus says, his voice low and sharp. I lift my eyes to him, and that is when I see it. His eyes are no longer normal. They glow. They burn in a molten yellow color that makes my stomach twist and my skin prickle. The room feels tighter suddenly. Fear rushes through me fast but I clamp it down. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing it on my face. I keep my chin up, even though my heart is beating so loudly I swear everyone can hear it. Before I can respond, another voice cuts in, sharp and commanding. “Mr. Calistus,” Gunnar growls, his tone dangerous. “That’s enough.” Calistus stiffens. His glowing eyes flicker, then slowly fade back to normal like nothing ever happened. He exhales through his nose and leans back slightly, clearly irritated. Honestly, I am terrified. But I refuse to show it. What the hell is this place? Caden speaks next, his voice calm but firm. “My fa

Gunnar's POV The moment I step out of my mother’s quarters, something feels wrong. The corridor is too quiet and my instinct kicks in fast. I move back immediately and press myself against the cold stone wall just as someone walks past me. A woman. At least, I think it’s a woman. She is wrapped in a very dark, long robe that covers her from head to toe. The hood is pulled so low that I cannot see her face at all. Not her eyes. Not her hair. Nothing. Even her hands are hidden inside the sleeves. My body stiffens. She walks with purpose, slow but confident, like she knows exactly where she is going. She stops in front of my mother’s door. My blood runs cold. She looks left. Then right. Then she opens the door and slips inside. I stay frozen in place. What the hell was that? Sebastian told us he had assigned someone to take care of our mother. Someone “trustworthy.” Someone “professional.” That thing did not look professional. It looked creepy and really wrong. I wait a

Riley's POVCane's words hit me like a warning bell, and before I can even process what he means, Gunnar moves so fast it's like he's not human at all, which I guess he's not. He grabs me by the waist and lifts me right onto the table like I weigh nothing, my butt hitting the cool wood surface with a thud that echoes in my ears. Caden is right there next, his hands on my dress, and he rips the top part open just enough to expose my shoulders and the tops of my breasts, the fabric tearing with a sharp sound that makes my skin tingle. Cane steps in close behind me, his fingers gathering my hair and pulling it back gently but firmly, exposing my neck completely.What's going on? The question screams in my head.I try to push against Gunnar's chest, my hands pressing into his hard muscles, but then that familiar rush hits me, the one that always comes when they touch me, like my body is betraying my brain. It's warm and insistent, spreading from where their hands are to everywhere els

Riley's POV The words are barely out of my mouth before I turn away from Ethan and face the brothers, my heart still racing, my body shaking but my mind suddenly very clear. “I would like to sign it now,” I say. The room goes quiet again, heavy and tense. “Sign what, Riley?” Ethan asks sharply, stepping closer, his confusion cutting through his anger. “What are you talking about?” I don’t even look at him. Gunnar moves without a word, calm and precise, like he’s been waiting for this exact moment. He reaches into his jacket and pulls out the folder again, the same one that’s been sitting on the table like a loaded weapon since the beginning of all this. He opens it slowly, then looks straight at Ethan. “Your wife is agreeing to divorce you within thirty days,” Gunnar says, his voice cold and flat, “so she can marry us.” Ethan blinks. Once. Twice. Like his brain refuses to process the words. “What?” he gasps, then louder, almost desperate, “Riley? You’re not serious about t