All Chapters of FORBIDDEN AFFAIR WITH THE BIKER I CAN'T HAVE : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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CHAPTER 141: THE HANDKERCHIEF

Third Person POV She picked it up. It was soft. Worn soft, meaning he always used it all the time.She couldn’t help but press it to her chest.She pressed both hands. Flat against her sternum, over the place where her heartbeat was doing something irregular that she didn’t have the strength to deal with. Or maybe she was dead?She thought as she stood in the wreckage of the room. Where she had thrown all of those things. At Knox.She pressed the handkerchief harder against her chest and tried to make her brain do something useful, which it refused to do. Instead it kept circling back to the same cluster of facts and finding that they did not assemble into anything coherent no matter what angle it approached them from.Knox was dead.That was a fact. That was an established, confirmed, witnessed fact. Tiny had come to Ray’s compound with the bracelet…this bracelet, the one currently worn twice around my wrist, the leather warm from my skin…and Tiny had looked at her and said the wo

CHAPTER 142: THE MAID

ELARA’S POVThe first thing I registered was the soreness.Not in one place. Everywhere. BMy shoulders ached. My arms ached. The back of my head where it had met the carpet when I fainted carried a dull, insistent throb. My wrists, where the zip tie had been, pulsed with their own separate complaint.I lay still for a moment .I had been asleep for a long time.The room had been cleaned.That was the second thing I registered. The ceramic shards from the lamp were gone. The shattered glass had been swept up. The book was back on the desk, closed, placed neatly as though it had always been there. The dresser surface had been reset…new candle, new glass, the decorative box replaced with an identical one or perhaps the same one, reassembled.Someone had come in while I slept and put everything back.The thought sat with me uncomfortably.A woman was moving near the window. Small, middle-aged, wearing plain dark clothing, a cloth in one hand. She was dusting the windowsill with methodi

CHAPTER 143:THE STRANGER

ELARA’S POVI stared at her.Then I pressed my palm against my face.“Can you,” I said, from behind my hand, “please excuse me for one second.”I kept my hand over my face.One second. I just needed one second.“I’m sorry?” Victoria said.I lowered my hand.“Who,” I said, trying very hard to remain civil, “are you? Actually. In this house. What is your…what are you doing here? What is your function?”Victoria’s perfectly shaped eyebrow rose approximately two millimeters. “I don’t see how that’s any of your concern.”“It’s my concern because you appeared in this hallway and started talking to me like you have authority over where I stand, so I’m asking. Who are you, to Knox Reyes?”“Who am I.” Victoria repeated it flatly.“Yes.”“I’m his partner,” Victoria said. The word deployed like something placed deliberately on a table. “Which makes this my home as much as his. Which means I have every right to ask what you’re doing standing outside his office door.”I looked at her.She looked at

CHAPTER 144: THE MAID AND THE MONSTER

ELARA’S POVThey gave me a uniform on the third day.Maria…not Dmitri’s Maria, a different one, a housekeeper named Maria who had the broad, practical hands of someone who had spent decades managing large households and the expression of someone who had seen everything and been surprised by very little…handed it to me across the kitchen counter.Dark trousers. A plain white shirt and an apron.I looked at it.“Mr. Reyes thought you might prefer to be occupied,” Maria said . “Rather than sitting in the room.”“Fine,” I said.So I became a maid.The house was large enough that there was genuine work to do, which I was grateful for. Genuine work required genuine attention and genuine attention was the only reliable method I’d found for keeping the inside of my head from becoming somewhere I didn’t want to be.I cleaned. I polished. I helped Maria with the running of a household that required running. I learned where things were kept and how the kitchen was organized and which rooms we

CHAPTER 145: THE TELLING

ELARA’S POVThe sitting room was quiet.Knox had made tea. Two cups, it was plain and simple.He set one in front of me on the low table and took the chair across from me with his own.Outside the window, the garden was going dark. The last of the evening light sat orange and flat on the tops of the hedges.“Start wherever you want,” Knox said. “Or don’t start at all. Either way is fine.”I looked at the tea.“How did you end up at that auction?” he asked. “Do you remember the steps that got you there?”“I remember all of it,” I said. “Every step.”“Then tell me. If you can.”I was quiet for a moment. Then I started talking.I told him about Ray. About how Ray had presented himself as a friend, as someone trustworthy, someone who had come into our lives at the right moment. About how he had been feeding information to the enemy the entire time. About the night everything fell apart…the lodge, the trap, the chaos. About Rylan.My voice went flat when I said Rylan’s name. It did that a

CHAPTER 146: THE DECISION

ELARA’S POVLife in Knox’s house settled into a shape. I was more relaxed than I have been in months. I woke early. Earlier than anyone except Knox, who ran in the mornings before the household was up. I’d hear his footsteps on the stairs sometimes, quiet and quick, and lie in bed and stare at the ceiling until they faded, and then I’d get up and start my day.Maria had expanded what she trusted me with. I think she’d expected someone fragile… someone who’d been through what I’d been through and needed to be handled carefully. Instead, she got someone who needed to keep moving, and she was practical enough to use what was in front of her.By the end of the first week I was helping with the shopping lists. By the middle of the second I was managing the linen rotation and had reorganized the cleaning supply storage in a way that made Maria narrow her eyes and then nod once, which I understood to be high praise.I learned about the staff.There was David, who drove and who had stro

CHAPTER 147: MARCUS

ELARA’S POVWe sat at the small table in the back of the kitchen.Maria had gone home for the evening. The rest of the staff had cleared out. The house was quiet except for the distant sound of Knox’s television in the sitting room and the occasional creak of the building settling around us.Marcus sat across from me with his hands folded on the table and he looked really distressed. Almost like he has been carrying something heavy for a long time and wasn’t entirely sure whether setting it down would be a relief or a disaster.I had made tea because my hands needed something to do. I set a cup in front of him and sat down.We looked at each other.“Tell me what happened,” I said. “From the beginning. Everything.”Marcus looked down at his cup. Then he started talking.“It was Ray’s men who hit Knox first,” he said. “During the chaos at the lodge. Knox took a bullet to the shoulder, which you probably knew. What happened after…” He paused. “When Ray’s men were moving you out, Knox

CHAPTER 148: THE TEA

ELARA’S POVThe morning started well.That was the thing about it. It started genuinely, unexpectedly well, which made what came after worse by contrast.Priya had found a spider in the linen cupboard.Not a dangerous one. A small, completely ordinary spider that had made the mistake of existing in a space Priya was responsible for, and Priya’s response to this was so dramatic that by the time I arrived to investigate, she was standing in the hallway with a broom held out in front of her like a weapon, refusing to go back in.“It looked at me,” she said.“Spiders don’t look at people,” I said.“This one did. It looked directly at me with intention.”“It doesn’t have intentions, Priya. It has eight eyes and very small ambitions.”David, who had come upstairs for entirely unrelated reasons and gotten caught in the situation, was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and the expression of a man deeply entertained.“Maybe it’s guarding something,” he said helpfully.“That is not

CHAPTER 149: THE BOSS OF THIS HOUSE

VICTORIA’S POV Victoria stood in the middle of the room after the door clicked shut.She looked at the tea staining the carpet. Then at the empty tray before letting her eyes go to the closed door.Her jaw was tight. She crossed to the window and stood there with her arms folded, looking out at the garden below. Mr. Heng was doing something with the far hedge. He was moving very slowly and unbothered which only added to her irritation. She hated slow people the most in this life.She watched him for a moment longer.I’ll show you, she thought, who runs this house, she said angrily, her nails digging into her palm. The girl was a problem, a very big fucking problem. She knew what kind of person Elera was. They use their situation as a shield and try to better their situation. And she had put her eyes on her Knox.She has also noticed the way Knox’s eyes tracked her sometimes without him appearing to notice they were doing it. The way Knox had looked at the floor when he left the r

CHAPTER 150: THE BRACELET

KNOX’S POVI stood at the window of my office for a long time after Victoria left.The garden was going gold with late afternoon light. Mr. Heng had finished with the hedge and was packing up his tools with the slow, care of a man who had never once rushed anything in his life.I watched him and tried to think clearly.Victoria wasn’t wrong. That was the difficult part. She was making reasonable points in a reasonable way and everything she’d said came from a place I understood and respected.And I still couldn’t do what she was asking.I’d tried to examine that. To find the rational basis for it. Because I was, in most areas of my life, a rational person. I made decisions based on available information and logical outcomes. I didn’t act on impulse. I didn’t…Except I’d paid five hundred thousand dollars for a woman at an auction based entirely on something I couldn’t name.So perhaps the rational person assessment needed revisiting.The truth was that I’d thought this would be sim

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