Semua Bab FORBIDDEN AFFAIR WITH THE BIKER I CAN'T HAVE : Bab 61 - Bab 70

KNOX’S POVThe man’s head hit the locker with a satisfying crack. He cried out, his hands coming up to protect his face, but I grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back, slamming him against the metal again.“I know you’re a hitman,” I said, my voice deadly calm. “Why did you abort? Who sent you?”We were in the basement of an abandoned warehouse on the edge of Viper territory. The same place we’d brought Jason before he died. The man…mid-thirties, with unremarkable features, he had the kind of face that blended into crowds…whimpered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”I slammed him into the locker again, harder this time. His nose crunched, blood streaming down his face.“Wrong answer. Try again.”Rylan stood against the opposite wall, arms crossed, his expression carved from stone. The moment he walked into the bar I knew he was one of the hit men, what I don’t understand is why he didn’t follow her,“The hit’s been called off!” the man gasped, blood bubbling from hi

KNOX’S POVThe first word out of Elara’s mouth made my entire body go rigid.Not with anger. Not with shock.With something far more primal and impossible to control.I’d been half-paying attention to the game, the other half of my mind running through tomorrow’s plans to track down another lead on Cipher. The popcorn was mindless comfort food, the beer something to do with my hands.But the second Elara stormed into the room, her eyes blazing with fury I’d never seen before, every thought in my head evaporated.She was magnificent.I’d seen her scared. Seen her vulnerable. I have seen her broken and bleeding and desperate.But I’d never seen her like this…standing in front of us, shoulders back, chin lifted, absolutely done with being told what to do.She was a fire incarnate. Rage and strength and refusal to be diminished.And my body responded before my brain could catch up.My cock hardened instantly, pressing painfully against my jeans. Heat flooded through me, pooling low in my

RYLAN’S POVI called church the morning after that day , my head pounding from the hangover but my mind was clear about what needed to happen.The Vipers filed into the meeting room, taking their usual seats around the long table. Knox sat at my right hand as always, his expression neutral but his eyes watchful. He knew something was coming.Then Ray entered, on his crutches, moving carefully to an empty chair near the end of the table.I noticed the confused looks on their faces.. Kai leaned toward Ash, whispering something. Tiny’s expression darkened.“Before anyone asks,” I said, my voice cutting through the noise, “Ray’s here because I invited him. What we discuss today concerns him.”“Boss, no disrespect,” Tiny spoke up, “but church is for patched members only. He’s not…”“I’m aware of what he is and isn’t.” I kept my tone even. “And I’m telling you he stays.”Silence. Nobody argued with a direct order from the president.I looked around the table, making eye contact with each ma

KNOX’S POVTwo weeks.Fourteen days of patrolling empty territories, checking warehouse after warehouse for Skulls activity that didn’t exist, sleeping in shitty motels with stained sheets and broken heaters.Fourteen days without seeing her. Without touching her. Without hearing her voice except in my head, replaying conversations we’d had before everything went to shit.Fourteen days of going slowly insane.I sat in my truck outside another abandoned building, rain drumming against the windshield, and stared at nothing. The radio crackled with Kai’s voice giving coordinates for the next checkpoint, but I barely heard it.All I could think about was Elara.Was she safe? Was Ray doing his job properly? Was she thinking about me the way I couldn’t stop thinking about her?Did she hate me for not fighting harder? For accepting Rylan’s decision without arguing?My hands clenched on the steering wheel. I’d thought about running. About saying fuck it to the club, to the rules, to everythi

KNOX’S POVThe warehouse at the docks was chaos incarnate.Twenty Vipers surrounded a makeshift table…an old shipping crate with a map spread across, both old and new members…while Rylan stood at the head, his face grim in the dim lighting.I’d arrived ten minutes ago, still smelling like rain and road, and immediately been pulled into this emergency council.“Marcus is moving product tonight,” Rylan was saying, pointing to a marked location on the map. “Heavy shipment. Weapons, drugs, cash…everything. Tiny’s contact says it’s their biggest move in months.”“It’s a trap,” I said immediately. Everyone turned to look at me. “Has to be. The Skulls have been quiet for weeks. Now suddenly they’re moving everything at once? In our territory? They want us to hit them.”“Or they’re desperate,” Kai countered. “We’ve been cutting off their supply lines. Maybe this is a last-ditch effort to consolidate.”“Doesn’t matter if it’s a trap or desperation,” Tiny added. “If we let them move that much p