All Chapters of In Bed With The MC President: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Her voice

RyanI took the final corner leading to the industrial district so fast the Porsche's tires screamed in violent protest, the rear end fishtailing over the cracked asphalt before I forced it back into a straight line.My heart was racing as my eyes scanned the dark streets until the Midnight Reapers compound finally came into view.And right there, parked directly across the street from the main gates, was my matte-black SUV.I slammed my foot on the brake pedal. My car screeched to a halt mere inches from the SUV’s rear bumper. I didn't even bother turning the engine off. I threw open the driver's door and stepped out.Aaron was leaning casually against the hood of my SUV. He was looking completely unbothered by the fact that he was surrounded by hostile gang territory at five in the morning."What the fuck did you do?" I roared, crossing the distance between us in three strides.Aaron raised a brow spotting me. "Good morning to you too, brother."I grabbed his collar, the anger was f

Terrified

Ryan“… I was fighting myself. But looks like I did it all for nothing..."A agonizing pause stretched through the air. My chest tightened so painfully I could barely stand."You know what I have went through, Justin." She continued. Every word drove a knife straight through my heart. "My last marriage almost killed me. Yeah, Ryan didn't hurt me… physically but didn't he do the same thing I tried so hard to escape from? The manipulations, the lies, keeping me in the dark."I stopped breathing. The blood roared in my ears, completely drowning out the noise of the clubhouse.Caleb. She was comparing me to Caleb. The abusive monster I had ripped her away from. The man who had locked her in a cage and broken her spirit. I had spent every waking moment trying to prove I was nothing like him, trying to build a safe haven for her and my own lies had just put her right back in that headspace."Justin… I… I feel like I am back in Caleb’s cage again." Mila sobbed softly. The sound alone physic

Love isn't enough

MilaI stared down at him. He was kneeling on the floor of his own club.He looked completely wrecked. The scars from his violent past standing out against his skin under the glare of the desk lamp. His knuckles were bruised black and blue, the sign of the violence he had committed just hours ago.He was right. He was in the mud.And seeing him like this, completely surrendered, utterly terrified of losing me… tore my heart entirely down the middle.A violent tremor shook my entire body. Fresh, hot tears spilled over my lower lashes, tracking slowly down my frozen cheeks.I didn't want him on his knees. I never wanted him to break."Ryan." I sobbed.I took a trembling step forward. I wanted to drop to my knees right there beside him. Every instinct, every cell in my body, was screaming at me to close the distance, to bury my face in his neck, to hold him until the terror in his eyes finally faded.But my feet refused to move."You still don't understand." My voice was shaking so badl

Will die before they touch her

RyanThe crack of the gunshot shattered the window.My body moved before my conscious mind even fully processed the threat. The years of violence, the deeply rooted, lethal instincts that I had tried so desperately to bury all week, took over."Get down!" I roared, lunging forward off my knees.I tackled Mila around the waist, twisting us violently mid-air so my back would take the brunt of the impact and the falling glass. We hit the hard floor, sliding under the desk just as a second barrage of bullets tore straight through the drywall.Wood splintered violently above our heads. The aggressive roar of automatic gunfire erupted from the front lot, echoing through the walls of the clubhouse.I covered Mila's body completely with my own, tucking her head beneath my chin and wrapping my arms tight around her trembling shoulders and the swell of our unborn child.The Skulls. They had brought a full-scale war directly to my front door."I have got you." I rasped directly into her ear. "

Sent a message

ReaperI didn't wait for Justin’s response. I didn't look back at the terrified, tear-streaked face of Mila. If I looked at her for even a second longer, the absolute fear of losing her would chain me to the floor.Right now, she didn't need a broken, apologetic man. She needed a monster. She needed the Reaper.I stepped out of the office and pulled the door shut behind me until the latch clicked. The instant the door separated us, I forcefully buried every single shred of my humanity. My breathing slowed. My vision tunneled. I sprinted down the corridor and burst into the main clubhouse room. The neon beer signs above the bar had been blown to pieces, raining sparks down onto the leather sofas. The steel front doors were dented inward, holding by a single hinge, while the front windows had completely shattered.Gunner was crouched behind the overturned pool table, blindly firing an assault rifle through the broken glass toward the front gates. Two of my prospects were on the flo

Everybody

ReaperThose three words shattered my entire soul.They took her.The monster I had unleashed only moments ago completely shattered."No…” I growled. "No, I am going to get her back. But…” I swallowed the lump in my throat as I looked down at my best friend. “Right now, you have to stay with me. Do you hear me? You stay with me!"I reached into the waistline of my denim jeans and ripped my combat knife from its sheath. I shoved Justin roughly forward, ignoring his groan, and slipped the blade beneath the industrial zip-ties binding his wrists.With a violent jerk, I snapped the plastic. Justin’s arms fell limply to his sides. The skin around his wrists was rubbed raw and bleeding from how hard he had fought them."Reaper..." Justin wheezed. His head lolled back against the glass of the gun cabinet."Shut the fuck up and breathe." I grabbed the hem of shirt and violently tore the fabric right up the seam. I balled the ruined material in my hands and slammed it directly over the gunsho

None of it mattered

ReaperI made good on my promise. I turned the entire southside into a slaughterhouse.For the first twenty-four hours, the Midnight Reapers moved like storms. We kicked in the doors of every known Skulls trap house, every front business, every warehouse by the docks. We broke bones, shattered teeth, and dragged their bleeding lieutenants into the mud.I became the absolute worst version of the monster Mila had accused me of hiding. I didn't flinch as I drove my fists into the faces of men who begged for mercy. I didn't blink when the Irish mob locked down the ports, or when the Bratva choked off the highways.But it resulted in absolutely nothing.It was like the Skulls had vanished from the earth. Every safehouse was abandoned. Every low-level dealer we tortured spat out blood and swore they had no idea where the cartel had taken the Reaper's Queen.And it wasn't just Mila who had been swallowed by the dark.Aaron was gone too.I sent a twelve-man extraction team to his corporate pe

Heartless

ReaperBy the fifteenth day, the rage finally burned out, leaving behind only a heartless void.I was losing my patience. I was losing my mind. The streets had run completely dry. There were no discreet demands. No anonymous calls. No bodies dumped in the river for us to find. The Skulls had swallowed Mila, my unborn child and my brother and the earth had simply closed back up over them.I needed a different angle. The cartel wasn't talking and my men were turning up empty-handed at every port and border crossing. I was a man starving for a single drop of water, desperately searching for a thread to pull.On the fifteenth day, I finally left the clubhouse and drove back to the Wylder estate where I built the lie that destroyed me.The gates swung open automatically as soon as my car approached. I parked carelessly on the driveway and marched toward the front doors.I didn't bother greeting the staff. I walked past the grand foyer and took the staircase two steps at a time, heading

Darkness

Flashback ~ The morning in the club…MilaThe very next second, Ryan stepped out of the office, the window exploded.It wasn't just a gunshot this time.It was a blinding flashbang that flared in the center of the small room. I closed my eyes immediately. But it didn’t help. The violent burst of white light burned right through my tightly shut eyelids. Then, a high-pitched ringing completely completely blew out my eardrums. I couldn't hear Justin scream. I couldn't hear the door being kicked open.I just felt the freezing wind of the alleyway blowing into the room, followed immediately by few hands grabbing my arms."Ryan!" I screamed, blindly kicking out. My bare heel connected with solid muscle. A man cursed viciously in a language I couldn't understand."Get her out of the window! Move, move!" A harsh voice barked.I fought them with every single ounce of strength I had in my body. I clawed, I thrashed violently like a wild animal to protect the child growing inside me.But they

Or a coastline

MilaWhen I finally opened my eyes again, the suffocating darkness was gone this time.The blindfold had been removed. The metal handcuffs that had bitten into my wrists were nowhere to be found. And the freezing air conditioner had been replaced by a soft, warm breeze.I gasped, shooting up from the mattress. Panic instantly gripped my chest as my hands flew to my stomach, checking on my baby. I was still pregnant. I was still alive.But I was no longer floating in that darkness.I looked around and my eyes immediately widened in absolute shock.I was sitting in the middle of a circular bed. The sheets were made of the softest white silk I had ever felt. Above me, a sparkling crystal chandelier hung from a high, beautifully crafted ceiling.The room looked like it belonged inside a royal palace. There were velvet curtains, pure gold handles on the doors, and expensive rugs covering the floors. The sunlight was pouring in through huge windows, completely blinding me for a second."Go

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