《In Bed With The MC President》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

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

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. "

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

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

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