All Chapters of Daddies Underground MC Club: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter Eleven

Knox POVUsing my thighs, I push her knees wider, spreading her open as far as she’ll go. I rock deep, letting her feel every inch, watching the way her back arches and her fingers dig into the tops of her own hands.“Goddamn, you feel good, Kitten,” I groan, slamming into her again, watching the way her body jerks from the force of it. “So fucking tight. So damn sweet like this.”I can’t look away from her. The curve of her spine, the flush across her shoulders, the way her body shakes and begs even when her lips stay silent. She’s a vision of submission and fire, of chaos wrapped in control, and she’s mine tonight.I pull her up suddenly, keeping her wrists locked tight behind her as I drag her back to kneel upright against my chest. My other hand moves from her hair to wrap gently around her throat, squeezing and claiming.She cries out softly, and I begin to thrust again, slow at first, letting her feel every hard inch dragging through her, then harder, faster, building a brutal r

Chapter Twelve

Danielle POVMy body feels like it’s been wrung out and left to dry, every limb aching with exhaustion that goes far deeper than muscle. I’ve watched the night disappear through slits in the blinds, too wired to sleep even though Knox is. He’d gone to grab drinks earlier, and we’d ended up talking, really talking, which somehow led to more sex… again. Then again after that.I honestly don’t think I’ve had sex that many times in one month in my entire life, let alone in the same night.But that’s not what’s keeping me awake.We exchanged numbers. He said he wanted to take me out, not to some biker hangout, but somewhere with real food. A real date, and I said yes. I actually said yes.Now, though, lying here in the quiet dark while his arm is slung over my waist and his breathing is slow and steady against the back of my neck, I wonder if I meant it.Because this was supposed to be fun. It was supposed to be one night. No expectations, no strings, and that’s the only reason I was able

Chapter Thirteen

Knox POVA voice cuts through my sleep like a goddamn knife, and I blink awake, the bed cold beside me. I sit up fast, already knowing what’s wrong before I look over and see Grudge standing in the doorway.“What the fuck are you waking me up for?” I snap, scrubbing a hand over my face.Grudge crosses his arms, face tight. “Because your little friend just ran outta here like her damn life depended on it. No shoes. Looked freaked as hell.”The haze in my head clears real fast.I throw the blanket off and grab the first pair of pants I see, yanking them on as I move.“I might’ve made it worse,” Grudge adds, watching me closely. “Tried to slow her down, grabbed her arm to tell her not to walk home alone. She screamed like I’d pulled a knife. Hit the ground and bolted.”My chest tightens. “Shit. How long ago?” I ask as I shove my feet into my boots, not even bothering with socks. I’m already moving, already heading for the door, grabbing my cut and my keys on the way.Before I can reach t

Chapter Fouteen

Knox POVA few hours pass, and the sound of boots on concrete and the usual grumbling of hungover men rouses me. I get up, shower, dress, and walk through the main room to the kitchen. I brew a pot of coffee and lean against the counter, staring at nothing while the steam curls from the cup in my hand.I’m at a crossroads. I can go ask Glitch to dig into her info, pull up her address. Or I can respect the silence she left behind and let it go.Ghost walks in, pours himself a mug, and gives me a long look. “You’re looking hung up.”I grunt in response, but he keeps going.“Heard she bolted around four. Grudge said she looked rattled.”I nod and stare down into the coffee. “Yeah. I’m debating if I should have Glitch track her down.”Ghost snorts. “Track her down? You’re not usually that kind of desperate.”I exhale through my nose and shake my head. “I know. It’s stupid. She said enough last night to make it clear it was just a one-time thing.”Ghost lets out a low chuckle and leans bac

Chapter Fifteen

Danielle POVSam didn’t get home until I was already walking out the door for work. He barely looked at me before making some offhand comment about how I looked refreshed and clearly needed a night to myself. He actually believed I stayed home. He thought I spent the night alone in bed, probably curled up with a blanket and sleeping off whatever tension he caused.I don’t know what part of me looks refreshed, because I feel like hell. I didn’t sleep. My body is sore in all the right and wrong ways, my eyes sting from crying and walking too long in the dark, and my nerves still haven’t settled. I’ve been jumpy all morning, and now this?Now Knox is here.He’s standing in front of me, all leather and rough edges, watching me with that unreadable look of his. I know what he’s waiting for. He wants me to sit down. To join him. To pretend last night was simple.But it wasn’t. None of this is.I shake my head and force myself to keep it professional. “I can’t,” I say quietly. “I’m not due f

Chapter Sixteen

Danielle POVThe tightness in my chest loosens all at once, the pressure easing enough for me to breathe again. He doesn’t know. He didn’t hear about the way I lost it. He didn’t hear how I hit the ground or screamed like I was back in the dark all over again.“Right,” I say, nodding slowly. “That’s all it was.”His gaze lingers on me for a beat longer than I can handle, and then he shifts forward, resting his elbows on the table.“I was gonna ask you out,” he says, voice quieter now. “Take you somewhere decent for once. Not just drinks and a warm bed.” His mouth curves slightly. “But you ran.”I lift my eyes to his. There’s something too real about the way he says it. No teasing this time. No smirk. Just honesty.“You could’ve asked before I left,” I say softly, then regret it instantly. He had been asleep. He’d given me space. I was the one who left in the middle of the night without a word.He nods once. “Yeah, I guess I could’ve. But I didn’t think you’d run like that. I thought a

Chapter Seventeen

Knox POVShe’s hesitant. Not just about tonight or the club, but about everything. It’s written all over her face, in the way she plays with her napkin, how she avoids looking at me too long. She’s not just unsure—she’s torn.“Knox,” she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. There’s something cautious in it, like she’s afraid to remind me. “You do remember I’m in a relationship, right?”I laugh quietly and nod. “Yeah, I remember. Pretty clearly, actually. That relationship is the reason you were screaming my name last night.”Her face flushes deep red as she covers it with both hands, groaning like she wishes she could sink through the floor.I lean back in my chair and let her have the moment. I’m not trying to humiliate her, but I’m also not going to pretend this wasn’t real. We didn’t fake that connection, no matter what kind of rules she thinks she’s following.“I’m not saying you need to run off with me, leave your man, or start tattooing my name on your skin,” I say cal

Chapter Eighteen

Knox POVShe serves a couple near the window and grabs coffee for a man sitting near the front, all while moving with that quiet determination that says she’s trying to keep it together.Eventually, I polish off the last few fries and lean back in my chair. My stomach’s full, and I should probably get moving, but I don’t want to leave just yet.Danielle makes her way back over, her steps slower than before. Her expression is careful as she stops beside the table, pen and pad in hand like she needs the extra layer of professionalism between us.“You ready to pay and head out?” she asks, her tone polite, but her eyes tell me she already knows I’m not in a rush.I sigh and glance around the restaurant before settling my gaze back on her. “I don’t know,” I say casually, letting the words hang for a beat. “I kinda like the view.”She opens her mouth, maybe about to roll her eyes or say something sarcastic, but before a single word can leave her lips, a pair of arms slide around her waist f

Chapter Nineteen

Knox POVGreg doesn’t back down. His arms are still crossed, jaw set like stone, and that glint in his eye says he’s ready to push harder if I don’t start moving.“I’m not gonna ask again,” he says, voice tight. “You need to leave. If you don’t, I’ll call the police.”I let out a slow breath and study him. The guy’s not bluffing. He might not look like much, but there’s a line in him that won’t bend. And it’s not because I’m wearing a cut or sitting where he doesn’t want me. It’s because of her.“You think I’m just here for a good time,” I say calmly, keeping my voice low enough that no one else hears. “You think I don’t care about the serious shit.”Greg’s eyes narrow. “Because you don’t,” he spits. “Guys like you know how to show up for a night, maybe two. Then you’re gone, and it’s girls like Danielle left picking up the pieces. She’s not a fucking game.”I lean forward slightly, voice sharpening. “You’re wrong. I care a hell of a lot more than you think. Especially about what brok

Chapter Twenty

Danielle POVI completely forgot. Sam told me he’d be calling in today, that he wanted to have lunch with me. I don’t know how it slipped my mind, but it did, and now he’s here, sitting across from me while my chest tightens with guilt and nerves. I can’t seem to relax, not with Knox still out there somewhere, probably watching from across the room.Sam’s eyes are on me, searching, weighing, and I already know what’s coming.“I don’t get it,” he says, his voice quiet but full of tension. “You never want to go out at night. Hell, you barely want to leave the apartment at all. So I try to make it easy. I come here, in the middle of the day, hoping we can spend time together outside the house, and you act like it doesn’t matter. What am I doing wrong?”“Nothing,” I whisper, avoiding his eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”Greg walks past and throws me a look. “Take your break, Danielle.”“I already had it,” I say, voice barely above a murmur.He doesn’t stop walking. He just shakes his he

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