Lahat ng Kabanata ng Daddies Underground MC Club: Kabanata 311 - Kabanata 320

Echo’s POVShe lied to me, and it’s not the lie itself that’s tearing me apart. It’s the consequences of it, the endless replay of what could have happened if I’d hurt her more, if I’d caused real damage to her or the baby. Maybe it wasn’t intentional or planned, it was just part of what we did, but now I’m left wondering how much harm I actually caused.The glass empties again, and I pour another shot. Knox sits down beside me and looks at me with that knowing expression.“You can’t be mad at her for your choices.”I laugh, the sound bitter. “I’m not mad at her.”He stares for a moment. “Really, because you look like you want to hurt someone.”“Yes, me!” I snap.“Echo, what

Siren’s POVTen months laterI watch Echo walking around the bar with the baby strapped to his chest. He seems so completely in his element now, and honestly I was worried about how he would handle being a dad, but he's doing amazing.Sure, I'm ready for the day he starts smothering her the way he did me, but he's trying to change, even if it is only in small amounts at a time. He smiles down at her, whispering something soft as he moves back and forth.He's figured this out. One month in and he already has everything sorted. He works around her schedule. He's not passing her back to me the second church starts.“You’re staring,” Red says and I laugh.“How can I not? The guy who stalked me, kidnapped me, and chased me through the woods looks so fu

Blaze's Story this is MM! There will be another MF story after this.Blaze POVThe club pulses with its usual heavy beat, the bass thumping through my chest like a second heartbeat. I lean back against the bar and watch Siren, wondering if her friends will show up tonight. It doesn’t really matter. I’m just curious.Especially about Dylan.The few times he’s come in and we’ve actually talked, something feels off. I know he’s gay. Or at least I think I do. But he keeps this careful distance that doesn’t make any sense. He’s new to the biker scene, that much is clear.He doesn’t seem like the type who’s even heard of half the shit I’m into. And on top of that, he isn’t anything like the guys I usually go for. Those guys are big and solid, built like they can handle me. Dylan? Not even close.Still, the last time we spoke, he opened up just a little about his family, then quickly shut down like he regretted saying anything at all.I let out a long breath and push off the bar, crossing ov

Dylan POVI swallow hard and stare up at him. My heart pounds. He’s too close. Way too close. My cock is already fully hard from just the heat of his body.“I… I need to go,” I say, but my voice comes out weaker than I want it to.Blaze doesn’t pull back. His hands stay planted on the wall on either side of my head, trapping me there. The heat from his body pours over me, thick and overwhelming.“I only want to show you something,” he murmurs, his voice low and rough like gravel. His eyes burn into mine, dark and intense. “Just stay right here for a second, Dylan.”I shake my head fast, panic rising in my chest. “No. Blaze, I can’t—”The words die in my throat the second his hand shoots up and grips my neck. His fingers wrap firmly around my throat, not squeezing hard, but holding me completely still. Before I can even think about protesting again, his mouth crashes down on mine.My body takes over instantly.I kiss him back like I’m starving for it. A desperate moan tears out of me an

Blaze POVBy the time my break rolls around, I’m tense and wired. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge in the back and drop onto the old couch in the staff room. My phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and open the message from Glitch.It’s an address. Just a simple text with a street name, house number, and a note that says “works at some fancy finance office downtown during the day.”I stare at the screen for a long moment, thumb hovering over the keyboard. Part of me wants to reply right away. The other part knows I should probably leave it alone. Dylan made it pretty clear he doesn’t want anything to do with me right now.But I can still feel the ghost of his body against mine. I can still hear the broken moan he let out when he came in his pants like he couldn’t stop it.I don’t text back. I just save the address and sli