All Chapters of Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

DomThe sharp steel tore through my skin. It sank deep into my flesh, right into the heavy muscle of my wrist. A hot, burning flash of pain shot straight up my arm, hit my chest, and pressed down hard into my heart.But I did not let go.I kept my left hand clamped around her wrist like a heavy lock. My leg did not move an inch on the floor. I stood right there, taking the full weight of her rage. Immediately after the blade buried itself in my flesh, the wildness in Diane’s eyes vanished. It was like a thick fog suddenly cleared from her brain. The blinding anger and the dark need for revenge left her all at once. Her face went completely blank, and then a deep, raw fear rushed into her eyes.She looked down at my arm. The silver knife was still sticking out of my wrist. Dark, thick blood was already trickling out of the wound, staining the black fabric of my sleeve and dripping down onto the polished floor.Her right hand began to shiver violently. Her fingers, which had been so ti

Diane. "why do you care?" I asked. "why?" Because you have come a very long way," Dom said softly, each word sounding heavy and slow in the quiet space. "You have suffered far too much in that palace to throw your life away now." He paused. "You have gone through hell, Diane. And you know the last thing I want?" I didn't answer. He continued. "The very last thing I want to happen to you... the last thing I will ever allow... is for you to be locked in a dark pack cell. Listen. I won't let them drag you to the execution block. I won't let them behead you, or drug you to death, or shock your body to death with an electric chair until your soul leaves your body. I don't want that kind of end for you. And I know you don't want that kind of end." "Diane. You are not a villain. Not in this story." I stared at his strong jaw, my vision starting to blur. "I don't want to be strong anymore, Dom," I stated firmly with a clouded voice, my body starting to tremble again under t

Dom.it was foolish. So foolish I could even..."So you see why things are like this?" she asked. "I am trapped in this place. I am locked in that house with him forever. I can't leave. I can't... I can't. He has to do the leaving. And tonight, I would have made him leave! But... but you stopped—"She choked on her own words, her breath catching in her throat until she started coughing from the stress of it.I stood there, and for the first time in my life, I didn't know what to say.That information was one of the last things I had planned to hear. It hit me like a physical punch right in the middle of my plans. This single secret had somehow destroyed everything I was planning. Every single plan I had made in my head to save her... everything was completely spoiled now. It was totally ruined. My whole strategy was completely shattered into dust with this news.She couldn't divorce him.No wonder.No wonder she had been putting up with his ways for so long.No wonder she had stayed

Diane.He walked inside. He was still in his black shirt. The white bandage was still wrapped tightly around his right wrist. He stopped near the foot of the bed, looking at me. "Are you done?" "Yes," I said softly, pulling the blanket up to my waist. "I am." I looked down at my hands, then looked back up at his face. "I forgot my phone at home, Dom. I really wish I had taken it with me before we left." Dom didn't say a word. He just reached into his front pocket, pulled out a sleek silver device, and extended his hand toward me. Oh my… It was my phone. My eyes went wide with deep gratitude. I grabbed it from his hand, a smile forming on my face. "Thank you… woah… thanks. How did you..." "I knew you would need it," he said simply, his voice flat. "I grabbed it from your side table when I went to get your blazer." I clutched the phone in my hand, sitting quietly on the mattress. He never missed details. "Did you enjoy the meal?" he asked. "Yes," I nodded, looking up at him t

Dom. "Are you ever excited to see me?" She asked. “I am. But not when you shout like that.” “Dom,” she called, totally ignoring me, “are you going to tell me what is going on, or do you want me to figure it out all by myself?" she snapped, leaning close to her camera with a huge, suspicious grin. "Figure what out?" I asked. My voice was totally tired. "The manager just called me," Lyra said, waving her pen at the screen. "They told me that my big brother just showed up at the front desk in the middle of the night. And they said you brought someone with you. A lady." "Okay," I said flatly. "And they said you demanded the keys to the main presidential suite!" she screamed, her voice exploding through the phone. "Yes, yes… anything else?" I said. Lyra’s face suddenly went completely serious. Her eyes narrowed into tiny slits on the video screen. "And the front desk staff told me... you are in that room with the Luna of Delta Pack. Diane Demora." She whispered as if anyone would