Lahat ng Kabanata ng Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA : Kabanata 231 - Kabanata 240

Diane.I froze completely solid. My breath stopped in my throat.What… is he… Decay? I knew what that was. I knew.."Do you think I wasn't going to be happy to have my own children running around this palace?!" Julian yelled, tears falling freely down his face now. "Do you think I wouldn't be happy to see mini-mes everywhere I go, carrying them around?! Do you think I wouldn't be happy to have a son who would inherit this empire in my absence?! Yes! Now you made me say it! I have The Decay! And that's the reason why these fucking bills exist!"He pointed frantically at the papers scattered on the carpet."It's for me!" he whispered, his voice breaking into a ragged sob. "I paid those medical bills for my own dying health! How was I supposed to tell you that three months after we got married, I had to get a vasectomy to save my life?! What would you have done if not throw me out onto the street?! How do I break that kind of news to a woman who was already losing her mind from her fathe

DianeThe long, tiring workday was finally coming to an end.I sat alone behind my office desk, staring down at the brown envelope sitting on the smooth wood.The test results from Medivial Clinic had arrived just an hour ago.I had sent the samples for a quick test downtown, at Medivial.My hands trembled slightly as I pulled out the white paper and read the final line of the official report:Sample indicates a very high trait of The Decay in the bloodstream and DNA.I set the paper down on the desk, leaning back in my leather chair. My heart felt heavy and hollow.He hadn't lied to me. The proof was right here in my hand. Julian really was suffering from The Decay.I took a slow breath, picked up my handbag, and packed the papers inside. It was time to go home.I walked down the quiet hallway and stepped out of the elevator to the private garage, Dom standing beside the driver's door of my black car.He hadn't been in the office all morning because I had sent him to interrogate the

Julian I finished my quiet dinner in the side dining hall and walked slowly back to my wing. My head was finally clear. The crazy drama with Diane had worked out in my favor. One bad turn—we know I'm infertile now—but it had raised my trust level with her. As I walked down the dim corridor, I smiled to myself, thinking about Rocco. I owed that guy so much. I had no idea how Rocco got his hands on those files, but he was good. He was every bit as sharp as he claimed to be. I reached my bedroom, pushed the door open, and flicked the light switch on. My heart instantly stopped beating. Sitting back on the velvet couch near the corner of my room was Zee. He was leaning back casually, one knee crossed over the other, a cold, lazy smirk resting on his face. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice dropping into an angry whisper. Zee chuckled softly, his dark eyes sparkling under the bright overhead light. "What do you mean, what am I doing here? Can't I come visit my lover'

Julian I drove down the quiet road outside the Den of Vegas, turning into a hidden, traditional inn nestled among the trees.My heart was beating with a strange, thrilling rush of excitement. Two days ago, I had called Rocco to thank him for helping me with the pack ledgers, asking if we could meet up in person. To my surprise, he hadn't hesitated. He let me pick the location outside his den, and he agreed without any fuss.I checked my face in the rearview mirror, adjusting the collar of my red shirt. I knew I was good-looking. I knew I was appealing to the eyes. And of course, it feels like this dangerous, powerful man was catching a real interest in me, and the feeling was completely mutual.I smiled. My jaw was surprisingly not aching from how much I had been smiling.I parked the car, pushed the heavy wooden door of the inn open, and stepped inside the dim, quiet room.Rocco was already sitting at a small table in the corner, staring right at me."I hate lateness," Rocco spoke u

Julian I pulled my car up to the front curb of Zee's house, cutting the engine.Parked right in the driveway was a sleek, black luxury sports car I had never seen before.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and stepped out onto the cool pavement. I walked up the paved walkway and pushed the front door open—it wasn't locked—stepping inside the dimly lit living room.Zee was standing near the center of the wide sitting area, surrounded by two men in dark suits. A tall, well-dressed tailor was hovering around him, taking measurements and adjusting a beautiful, well-tailored suit on Zee's frame.Zee turned his head as the door clicked, his face lighting up with a smooth smile. "Oh, hey!" He smoothed down the front of the expensive jacket. "How does this look?"I stood near the entrance, my hands shoved deep into my pockets. A cold frown settled on my face.I was not happy to be here. I hadn't forgiven him for his cruel words, or for how he treated me when I was sick, or