All Chapters of Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA : Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

DianeMy brain instantly froze. I sat up a little straighter."The decay?""Yes," the doctor said, nodding. "Twin girls. They both have advanced decay, and their condition is very bad right now. But this is a private hospital. I was just transferred here barely a month ago, and I simply cannot release the expensive drugs they need for free. Not at my own personal expense, and certainly not at this hospital's expense."He sighed and shook his head."Everything she provided in cash and jewelry is not nearly enough to cover what those drugs cost. I already did my part as a human being. I gave them a quick emergency check and did what I could to keep them stable for an hour. But nothing is working now. What those children require right now is way beyond my pay grade. I told her I couldn't help her without full payment, but she refuses to leave.""The decay..." I repeated, my mind racing. "Twins that have decay? That is a very rare genetic disease.""It is… and I feel for them. They're too

Diane The hallway went completely, dead silent. "Your godforsaken husband raped me!" Celine cried out, her voice broken and raw. "He raped me, and I came to you, and you cut me off before I could even tell you what happened!" My blood ran cold. "What...?" "You told me I was coming between you and your husband!" Celine wept, her voice filled with years of buried, agonizing grief. "You cut me off for months! You wouldn't have listened to me if I came running to you! Do you think I am happy having children I cannot even boast of in public?! Do you think I wanted this?!" She stepped closer, her face twisted in pain. "I am Celine. A woman of prestige. And I promise you, Diane. I'm not craving the penis of some random peasant from the west! A nobody!" She swiped her face with her arm. "Your husband forced himself on me right after your father died! While you were mourning and I was helping you, he put me in this disgusting position!" Tears poured down Celine's cheeks like a river. "I

Julian My hands were shaking hard against the leather steering wheel. The night air blowing through the open car window felt freezing cold, but sweat was still pouring down the sides of my face. My phone rang for the third time, buzzing loudly on the passenger seat. I didn't need to pick it up to know who it was. Zee. I pressed my bare foot down hard on the gas pedal, the black sports car speeding through the dark, quiet streets of the city. My heart was slamming violently against my ribs like a trapped wild bird. I had failed. The simple plan had blown up right in my face, and now I had to face the man who invested time and faith into this. I pulled up in front of Zee's massive, secluded mansion at the end of the long driveway. I threw the car into park and stepped out onto the damp pavement. The front door was unlocked, resting open just a fraction of an inch. I swallowed the dry lump in my throat, pushed the door wide open, and stepped into the dimly lit, luxurious foyer. P

Dom.The doors of the pack’s underground holding cells slammed shut, echoing down the dark, cold corridor.Julian stood inside the small processing area, his hands bound, his face twisted in rage. Two armed guards stood beside him; one of them unlocked the cuffs.I stepped into the dim room, holding a neatly folded gray inmate uniform in my hands. I placed it on the steel table between us."Step out of your clothes," I commanded, my voice flat and steady. "Hand them over and put on the detained uniform."Julian glared at me, a bitter laugh flying out of his throat. "You are not serious. You cannot lock me in here for no reason!""If you want, you can call your lawyer, and your lawyer will have to represent you in court," I said smoothly, stepping closer. "But for now, you answer to me.""No," Julian spat, shaking his head frantically. "I am not giving you my clothes! I am not taking anything off! I am going in like this! I have no reason to wear those clothes because there is no reas

Diane Then I offered him another cold, terrifying smile. "This furmond died on the night of the pack meeting," I said, leaning closer to the bars. "While I was giving my speech, it was televised all over the territory. Everyone saw it. But that wasn’t all. At that exact same moment, you were playing the role of a deeply loving husband. You carried me away from the stage, away from the public eye and the news reporters. But it was only after you took me into that private room that the servant boy suddenly 'remembered' to bring me a glass of water. A poisoned glass of water." Julian’s face flushed red with fake outrage. "What are you trying to say?! If I am understanding you correctly, you are trying to accuse me of having something to do with the furmond’s death?! What on earth would I have to gain from the death of a common foreman?!" I sucked my teeth softly, shaking my head. "No, no, no. I am not directly accusing you of his death... yet. But I am asking a very simple questi