All Chapters of The Biker's Favorite Sinner: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21 - The Reading

Lila’s POVTHE CHAIRS were arranged too close together, as if the room itself expected conflict and wanted a better view.The estate study had always felt formal, but that morning it was oppressive. Heavy curtains filtered the daylight into something dull and yellow. I sat between Adrian and Jacob, close enough to feel the heat from both of them, close enough that shifting even slightly would be noticed.Adrian’s knee brushed mine. Not accidentally. He leaned back in his chair, one arm draped over the back of it, posture relaxed and confident. Anyone looking would think he owned the room. Maybe he believed he did.Jacob sat rigidly upright, hands folded on the table, gaze fixed forward. He had not looked at me since we entered. Not once. That somehow felt louder than if he had.Across from us, Marco adjusted the stack of documents in front of him. He was ca

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Chapter 22 - Terms and Conditions

Lila’s POVI DID not realize how close everyone was sitting until Marco cleared his throat and asked if we could speak privately.Adrian’s hand was already on my lower back. Not resting. Pressing. As if reminding me that I was there because he allowed it.“Of course,” Adrian said easily, smiling for the room. “Whatever helps move things along.”His thumb dug in just slightly before he released me.I followed Marco down the hallway toward the study annex, my steps measured, my spine stiff. The house felt different now. Like it had shifted under my feet without asking permission.Marco closed the door gently behind us. He did not sit right away. Neither did I.“You handled that well,” he said.I let out a breath that felt scraped from my lungs. “I don’t think I handled anything. I think I just existed.”“That is often enough in ro

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Chapter 23 - North Wind

Lila’s POVTHE FIRST thing I heard was breath. Not mine. Not the horses either.It was the sound of controlled exertion, steady and sharp, cutting through the cold night air like a blade being honed.“Again.”Jacob’s voice carried from the far end of the stables, low and hard, followed by the dull thud of impact. Something heavy met something harder. Wood. Leather. Maybe flesh. I paused just inside the open doors, the smell of hay and oil wrapping around me, grounding me in a way the house no longer did.I should have turned back.I did not.He was shirtless.Of course he was.Sweat slicked his skin despite the chill, muscles moving with ruthless precision as he drove his fist into a hanging bag. Each strike landed with intention. No wasted motion. No anger spilling loose. It was anger folded tight, compressed into discipline.Again.The word did not leave his mouth this time. His body said it for him.I stayed quiet, leaning against the stall door, watching. I told myself it was curi

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Chapter 24 - Quiet Power

Lila’s POV“YOU DON’T owe me anything,” Marco said. “Not time. Not answers.”I stared at the coffee cup between my hands, the ceramic warm against my palms. Steam curled upward, fogging the space between us, softening the edges of a room that felt deliberately neutral. Pale wood tables. Chalkboard menu. The quiet busyness of grinders and low voices. It was the kind of place designed to make people breathe slower.“I know,” I said.He nodded, like he believed me. Or at least like he was willing to let me believe myself.We sat by the window. Morning light filtered through thin glass, turning the street outside into something almost gentle. I had come here without telling Adrian. The thought had made my pulse spike as I left the house, like I was sneaking out instead of stepping into a public space in broad daylight.Marco had driven. No commentary. No music. Just presence.“You didn’t have to come,” he said again, as if checking the air for tension. “I can take coffee alone very well.”

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Chapter 25 – Hands

Jacob’s POVI NOTICED it first in the way Adrian started touching her when he thought no one was watching.Then I noticed it in the way he did it when everyone was.It was subtle enough that most people would have called it affection. A hand at the small of her back as she passed through a doorway. Fingers resting too long at her waist when he leaned in to speak. His palm sliding over her shoulder as if he were steadying her, guiding her, placing her where he wanted her to stand.Always guiding.Always placing.I kept my mouth shut.That had become my specialty.The estate was busy that afternoon. Too many people, too many conversations overlapping, too much noise bouncing off stone walls that had heard secrets for generations and kept them quiet. Staff moved quickly. Lawyers lingered like ghosts who refused to leave. Family members hovered with brittle smiles that c

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Chapter 26 – Pressure Points

Lila’s POVI FOUND out something was wrong because the house felt watched.Not in the dramatic way people describe when they want to sound brave later. Not shadows moving or doors creaking. It was quieter than that. Phones silenced when I entered a room. Conversations lowering by a half-step. Staff looking up too quickly and then away.Pressure built in places I could not name.I was in the west study when Marco asked me if I had a minute.He did not knock. He never did when things mattered. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him with care, as if sound itself could carry intent.“Someone tried to access restricted estate records early this morning,” he said.I set the book down without marking the page. “Restricted how?”“Locked files. Historical amendments. Documents that require dual authorization.”My stomach tighten

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Chapter 27 – The Almost

Lila’s POVI FOUND Jacob by the stables because that was where my body took me when my mind could not decide what to do next.The message was still burned into my phone screen. I did not need to reread it. I knew every word already. The way it referenced my father by name. The way it mentioned the estate like it was a chessboard someone else thought they could play on. The way it felt like a hand reaching out of the dark to remind me that nothing here was as sealed or safe as I wanted to believe.Jacob was brushing down one of the horses when I stepped inside. The sound of the bristles against hide was steady, rhythmic. He was calm in the way men got when they were trying not to think.“Did you know,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended, “that someone is using my father’s name like a threat?”He did not turn right away. That told me everything.“Yes,” he said finally.The word landed wrong. Too flat. Too practiced.I took another step forward. “How long?”He set the brush down wi

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Chapter 28 – Image Control

Lila’s POV“YOU EMBARRASSED me.”The door clicked shut behind Adrian with the kind of care that always made my stomach tighten. He never slammed doors. He never raised his voice when it mattered. That restraint was part of the performance.I stayed where I was, hands resting on the edge of the dresser, knuckles pale against the dark wood.“I did nothing,” I said.He did not answer right away. I heard him set his phone down. The soft sound of fabric as he slipped off his jacket. The ritual of composure before correction.When he spoke again, his voice was calm. Almost gentle.“Do you have any idea how that looked?”I turned to face him. “You keep talking like I was on display.”“You were,” he replied. “We both were.”The room felt smaller with him in it. Not because he was loud or imposing. Because he filled it with expectation.“This is not about jealousy,” he continued, stepping closer. “I do not care about Jacob North.”I met his eyes. “Then why do you keep saying his name like it o

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Chapter 29 – North’s Line

Jacob’s POV“YOU NEED to stop.”Adrian Cross did not look surprised when I said it. He was standing near the side of the estate house, phone in hand, jacket still immaculate despite the dust and heat. He turned slowly, like he had all the time in the world and I was an inconvenience he planned to enjoy.“I am not sure what you think gives you the authority,” he said.I kept my hands loose at my sides. No fists. No sudden moves. I had learned a long time ago that men like him mistook calm for weakness. I was not about to correct him yet.“The way you touched her,” I said. “That stops.”He smiled. Not wide. Controlled. The kind of smile men practiced in mirrors.“Which touch,” he asked. “The one you imagined or the one you watched.”I stepped closer, just enough that he had to tilt his head to keep eye contact. I did not crowd him. I let the space do the work.“You kn

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Chapter 30 – The Kiss

Lila’s POV“STOP LOOKING at me like that.”The words came out broken, useless, the kind that did nothing to stop what was already unraveling inside me.I stood in the shadowed corridor near the east wing, the part of the house no one used anymore. The floorboards there still creaked the same way they had when I was a kid sneaking out past curfew. I had come here because I could not breathe anywhere else. Because every room lately felt like it belonged to someone who was not me.I pressed my palm to the wall, cool plaster grounding me for a second. My chest hurt. Not sharp. Heavy. Like something had been piling up for days and finally tipped.“I can’t do this,” I whispered to no one.But I was not alone.I sensed him before I saw him. The shift in the air. The quiet way the space seemed to settle, like the house itself recognized him.Jacob di

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