All Chapters of The Bad boy of Pine Creek: My biker lover : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Maddy’s POV My legs start to shake. Hank’s hand around my neck tightened. I could smell his breath on my skin, his rough hands caressed my cheeks. “Ah, Max, when they told me you were hanging out with some girl, I didn’t think it would be this pretty, fragile girl,” Hank continued. He was watching me as he spoke. I flung my gaze at Max, willing him to look at me. But Max’s face spelt horror. I couldn’t believe he would lie to me like this. Neither could I believe that Aston was right about everything! “Hank, this is just a little misunderstand. I promise I have not stolen a dime from you. Swear it on my father’s grave,” Max said. Hank threw his head back, laughing. It was a mirthless laugh. It didn’t have a soul. He didn’t have a soul. “That means nothing to me, little boy. All I know is that the products I gave you is not matching the money you’ve been bringing in. See, I thought it was a joke at first. Maybe an innocent mistake. You know how little boys can’t count money, so I

Maddy’s POVThe silence was deafening, pensive. The room was too small. There were no windows, no ventilation. It stank of urine and dried blood caked onto the floor. My mind tried to calculate the number of innocent people who had been held prisoner and possibly tortured here.My tears flowed nonstop. What would happen if Max can’t find the money? Will this be the end of my life? Where the hell am I? Would anyone even find my body? We must have driven for hours and hours before we finally stopped near the woods. They had blindfolded me before leading me to this house and locking me in this room.I waited for something to happen. For someone to talk to me. But for hours, nothing came.Then, all of a sudden, a door clanged noisily outside, disrupting my thoughts. I waited patiently, following the sound of the footsteps as they approached. It got closer and closer, forcing me to scuttle away to the far end of the room.Someone stuck a key into the doorknob and turned it, opening the doo

Aston's POV Blood rushed into my groin as she murmured: “Kiss me, hurt me.” My groin throbbed with unspeakable excitement. My chest tightened with too much anticipation. The muscles of my body expanded and contracted. My grip around her waist tightened. “Hurt me,” she said again, hoarsely. There was something unspeakably hot about her voice and demand. It unlocked something dark and terrible inside me. I bit her lower lip, drawing blood. She let out a stilted moan into my mouth. But she didn’t pull back. She didn’t run. She leaned in for more, her hips bucking. I wanted to toss her on the floor and punish her with brutal thrusts, fucking her so deeply, so badly that she would might never be able to stand again. Lifting her, she wrapped her legs around my waist. We swerved around the room, kissing, ripping clothes off. She kissed me wildly, aggressively, sending heat down my pants. She licked my ears, her tongue trailing along my earlobes. The sensation was enough to tr

Aston's POV My father was the happiest man at the engagement party. He was dancing, drinking, shaking hands with guests and feeling proud of himself as if he didn’t just implode my life. No one at the party saw through his mask. I used to think he was a psychopathic businessman, but now, he had become a psychopathic drug dealer, turning me into a drug dealer’s son. The words repeated over and over in my head. My dad is a drug dealer. It was still a shock to me. He didn’t look the part. Drug dealers were supposed to look like Hank. Not my dad, dressed in his impeccable Armani suit, a gold watch on his wrist, and shiny black shoes. The smile on his face irritated me. He was acting as if everything was normal, as if he didn’t just drop a bomb on me. I should’ve known something was wrong when he kept pushing for his union with the Williams. I should’ve known with all the late hours and strange men he had been working with. I felt sick to my stomach. For years, I’d held Max

Maddy's POV "You're being irrational, Paul!" Julie's voice came. Dad went mad. "Irrational? Im trying to protect my daughter!" Meanwhile, I stood there listening to his rants. Move to Chicago? No way! Not because I wouldn't love anything more than to escape this cursed town but..... Aston! "You can't shield her from the powers that be, Paul. Like I said, she's safe now but if they wanted to get to her, they would get to her any time, anywhere!" Max said. "Well, that's reassuring, thank you!" Dad retorted sarcastically. Julie placed a gentle hand on my Dad's shoulders. "Max is right. I think you should stay calm. Speak to your boss and have him explain all of this perfectly to you. You might have been away for some time but there's very little that goes on in this town that he can't handle." Throwing a quick glance in my direction, she added. "Don't send the poor girl away. Not right now when she needs her father the most!" Julie's voice calmed Dad down. H