All Chapters of Mummy, Please Marry Uncle Biker Daddy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter Forty-One I Let Him In

Mara The banging starts at 11:47 p.m. Not polite. Three hard hits that make the picture frames shake. I’m already moving before my brain catches up. Lily sits up in bed down the hall. “Mommy?” “I’m here,” I call out, grabbing the baseball bat from behind my bedroom door because I’m not stupid. Another bang. “Open the damn door, Mara.” Evan. Rage replaces fear so fast it makes me dizzy. I yank the door open without thinking. “What the fuck is wrong with you,” I snap. He smells like whiskey and ego. “You think you can threaten me,” he slurs. “You think you can parade some biker in front of my kid.” “I didn’t parade anyone.” “You think I don’t know he’s been around.” My grip tightens on the bat. “Leave.” “You’re not keeping her from me,” he says, pushing a hand against the door. Big mistake. I shove back. “Get off my porch.” He laughs. “Or what. You’ll call your boyfriend.” The word hits wrong. “He’s not my boyfriend.” “Yet.” Footst

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Chapter Forty-Two This Was a Bad Idea

Cole The door clicks shut behind me. That sound feels louder than Evan’s engine did. Mara stands with her back to it like she’s holding the whole house upright. Her wrist is still red where he grabbed her. I stare at it too long. “He touched you hard,” I say. “I’ve had worse.” That answer makes my jaw tighten. “That’s not the point.” She exhales slowly. “I know.” The house is quiet now. Lily’s bedroom door closed. Night wrapped tight around everything. This is the part where I should leave. I don’t. Mara pushes off the door and walks past me into the living room. “You promised not to hurt Evan,” she says without looking back. “I did.” “You break that promise, we’re done.” I don’t hesitate. “I won’t.” She turns then. Studies my face like she’s looking for cracks. “You almost did,” she says softly. “I know.” “And that scares me,” she say” “Good” Her brows pull together. “Why good.” “Because it means you know I’m not soft.” “I don’t

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Chapter Forty-Three He Slept on the Couch

Mara I wake up before the sun. For a second I forget. Then I hear it. Breathing. Not from the hallway. From the living room. Low. Steady. Male. Cole. My stomach flips. I lie there staring at the ceiling, heart already racing, replaying last night in brutal detail. Evan’s hand on my arm. Cole slamming him back. The promise. The couch. I did that. I let him in. I slide out of bed quietly and walk down the hallway barefoot. The house is gray with early morning light. He’s there. One arm thrown over his face. Shirt slightly twisted. Boots still on the floor near the couch like he meant it when he said he wasn’t leaving. He looks… younger like this. Less sharp. Less dangerous. That’s probably the most dangerous thing about him. I step closer without meaning to. His knuckles are scraped. Probably from last night. From stopping himself. Guilt hits me unexpectedly. Because he would’ve broken Evan if I hadn’t asked him not to. And he

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Chapter Forty-Four I Didn’t Sleep At All

Cole I didn’t sleep much that night Not really. Every sound in that house wired straight into my spine. Floorboards shifting. Her breathing down the hall. The kid turning over in bed. I lay there staring at the ceiling knowing this was a line I couldn’t uncross. Sleeping on her couch felt more intimate than kissing her ever did. That’s the problem. I leave early in the morning. Not because I want to. Because I need air. The bike starts loudly. I don’t care. I need noise. By the time I hit the clubhouse, Diesel’s already outside smoking. “You look like hell,” he says. “Didn’t ask.” “You stay there.” “Yes.” He studies me. “That’s new.” I don’t answer. Inside, Jax is at the table with paperwork. “You look different,” he says without looking up. “I’m not.” “You are.” I grab a beer from the fridge even though it’s barely morning. “She let you in,” he adds. “Yes.” “And.” “And I stayed.” That makes him look up. “Overnight.” “Yes.

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Chapter Forty-Five Evan Files For Custody

Mara The envelope is taped to my front door. No stamp. No postage. Just my name written in Evan’s handwriting. My stomach drops before I even open it. Lily is inside finishing her homework. I slide the paper out slowly. It’s a printed screenshot. A photo of Cole’s bike parked in my driveway. Time stamp from last night.. My hands go cold. He knows. He knows Cole stayed. I crumple the paper instinctively, then smooth it back out because this is evidence. Because this is intimidation. Because this is not normal. My phone buzzes before I can think. Evan. I let it ring. It rings again. I answer. “What?” “You get my note.” “You’re unhinged.” “I’m observant.” “You took pictures of my house.” “Our house,” he corrects automatically. “It stopped being ours when you left.” He ignores that. “You think judges would like an Ex-Con biker sleeping over?” “He slept on the couch.” He laughs. “You think that matters.” “It does.” “No

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Chapter Forty-Six I Handled It

Cole I don’t go back to the clubhouse. I don’t call Jax. I don’t touch Evan. I handle it clean. First stop is Marcus. He’s the only one who still talks to people in Evan’s office building without making it obvious. “You need something,” Marcus says when I walk into the shop. “Yes.” “Violent.” “No.” He raises a brow. “That’s new.” “I need eyes,” I say. “Quiet ones.” “On who?” “Evan.” Marcus studies me. “Legal eyes or street eyes.” “Legal first.” He nods slowly. “He’s corporate. Finance sector. Likes his image clean.” “Good.” “You're digging for dirt.” “I’m digging for pressure points.” Marcus smirks faintly. “You promised her no escalation.” “This isn’t escalation,” I say evenly. “This is insurance.” He considers that. “Alright,” he says. “I’ll make calls.” “Nothing traceable to me.” “You think I’m sloppy.” “I think he’s stupid enough to bait.” Marcus nods. “I’ll keep it invisible.” Good. Second stop is the school. I don

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Chapter Forty-Seven She Shook Afterwards

Cole The court notice comes at 4:12 p.m. Certified mail. I’m there when she signs for it. I watch her hand. Steady. Too steady. She closes the door. Opens the envelope. I don’t speak while she reads. I don’t interrupt. Temporary custody hearing. Two weeks. Grounds listed. Unstable environment. Questionable associations. Criminal influence. My name isn’t written. It doesn’t have to be. She finishes reading. Folds the paper once. Twice. Places it carefully on the table. “That was fast,” she says. Her voice is flat. Controlled. “You expected it,” I reply. “Yes.” Silence. Lily is in her room colouring. She doesn’t know. Not yet. Mara walks to the sink. Turns the faucet on. Stares at nothing. I watch her shoulders. They’re rigid. Too tight. “You okay,” I ask. “Yes.” Lie. Her hands are braced on the counter like she needs the support. “This is intimidation,” I say. “It’s legal intimidation,” she corrects

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Chapter Forty-Eight I Needed Him

Mara The first call from his lawyer comes at 9:03 a.m. I answer before it rings twice. “Ms Collins, we’d like to discuss your… living situation.” Living situation. That’s what they’re calling it. Not love. Not support. Not safety. I grip the edge of the table. “My daughter lives with me,” I say. “And Mr Collins has concerns about the male presence in the home.” Male presence. Like Cole is a stain. Like he’s a disease. “Is that all?” I ask. “For now.” For now. I hang up before I say something that would get read back to a judge. Cole is across the room watching me. He already knows. “What did the lawyer say?” “They’re coming for you.” His jaw tightens. “Expected.” “They’re going to question your record, your club the way you live.” “I know.” “They’ll ask Lily if you’ve ever yelled. If you’ve ever scared her.” His eyes don’t flinch. “I haven’t.” “I know that.” “But they’ll twist it.” “Yes.” My voice cracks. I hate tha

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Chapter Forty-Nine I Stopped Fighting It

Mara I slammed the bathroom door hard enough to rattle the mirror. My hands were shaking. Again. I braced them on the sink and stared at my reflection like it might explain why my heart was doing this stupid, reckless sprint in my chest. My eyes looked brighter than they had any right to. My mouth was swollen from biting it too hard, holding things in that wanted out. I was supposed to be falling apart. That was the narrative. Single mom. Cheated on. Threatened by lawyers. Standing on the edge of a custody nightmare. Instead, my body was reacting like I was standing on the edge of something else entirely. Something dangerous. Something I wanted. I splashed water on my face, cold enough to wake me up to reality. Get it together. This wasn’t the time. This wasn’t smart. This wasn’t safe. I dried my hands slowly, deliberately, like control could be restored by pretending I still had it. When I opened the door, Cole was leaning against the hallway wall.

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Chapter Fifty In His Possession

Mara Cole’s hand caught my wrist before I could fully turn toward the bed. Not rough. Not gentle. Intentional. It stopped me cold. The room felt smaller with that single point of contact, heat spreading up my arm like my body had been waiting for permission to react. My pulse was loud in my ears. Too loud. Like it was trying to warn me and encourage me at the same time. “You sure,” he asked. Serious. I didn’t answer with words. I stepped closer to him instead. My palms flattened against his chest, solid and warm under my hands, heartbeat steady like he wasn’t standing on the same edge I was. I tipped my head back and kissed him again, slower than before, deeper. Less hunger, more intent. That did it. His other hand came to my lower back, pulling me flush against him, like distance was no longer something he was willing to allow. The air shifted. Something unspoken settled between us. This wasn’t the frantic mess of the first time. This was more intimate

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