All Chapters of Biker's Forbidden Desire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

EMILIA POVTank's phone rang at 9:47 AM.I was staring out the safehouse window, watching pine trees sway in the mountain breeze, trying not to think about what was happening two hours south. Trying not to picture hundreds of bikers gathering to say goodbye to my father while I hid like a coward."It's Marco," Tank said, answering on speaker."Change of plans," Marco's voice came through, tight and controlled. "Bring her back for the funeral."My heart stopped. "What?""You heard me," Marco said. "Your father's being buried today, and you should be there. We'll keep you safe. But Em..." His voice softened slightly. "Dad would want you there."The grief I'd

AXEL POVShe was breaking apart in my arms, and it was killing me.Every sob that tore out of Emilia hit me like a bullet to the chest. Every shudder that ran through her small frame made my hands tighten around her, like I could hold her together through sheer force of will.I'd faced down armed men without flinching. I'd taken bullets and knife wounds and kept fighting. I'd done things in the dark that would have broken most men.But watching Em cry like her heart was being ripped out? That destroyed me."Axel," she breathed, her hand coming up to touch my face.The contact sent electricity straight through me. Her palm was soft against my jaw, her fingers trembling slightly, her brown eyes drowning

EMILIA POVThe ride back to the clubhouse was silent.Tank drove ahead on his bike, creating a protective buffer. Axel and I followed on his Harley, my arms wrapped tight around his waist, my face pressed against his back. Behind us, a convoy of Iron Serpents ensuring no one could approach without being seen.My father's funeral was over. The casket had been lowered. The dirt had been thrown. David had been sent packing with his tail between his legs.But the hardest part was just beginning.Marco had watched everything. Watched Axel carry me away from the crowd. Watched us disappear into the chapel. My brother knew exactly what had happened, even if he didn't know the details.And judging by the text

AXEL POVThe night air was cold against my skin as I stood in the clubhouse parking lot, staring at the phone in my hand.Three AM. The clubhouse was finally quiet, most of the brothers passed out drunk after the wake. Em was asleep in my old room upstairs, exhausted from grief and the emotional battlefield that had been Marco's office.And I was out here, trying to work up the courage to make a call I'd hoped I'd never have to make again.The name in my contacts stared back at me: Volkov.Dmitri Volkov. Bratva lieutenant. The man who'd hired me two years ago for a job that had paid better than anything I'd done before or since.The job that had apparentl

AXEL POVThe clubhouse door had opened.Em stood in the doorway, wrapped in my leather jacket, her face pale in the dim light.Her eyes were wide with shock.With horror.With understanding.She'd heard everything.Every word of my confession about Kuznetsov. Every detail about the wife and daughter. Every dark truth about the monster I'd been."Em," I started, my voice breaking on her name.She didn't run.Didn't scream.Didn't do any of the things I expected.