Todos los capítulos de Punished by Husband, Forced by Biker Daddies: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Damon’s POVI couldn’t stand there and let Vance talk to us like we were beneath him. Every word coming out of his mouth was annoying me more and more. The only reason he was acting this bold was because he had Betty. If she wasn’t standing there beside him right now, he wouldn’t even have the courage to look us in the eyes this way.But we had to be careful. That psychopath was unstable. I could already tell from the look in his eyes that he was ready to kill her if things didn’t go his way. He looked desperate and angry at the same time, and desperate people were the most dangerous.When he told us to kneel and become his slaves if we wanted Betty back, I looked at my brothers and we laughed. This wasn't what we were supposed to be doing but it was the counter measure to confuse them. Vance’s face changed immediately. He clearly didn’t expect that reaction from us.We already planned this before leaving the house. None of us liked this plan, especially knowing Betty was going to mis

Betty’s POVI refused to go back with them after I was discharged from the hospital. There was no way I was going to stay in the same house with people who looked me in the eyes and told me to get rid of my baby. Even thinking about it made my chest hurt again.So I stayed with Nina. She didn’t even hesitate when I told her I wasn’t going back. She just nodded and told me I could stay with her for as long as I wanted. Honestly, I don’t know what I would have done without her these past few days.I stayed in the room Nina shared with Rocco and even though it was smaller than what I was used to at the brothers’ place, I felt safer there emotionally.At least nobody there was pretending. At least Nina didn’t make me feel crazy for being hurt. The first few days after leaving the hospital were horrible for me. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I kept remembering the blood on the ground and the feeling of panic when I touched my stomach in the hospital.Even now, my chest still

Blaze's POVI was already in a bad mood before Nina even called me. Nothing had felt normal since Betty left us.The house felt empty without her around and honestly I hated how much I noticed it. Every little thing kept reminding me of her. The kitchen. The couch. The hallway where she used to argue with us almost every single day.And the worst part was knowing she hated us now. No matter how many times I tried to explain things in my own head, it still didn't change the fact that we hurt her badly.I was sitting outside when my phone rang.The moment I saw Nina's name I immediately picked it up because I knew she wouldn't call me unless something serious happened."What's wrong?" I asked immediately.Nina sounded worried and angry at the same time."Betty left the house," she said quickly. "I think she went to meet Travis."The moment she said his name I immediately stood up."What?""I checked her phone earlier," Nina admitted. "I know it was wrong but I was worried about her. She

Betty's POVThe next few days felt like prison to me. Nobody said it out loud, but that was exactly what it was. They didn't lock me inside the room or chain me down or anything dramatic like that, but I could feel it anyway. Everywhere I went, somebody was watching me. If I stepped outside my room, there were guards downstairs. If I sat in the living room, one of them was always nearby pretending not to watch me.It was annoying. Actually, annoying wasn't even enough to explain how I felt. I felt trapped..And the worst part was that they kept acting like they were doing this because they cared about me.Damon was the strictest about it. He barely let me leave the house and every time I asked to go somewhere, he always had one reason or another why it wasn't safe.Colt kept trying to make me eat.Blaze mostly stayed quiet, but I noticed him watching me all the time like he was worried I would disappear again.I ignored all of them. I stopped trying to argue after the second day becaus

Betty's POVThe house was unusually busy the next few days because of the biking tournament preparations. People kept coming in and out of the house. Some were pack members bringing reports while others were bikers discussing routes and security arrangements. Everywhere I turned, somebody was talking about the tournament.Honestly, it was the first thing that made this place feel alive again after everything that happened. Not that I was suddenly happy. I was still angry and heartbroken, still grieving my baby.But at least now there was something distracting everyone for a little while. I stayed mostly quiet these days and the brothers noticed it too. They stopped trying too hard to force conversations with me after the breakfast incident. I think they were scared of making me angry again.Or maybe they were scared of losing whatever little progress they thought they made with me. Either way, the silence between us became softer. I came downstairs one afternoon and found Damon sittin