All Chapters of The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1 Fertilizer or bride

Today was one of those shittiest days as I walked up to the garage about to start my work for the day.I massaged my back a bit where my brother had kicked me so hard in the back after breakfast.I was bleeding all under my shirt.But it's something I'm used to now because that's how it goes in this club for years now.Alexei had been hurting me since I was seven. First was usually his fist, then other things I don't even like to name.Turning eighteen didn't change a damn thing. He still hits me and makes me keep my mouth shut because I know a secret he once told me when he was all drunk.I spent the entire morning underneath a Harley Davidson. I've been trying to figure out why the transmission kept grinding third gear.My hair was all greasy and the garage stank of gas, sweat, and everything mechanical.Dmitri, almost the only worker left in Night Wolves' garage, my father's biker club, walked up to me."Here," he said, handing me the wrenches.I didn't say a word. It was much safe

Last Updated : 2026-06-08

Chapter 2 No blood No Marriage

Three days had passed since I was told I was going to marry a monster.The black SUV pulled up to the clubhouse at dawn. I was still in bed when Alexei kicked my door open.He walked up to me and yanked me up on my feet. "Get up," he said, holding a knife against my arm. "They're waiting for you outside, and I swear to God if you make them wait one more minute, I'll cut you right here."I pushed my arm away and started packing. I had to carry just my mother's wedding dress in a bag. It was the only thing I felt I should take.Alexei stood in the doorway watching me the whole time with the knife still in his hand.After a lot of hesitation, I finally got in the car.And here I am.In the back of a black SUV heading to be married while two women sit across from me.The much older woman with gray hair, gold rings, and wrinkled skin looked at me with a smile on her face all the time.The younger one is maybe my age with dark and messy hair. She kept looking away.The car drives for what s

Last Updated : 2026-06-08

Chapter 3 The Boy from the Yard

I looked at both of them. Then at their clothes. Then back at their faces."You two are talking," I said, "but you're wearing old fashioned style too. So maybe look in a mirror before you open your mouths."Irina's smile dropped. She crossed her arms."At least our clothes ain't from a dead woman's closet," she said. "Talking like you're not wearing a cloth from your dead mother's times of style. No one afford to get you new ones?"That hit right in my chest.My mother's dress was the only thing I had left of her. The only thing I fought to keep. And this bratty bitch just used it like a knife.I felt my face get hot. My eyes stung. But I don't cry in front of rich assholes who never lost anything that mattered."At least my dead mother had better taste than yours," I said. "Because you're wearing the same old shit. So maybe your mama can't afford new ones either."They both stopped laughing. Irina's mouth fell open, and the man's eyes went wide.They didn't say anything after that. J

Last Updated : 2026-06-08

Chapter 4 I Remember You.

Nikolai had me on his shoulders till we were close to a room. He used one hand to open it while balancing the other on my back.He stepped in and the bedroom was big. Fucking bigger than my whole entire garage.Nikolai kicked the door shut behind us and dropped me on the bed. I bounced once and scrambled back against the headboard, pulling my knees up to my chest.He stood close to the door already loosening his tie while watching me.Then he walked up to me and bent down to where I lay on the bed. His face was too close to mine that I could smell his scent."You think I don't remember you, Lena?" he said and my heart stopped."I remember every single day," he said. "You were seventeen. Still a freshman. Even then you had grease under your nails. Who made you work so hard for years now, wife?" he said with a dripping low voice that sent me shivers. He lifted his hands as if he was arranging the neckline of my dress and I stopped breathing for a minute."I fell for a seventeen year old

Last Updated : 2026-06-08

Chapter 5

Lena's POV Grecia’s eyes never left me as she stepped into the room, carrying herself with an authority that didn't need to be announced; everyone simply obeyed her. The two men holding my father loosened their grip slightly, though the knife remained pressed against his throat. My father looked pale beneath his beard, and for the first time since this nightmare began, I saw genuine fear in his eyes.Without another word, Grecia walked past Nikolai straight toward the bed, followed by the silent sound of the women behind her. My stomach twisted into knots as she pulled back the blanket to expose the stained sheet. The dark brown mark stood out sharply against the white fabric like evidence. One of the older women nodded immediately and announced, "She's pure."The words hit me like a slap. It didn't matter that they weren't true, because nobody in this room cared about the truth.They cared about ownership, and about proving that I belonged to someone else now. Grecia gathered the

Last Updated : 2026-06-17

Chapter 6

Lena's POV A week inside Volkov Manor turned into something that felt less like days passing and more like the house itself deciding how time should behave around me, because every morning looked the same.When I opened my eyes in that enormous bedroom, every night ended the same when I finally surrendered to sleep, and everything in between blurred into a loop of dressing, eating what was brought to me.Sitting by the window pretending I could see anything beyond iron gates, then undressing again just to repeat it all over like I was a doll someone had placed on a shelf and occasionally remembered to wind up, and the worst part wasn’t even the confinement itself but how quickly my mind started to adjust to it, like my body had accepted the rhythm before my pride could object.On the third day I stopped counting hours and started counting footsteps outside my door instead, because there were always footsteps in this place, distant ones belonging to guards I never saw properly.Softer

Last Updated : 2026-06-20

Chapter 7

Lena's POV I carefully slipped the letter back where I had found it. I didn’t want to read any further into his mother’s personal belongings. It felt like trespassing on the only part of this house that hadn’t been corrupted by the Volkov name. I closed the drawer quietly, trying to shake the heavy feeling in my chest.A sharp click of heels on the concrete floor ruined the silence.I didn't even have to look up to know who it was. Irina stood at the entrance of the garage space, her arms crossed and a judgmental sneer fixed on her face. She looked at the grease on my hands, then at the tools scattered around me."You really are acting uncultured," she said, her voice dripping with artificial pity. "This isn't a playground for grease monkeys, Lena. You’re supposed to be learning how to be a lady, though I suppose you can't force a pig to fly."I picked up a rag and began wiping my hands, refusing to give her the satisfaction of an angry reaction. "If you're here to give me a lecture

Last Updated : 2026-06-22

Chapter 8

Lena's POV He kept me pinned to the bed, the sheer weight of his body crushing any chance I had of breaking free. His lips moved aggressively along my jaw and down my neck, his breath hot and ragged against my skin. I fought him with everything I had, my hands pushing desperately against his chest, my muscles straining until they ached. But as the seconds ticked by, a terrifying realization washed over me. Despite the panic screaming in my mind, despite the anger flooding my veins, my body was betraying me. A sudden, unwanted warmth bloomed deep in my chest, and my heart hammered not just from fear, but from a strange, overwhelming rush of adrenaline. My skin tingled wherever his hands touched, reacting to him in a way I couldn't control.The sudden shift in my own biology horrified me, making me stiffen beneath him. Nikolai must have felt the change, or perhaps he just grew tired of the resistance. He pulled back just enough to look down at me, his eyes dark, wild, and completely

Last Updated : 2026-07-01

Chapter 9

Lena's POV I stared at the ink on the back of the photograph until the cursive letters blurred together. ‘If anything happens to us, tell the kids the truth.’ My fingers trembled so hard the corners of the photo snapped against my skin. The truth about what? I looked back at the front of the picture, studying the two women. My mother, looking younger than I had ever known her, laughing with her head tilted back, her arm linked tightly with the mother of the man who had just pinned me to a bed upstairs. They looked like sisters. They looked completely safe in each other's presence. A dizzying wave of confusion rushed through me, followed immediately by a cold, sharp dread. My entire life had been built on a foundation of specific stories. I had been raised on a steady diet of hatred, fed to me by my father and Alexei since I was old enough to understand the word ‘Bratva’. According to them, the Volkovs were monsters. They were cold-blooded animals who had spent decades tryin

Last Updated : 2026-07-03

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