All Chapters of Claimed By The Ruthless Biker: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

By the time Mara finally admitted she had made me try on enough dresses to fill an entire wardrobe, my arms were occupied with shopping bags that contained two gowns I never imagined I’d own, three pairs of jeans she insisted I needed, several casual tops, and a few other things she’d quietly slipped into the basket whenever I wasn’t paying attention.“I still think two dresses are too many,” I complained as we stepped out of the clothing store.Mara shifted her own bags to one arm before nudging my shoulder.“And I still think two isn’t enough.”“I only agreed because you refused to let me leave.”“Exactly.”“You bullied me.”“I encouraged you.”“There is a difference.”She laughed.“Not from where I’m standing.”I rolled my eyes dramatically, earning another laugh from her before we continued farther into the shopping mall.Our next stop was a cosmetics store located just across the hall. The moment we walked inside, shelves filled with skincare products, perfumes, lipsticks and mak

The tension around us tightened so quickly that it became difficult to breathe.I stood behind Cain with Mara beside me, clutching the shopping bags so tightly that my fingers hurt. My pulse hammered against my ribs as Bishop’s men slowly spread out across the corridor, making it impossible to mistake their intentions. People continued walking past us, laughing, carrying shopping bags and chatting as if nothing dangerous was unfolding in the middle of the mall.I couldn’t understand how the world around us remained so normal while mine felt like it was about to fall apart.Cain stood directly in front of us without moving an inch. His shoulders were broad enough to block almost all of my view, but even from behind him I could tell he wasn’t intimidated. His posture remained relaxed, almost careless, though I knew him well enough now to recognize the warning hidden beneath that calm exterior.Then, before anyone could make the first move, several uniformed security officers hurried tow

The moment I closed my bedroom door behind me, the silence settled over the room like a heavy blanket. I leaned against the door for a few seconds before letting out a slow breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. Everything that had happened since we left the shopping mall replayed itself in my mind, one scene after another, refusing to leave me alone.Mara’s disappointed expression hurt more than Cain’s lecture.Cain had every right to be angry. He had warned us not to leave The Pit. We had ignored him anyway, and because of that, Bishop’s men had almost gotten their hands on us. Looking back, I understood why he had spoken the way he did.But Mara…That was different.The quiet disappointment in her eyes lingered with me.I sat on the edge of my bed and rubbed my temples. “Great job, Ava,” I muttered bitterly. “A few weeks in this town and you’ve already managed to upset the only friend you’ve made.”Maybe this was exactly why I had promised myself not to get attached to anyone.T

I knew I should have stopped.Every sensible thought in my head warned me to pull away before I became too attached to a man like Cain Harlow. Men like him came with walls, secrets, and scars too deep for someone like me to understand. If I let myself fall, there was every chance I’d end up heartbroken when he decided this meant nothing.But the more I tried to think, the harder it became.His lips were warm against mine, gentle in a way that completely contradicted the intimidating man everyone else saw. There was no force behind the kiss, no urgency. It felt as though we were both discovering unfamiliar ground together, unsure where it would lead but unwilling to step away.So I kissed him back.Not because it was wise. Not because it was safe.But because, for the first time in a very long while, I wanted something without fear deciding for me.His hand remained against my cheek while the other rested lightly at my waist. I could feel my heartbeat racing so loudly that I was convin

The moment I heard the unfamiliar voices downstairs, every nerve in my body locked up.Without thinking, I had abandoned the counter and hurried upstairs, shutting my bedroom door behind me before leaning my entire weight against it. My breathing came in shallow pulls as I stared at nothing, forcing myself to inhale… then exhale… over and over again.The federal agents came back like they said they would.The last time I had seen that Officer called, Mercer, I had been standing inside Cain’s bedroom wearing his oversized shirt, pretending to be the woman sharing his bed. They had left believing I was Cain Harlow’s girlfriend.If they walked into the bar now and found me working as an ordinary waitress instead, questions would start piling up. They weren’t stupid men. It wouldn’t take much for them to realize something about that night hadn’t added up.I pressed my palms against my face.A soft knock interrupted my racing thoughts.Before I could even ask who it was, Cain’s voice came