Todos los capítulos de Taming Sean Davis: Her Billionaire Biker Boss: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Chapter FourI knew I was dreaming, but that didn’t make what I saw any less disturbing.Lauretta stood before me, dressed in her usual clothes, but her olive eyes had turned blood red. but something about her expression made me want to run.I tried to approach her, but before I could take a step, her image disappeared.“Moonblessed.”I turned toward the voice and found myself facing an enormous white Moon. Its light illuminated the darkness around me, and I immediately remembered the previous dream."See, Moonblessed."The Moon's surface began to shimmer, and I stepped closer, eager to understand what it wanted me to see. This time, however, I didn't see myself. Kael and Jasmine appeared in the reflection, looking at each other with a tenderness that made my chest ache."What does this mean?" I demanded. "Why are you showing me these things?"The image remained unchanged."Moonblessed... My Moonblessed…”I woke with a scream, my forehead damp with sweat. After catching my breath, I

Chapter OneAlexander Kane sat in the dark of his study with his robe open and his cock in his hand.The city lights below didn’t help. They just made the glass look colder. He had been hard for almost an hour, the kind of hard that made his stomach feel tight and a little sick. He stroked himself the way he always did when it got this bad—slow, almost reluctant, like he was trying not to admit what he was doing.He kept seeing her ass.Not in some perfect fantasy. Just the ordinary way it moved when she walked across the foyer that afternoon with a tray in her hands. The black skirt pulled tight every time her right foot stepped forward. Soft. Heavy. The kind of ass that made a man forget he was supposed to be listening to lawyers. He had stood on the mezzanine and watched her until the tray disappeared into the conference room, then stayed there another minute like an idiot, still staring at the empty space where she had been.His fist tightened. A wet sound started under his palm.

My heart hurt at his words, but something else he said rang in my head.“I have told you I do not have a mother! I don’t know who you’re taking me to, but I’m not going to meet some stranger!”I planted my feet firmly on the ground, refusing to move.Thorne glanced down at me. “Are you planning to stay here all day?”“Yes! And if you try to drag me, I’ll make you regret the day you were born!”“With those weak legs? I’d like to see you try.”Before I could respond, he bent down, grabbed me, and flung me over his shoulder.“Put me down, you humongous, pompous, disgusting pig!”I pounded his back with my fists and kicked my legs, but he barely reacted.“Thorne, I’m warning you!”“You’re welcome to keep trying, Princess. Perhaps you’ll manage to bruise my back before you exhaust yourself.”I kicked harder, determined to wipe that arrogance off his face. Instead, he raised his free hand and gave my ass a sharp slap.I went completely still.“By the Moon! Did you just spank me like a child

Power crackled from Elara like wildfire, her hair was blazing bright, her eyes were glowing silver-blue. The marble beneath her feet began to crack and splinter in the shape of a web around her feet. The light coming from her coiled tighter around Liliana, lifting her slightly off the floor like a rag doll, choking on her own gasp.Riven stood now, and though his face remained unreadable, Elara felt his energy shift, ready, controlled, watching her closely.Elara wanted to stop, to reel in her power, but she could still hear Liliana’s words. She could still hear that dismissive tone...she could still see that smirk. The idea that she would always be a toy in someone else’s hands.No. Not anymore.Elara took another step forward, her breath ragged, her chest rising with every surge of magic coursing through her. The air in the throne room was alive now—sparking, humming, furious. The werewolves closest to her dropped their eyes or flinched.“I am not something to be broken,” she said,

Power crackled from Elara like wildfire, her hair was blazing bright, her eyes were glowing silver-blue. The marble beneath her feet began to crack and splinter in the shape of a web around her feet. The light coming from her coiled tighter around Liliana, lifting her slightly off the floor like a rag doll, choking on her own gasp.Riven stood now, and though his face remained unreadable, Elara felt his energy shift, ready, controlled, watching her closely.Elara wanted to stop, to reel in her power, but she could still hear Liliana’s words. She could still hear that dismissive tone...she could still see that smirk. The idea that she would always be a toy in someone else’s hands.No. Not anymore.Elara took another step forward, her breath ragged, her chest rising with every surge of magic coursing through her. The air in the throne room was alive now—sparking, humming, furious. The werewolves closest to her dropped their eyes or flinched.“I am not something to be broken,” she said,