The Biker Alpha's Secret Baby
But I won't be going back, and for that I'm sorry.
I knew papa would be worried, so damn worried. I left with only just a letter that said I needed space, a confusing letter that said I don't know why, but I need to leave. A letter that doesn't even tell him he's got a granddaughter who's two months old now.
“Just…. Nice' describes your club and bikers?” he asked.
“Everyone there is cool, my papa owns the club, he wants me to be the best biker, and I also wanted that” I chuckled, staring at my toes which I used to till the ground.
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