Reborn To Love My Outlaw Husband

Chapter 2

Word Count: 901 | Released on: 01/09/2026

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d waist. I pressed my tear-soaked face against h

, Axel's massive b

s only fo

d, his voice a low, dangerous rumb

e off him, shoving me backward. I stumbled, my bare feet slipping on

at me with such devastating tenderness before he died in the wa

ocating shadow over me. "Crying, screaming, starving yourself... none of that worked. So now you'

In my past life, I had used every vile, disgusting method to for

e..." I shook my head franticall

riginals President insignia. And just below his collarbone, a faded bullet

orward, ignoring his lethal glare, and gen

nal muscles insta

d, looking up into his dark, stormy eyes. I stood on my toe

ke a feral cat every time he touched me. My kiss was clum

move. Then, I heard a low, involuntary groan tear from his throat. His large hand gra

re his mouth away from mine and pushed me back, his breathing heavy,

itted his teeth, his chest heavi

st with the President patch-and roughly shoved his ar

knock

attered the heavy t

pect. "Breakfast is ready. Also, Mrs. Wallace asked if the Old Lady s

tingly sweet style I had forced upon this gritty,

ard the door to dismiss the Prospect,

out, my voice sur

and on the doorkno

that pink garbage into the incinerator. Strip this room of everything that belongs to my old taste. Fro

grown a second head. I, the spoiled brat who screamed at

re narrowed, a flicker of genuine sho

Prospect stammered, quickl

ying to decipher my angle. "If you think playin

tence, the walkie-talkie clipp

rez. We have a situation at the main gate. Blaze Golden is outside. He'

e Go

into the room lik

rous, blood-chilling darkness. He slowly turned his head to look

rnering its prey. "That's what the tears and the kiss were for. S

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“"Once she's finally dead, I want you to take me - right there, in that outlaw President's own bed... promise me, Blaze." Lying in a freezing pool of my own blood, I watched the man I had loved for three years flirt shamelessly with my cousin. Meanwhile, my so-called "best friend" greedily stripped the wedding ring off my bleeding finger. "Take her. Have your fun with her, just don't let that pretty face go to waste," the scumbag sneered, kicking me aside. As a group of tattooed thugs approached with sickening, lustful grins, I was swallowed by absolute, shivering despair. Just as I prepared to bite my own tongue to end it all-a deafening engine roar shattered the night. My husband, the ruthless MC President Axel, the "monster" I had spent my life trying to escape, charged into the hellfire covered in blood. He used his massive frame to shield me from every bullet. With his dying breath, his normally cold eyes held nothing but desperate, humble tenderness. "Don't be afraid... I love you..." When I opened my eyes, I was reborn a year before our fatal fallout. To completely sever ties with the cheating scumbag, I secretly liquidated all my designer assets, transferring the funds into an untraceable offshore account. But the financial report was handed straight to Axel. He forcefully cornered me against the wall, his eyes swirling with a devastating mix of soul-crushing heartbreak and violent obsession as he ruthlessly bit my lip. "Chloe, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will drag you back in chains!" he growled, his voice hoarse and his eyes red. "But from tonight on... until I see your lover's corpse with my own eyes, don't you ever try to touch me again." I wrapped my arms tightly around his solid waist from behind, my small hands slipping under his half-open leather jacket to trace the hard lines of his tense abs. Feeling his massive body instantly freeze into stone, I stood on my toes and whispered breathily against his ear: "Okay. But before you kill him... hubby, don't you want to come back to bed and fulfill your duties as my husband first?"”