Reborn To Love My Outlaw Husband

Chapter 6

Word Count: 823 | Released on: 01/09/2026

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the pathetic victim act. I wiped my face, straightened my sp

avy oak door with a brass

k. I pushed t

man who looked more like a Wall Street executive than an Outlaw biker. When he saw me wa

, not standing up. He respected s

e. "I need a trusted fence. Someone who deals in high-end luxury

des you with an unlimited black card, Mrs. Beaumont. Why would you need to fence

ear. He thought I was

ng my past, Alfred. I am taking back every single expensive mistake I gifted to the leeches in my life, and

d studied my eyes, searching for the spoiled,

a contact. He'll give you

t. "I'll have the goods de

garage. The heavy scent of motor oil, gasoline, and hot metal filled my lungs. It

s until I reached a dark, dusty corner. I grab

chipped, and the chrome was dulled with dust, but its aggressive, beautifu

hrow this "piece of junk" into the scrapyard

helpless, delicate doll, I was a natural gearhead. I knew every bolt and piston of a V-twin engine, a talent inherited

I realized Axel had been quietly maintaining it all this time, preserving

ricked

o the bike, my voice trembling but resolute.

herie: "Everything is packed. I dropped the boxes

every credit card she owned to buy back the bags sh

es straight into Alfred's office. I didn't ke

. "Fence it all. I want it liquidated as fast as possible, and I want the fund

rofessionally. "I will handle it personally, Old Lady.

you,

ast finally handed off, I walked ba

gly sweet pink silk sheets, the frilly floral curtains, and the ridiculous fluffy ru

me to cle

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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?"”