Pampered By The Ruthless Biker Boss

Chapter 6

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ating up, fueled b

eer announced the la

ce of local legend. The personal, custom-made dagg

on satin. Its hilt was carved from obsidian, the blade etched

wn like Coyote Creek, so tied to biker cu

shot his paddle up.

o bolster his tough-guy

the next town over counte

price quickly climbing past

kept glancing at his mother, Brenda, w

oice tight. It was clearly his limit. He looked at

lent, waiting fo

the silence from the corner. It was

mil

ad snapped toward the man who had b

back in his chair and gave the auctioneer a sli

furious red. He stared at K

one million dollars, from Mr. Pet

t Kade Peterson. And no one else ha

ell. "Sold! To Mr

f gum. A man in a matching leather cut, the one I'd see

sat there like a fool, his face a mess of shame

. Kade had just shown everyone, in the most brutal way, who

to a close, and t

ther. She was hissing at him, and hi

ath and stood, sm

ext to Skylar. "

instantly, "

arted walking through the crowd, my steps ste

was about

his glass. His body leaned forward slightly, and for the first

and everyone else, the

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“After six years away, I returned to my hometown with a single suitcase and a picture of my fiancé tangled up with my stepsister. I thought it was just a simple, disgusting betrayal, but when I planted a bug in their private suite to get a confession, I heard a truth that froze my blood. My fiancé, Leo, laughed about how my own father had already signed over my mother's legacy-The Nightingale Ranch-as collateral to his powerful family. "Once this is all done, Claire will have nothing. And the woman you marry will be me," my stepsister Jenna cheered. Leo cooed back, calling me a stray dog he'd kick to the curb once he was bored, a worthless woman who couldn't even hold onto her family's land. My family had sold me out, and the man I loved was planning to leave me with absolutely nothing. I didn't cry. The pain burned away into a cold, hard hate. How could my own father conspire with them to destroy the only thing I had left of my mother? I crashed their prestigious charity auction and played their filthy recording over the speakers for the entire town to hear. But when Leo charged at me in a murderous rage, a wall of leather and muscle stepped in front of me. Kade "Chaos" Peterson, the terrifying President of the rival motorcycle club, crushed Leo's wrist and announced to the stunned room, "She's with me now."”