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Jilted Ex-Wife? The Biker's Queen Returns

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 962    |    Released on: Today at 14:42

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up to block his, the hard edge of my palm striking the se

n and surprise, sna

again," I snarled, "I will ensure those hands you are s

n profound shock. This lethal, hardened si

e a psycho!" she shrieked

apartment building, leaving the pathetic sibl

ed my laptop and logged into

he final asset the Prince family believed they could leverage to save the

e "Ownership Lock" button, permanentl

n when a violent pounding started on my apartment door. The c

ing humiliated in the alley. He had forced

closed around the familiar, cool steel of my Viper Chain. I

he door and y

over me. His eyes were bloodshot, his tie askew. He tried to

mrod straight. I didn't move an inch, just star

o the doorway. "You're pushing me too far, Karyn," he snar

restraining order to keep me away from the main

king smile played on my lips. He didn't even know

der. While you're at it, get one against my trust fund manager, David Foster

then his anger returned, stronger than before. He was

oulder, the old, familiar gesture of physica

. The Viper Chain sliced through the air with a vicious hiss, stri

AC

p into the wood, sending a showe

he'd been burned. His face went pale. He stu

in my hand. "Where... where did you get that?" h

wrist. "It's for dealing with animals who don't unde

nally dawning on him. The woman standing bef

ed, "You're insane. You're co

I pulled up the drafted divorce papers on my pho

. "Sign it," I said, "or I'll see you

"I will never let you win," he spat, then

ic footsteps faded. Only then did my sh

t of the alley as if escaping a fire. He w

Our surveillance showed a call from Brandon to Judith. H

too cowardly to face the co

, open up all query permissions on the

in real-time, as their w

d water, splashing it on my face, washing away

yes staring back were wild and alive, burning

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Jilted Ex-Wife? The Biker's Queen Returns
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“For three years, my trust fund paid for my husband Brandon's law degree and his family's lavish lifestyle. But today, he walked through our front door with his arm wrapped tightly around a blonde woman's waist. He told me her name was Ivey, demanding I play the gracious hostess because his mother and grandmother already adored her and thought she was a better fit for their prestigious family. When I asked for a divorce, his family panicked but still acted incredibly entitled. His mother ordered me to hand over this month's dividend to throw a welcome party for the mistress. "A wife's duty is to manage the accounts, not to question her husband's social activities." She said it as if my money was their birthright. They had maxed out my credit cards to pay for his Porsche and threatened to ruin me if I didn't comply. They actually thought they could kick out the host and keep the parasite alive. They thought I was just a fragile, compliant wife who would be nothing without their last name. They had no idea who I really was, or the gritty world I originally came from. I calmly instructed my assistant to freeze every single joint account and cut off their lifelines. Then, I packed my worn leather jacket, grabbed a silver ring carved with a bird of prey, and drove straight into the city's underbelly to find the most dangerous biker boss in town.”