Pampered By The Rival Underground Boss

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 765 | Released on: 29/09/2026

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kup, I watched Genevra's furious silh

o the brink of death by the very same bloodline. Alec knew that history down to the bone, yet he still chose to sleep with the daughter of my worst en

chest, pulled out my encrypted sat

arance paperwork processed through the Department of Transport

m of the Iron Horse Saloon tomorrow morning. I'll introduce you to the man behind Lynch Industrial. He h

erst

club's officer election-the exact day he assumed

garage apartment. Before I could pull out, the console radi

an independent R&D equipment fund that required Eleanor Kensington's sign-off before the bank would release the f

. The moment I stepped through the grand foyer, I saw Genevra

is family's home, completely disca

Coast parts distribution rights on behalf of the Woodward syndicate. What an accomplished young woman! I still don't know what kind of

Jolene has some technical certifications

on grease monkey hiding in an engine bay. She squeaked by w

sive, and held out the approval folder.

"No respect, no manners! Making an entire room wait on you, and you stand the

m in Genevra's eyes, I tu

ed vicious private power struggles. In the past, whenever Elean

cushions without uttering a single word, sil

and patch-holder in the room, he picked up a fresh cup of

y skin. The final remnant of warmth i

ed the file back, spun on my heel

sweep across the valley, soaking st

rawer and returned it to its hiding spot. Then, sitting in front of my terminal, I printed t

being a devoted wrench and a loyal partner,

ing my losses now

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“For two years, I was the hidden genius engineer who built the fastest engines on the West Coast, keeping my husband Alec's motorcycle club in absolute power. But he tossed a fake thirty-day separation agreement on my desk, just to keep me docile while he openly flaunted his new mistress in our garage. Genevra Woodward paraded around in my shop, calling me a useless freeloader. Alec's mother publicly humiliated me in front of the whole club, claiming I brought nothing to the family. On our second anniversary, Alec even abandoned me on the side of a highway in a freezing storm just to go rescue Genevra's broken-down bike. "Stop being so damn selfish and get out." He drove off, leaving me to collapse and freeze in the mud. I had given him my life, engineered his entire tuning business, and he actually believed I was just a pathetic nobody who would starve without his protection. He thought I was just a stray dog who would eventually crawl back to his bed. Instead of crying, I slipped a legally binding divorce decree into a stack of scrap metal permits for him to blindly sign. Then, I accepted a million-dollar contract from his most dangerous rival, the Iron Ghosts MC. When he finally realizes his empire is crumbling, I'll already be gone.”