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Reborn Heiress: Rejecting The Biker Ex

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1039    |    Released on: Today at 17:16

Austi

nd, his thick grey eyebrows drawing

neutral expression on his

icle Seven of the Alliance Blood Charter, any club attempting to seize an unclaimed partner's private trust through fraud or physical

a murderous glance at his son, i

is hands. "Calhoun handled the paperwork for the Austin merger.

n utter disbelief. He was an arrogant prick, but eve

ld speak, Ca

left. He lunged across the floor, grabbed Bernadette by her bar

ed at me. "Fine! The old merger is void! But I'm not leaving this hall without my rightful

ubhouse erupt

f the Outlaw MC world, an Old Lady was an exclusive, sacred title. Attempting to cla

e horrified silence around him. "She's the woman I actually love! Helena, you want to ke

, dabbing at her dry eyes with a lace handkerc

enough for every man to hear. "I don't care about titles... I'll

bikers began laughing and whistling, thei

price of on

c girl learn her

n, then shifted my

I felt an overwhelmin

adette. She shrank back against Calhoun's chest, but I didn't raise

rs like a blade. "Bernadette, that synthetic pheromone oil you bought

choked off instantly. Her e

ck on her and

You're just proving to the entire Alliance that the heir to the Harrington name is a weak,

Calhoun raised hi

ke lightning, grabbing Calhoun's arms and pinning him against

fficial. "Under the Alliance Blood Charter, what is the penalty for attempting to force a

with the heavy chain, forfeiture of clu

hur, hold on! The boy is emotional! He's young, he spoke out of tur

just dragged an unvetted club girl onto your sacred ceremonial pla

t Bernadette, who wa

ent the last six months hanging around back alleys and

cally at Hubbard, beggin

hatred. To an old warlord, a woman who threatened

s, and a vicious, calculated pla

letting my gaze drift between the father and son, "and since I refuse to ti

es, suspicious. "What a

ry word hitting the room like a hammer. "Let Bernadette ta

thless, desperate laug

not to Calhoun. Bind her to your firstborn son. The one who died three y

ire roo

ber was the darkest, most binding cu

red glow of the cigar fla

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Reborn Heiress: Rejecting The Biker Ex
Reborn Heiress: Rejecting The Biker Ex
“I woke up to the deafening roar of heavy metal, holding a leather patch that read "Property of Harrington." Calhoun, the Vice President of the motorcycle club, sneered and ordered me to sew it on. He wanted to claim me tonight, forcing my family's massive transport fleet under his club's banner. Behind him hid Bernadette, his mistress, biting her lip like a frightened doe. Calhoun wrapped his arm around her, demanding I show some grace and share my title, my bed, and my wealth with her. In my last life, I foolishly gave them everything. I thought my devotion would earn his love. Instead, he drained my eighty-five-million-dollar empire dry. When I was no longer useful, they locked me in a dark concrete basement. While the club drank and laughed upstairs, they used a rusty scalpel to carve my unborn child out of me, leaving me to bleed out in a shallow grave. I didn't understand why my loyalty was repaid with such brutal betrayal. Why did they tear my innocent baby away? Why did my unconditional support only buy me a horrifying death? But the cold metal of my silver skull ring anchored me. I wasn't in that grave. I was twenty-two again, right at the start of the claiming ceremony. This time, I dropped their sacred patch into the spilled whiskey and ground the golden eagle into the dirt with my steel-toed boot. "I'm just putting garbage where it belongs."”