Awakening My Vicious Underground Biker Husband

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But you are no longer marrying Kingston.

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o his leather chair, the state senator seal on his gold signet ring catching the dim lamp lig

ll continued coldly, flicking ash into a crystal tray, "you are lea

ing my head with a razor-thin, venomous smile, "and shipping me

d completely devoid of the tre

the polished wood. The crystal tu

d in the master bath! You locked yourself in, swallowed half a bottle of sedatives, and slit your wrists like a hysterical madwoman-all because Kingston told you h

d, glaring at me

shall family, not just Kingston. Kingston needs Brinley to anchor our political power here in the South, but the old blood pact

ingston's estranged cousin and the true, feared warlord of the Marshall clan-was a legendary killer who had reportedly taken a blast dur

a dying cripple so Kingston can keep his h

on Marshall stepped into the light. He wore a tailored charcoa

acting out of sheer heartbreak, that my suicide attempt had been the ultimate proof of my desperate devotion to him. "When they called me from the ICU... when they told me

ing with theatrical regret as he raise

alf a st

t nothing but empty air, fr

specimen. "Kingston, when someone takes out the trash, they don't mourn the garbage bag. If my heart stopped on th

hed a violent, mottled crimso

rty kickbacks, strutting around like a king, yet the moment your cousin Erik is taken out, you scramble to carve up his table with a second-rate stepdaughte

e. In all the years he had strung me along, I had never spoken a harsh word to him.

ely, dismissing his existence,

North Street Medical Logistics. Remove your senatorial hold and clear my mother's

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stunned by the sheer, uny

s," Darrell sneered, trying to regain his footing. "Take i

er, signed it with a heavy scrawl, and t

signed my name in one

ny with a sharp, dismissive clatter. "Do try to keep your seat in the Senate. It would be a pity if th

efore he could bark an order, I had already

e heavy oak

way, her arms crossed, waiting to gloat over the

nto a smug, venomous smirk. "Let us hope you last more than a

letting my cold gaze rake over her from head to toe until h

my mother's leftover husband, and your daughter had to settle for my discarded trash just to secure a name. Enjo

been slapped across the face, her manicured

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, reached my bedroom at the far

away from the pathetic, ve

s echoed down the hardwood floor, mov

r flew open wit

shoulders. She held a leather riding crop in her right hand, tapping it rh