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Not His Old Lady Anymore
I was the President's Old Lady - and the only reason his MC was still breathing. For three years, I ran every legal business the Serpents of Redemption owned. While Craig chased road glory across state lines, I turned a failing auto shop and a tattoo parlor into the money that kept the brothers fed, the bikes fueled, and the clubhouse lights on. Then he rode home from a two-month run with a sweetbutt on the back of his Harley - and her son. Ginger, he said, had saved his life on the road. So he put her in the main residence, in the room directly across from our bed. He handed her my ledgers and called it repayment. When her son dumped a cup of scalding coffee over my hand, Craig never checked my burns. He scooped up the boy and blamed me. His grandmother - the club's Matriarch - stood before every patched brother and accused me of hurting "family." That night, Craig told me Ginger held a place in his heart I could never reach. A debt of blood he'd honor above me. Three years. My family's fortune. My scarred hand. All of it - worthless next to his roadside savior. So I did the one thing a President never expects his Old Lady to do. I gave back his patch. Now they can keep their empty ledgers. They can play happy family in a clubhouse I built. And when this motorcycle club burns - I'll be the one holding the match.A luxury BMW was parked at the end of an old street in a small town.
A girl in shabby jeans stood in front of the car door expressionlessly, clutching an equally shabby suitcase.
A middle-aged man was sitting in the driver's seat. He looked at the girl standing outside from the corner of his eyes and frowned, seeming dissatisfied with her shabby ensemble.
"Get in the car," he barked.
The girl didn't flinch despite the harshness in the man's voice.
She calmly opened the door and got in the back seat.
"I'm Bill Jenkins. From now on, you're going to be my daughter. Although we're not biologically related, I'll arrange for someone to train you. You'll become a decent Jenkins lady in no time."
As the man spoke, he started the car and zoomed out of the small town.
In the river-view villa, as soon as Maria Jenkins got out of the car, she saw a middle-aged woman standing at the gate.
Judging from the woman's uniform and demeanor, Maria guessed that she was a servant.
"Mr. Jenkins, Miss Jenkins, welcome back. Lunch is ready."
Bill turned to Maria and said, "Since you're new here, Lily will show you around. You have to behave once you step inside this house. Don't even think about bringing your old bad habits to the Jenkins family. Do you hear me?"
Maria nodded indifferently, still as expressionless as a porcelain doll.
"Come with me," Lily said flatly, turning around and entering the house.
Maria didn't say anything. She quietly picked up her old suitcase and followed Lily into the house.
Lily then showed Maria around as she was told to. As soon as they climbed the stairs to the third floor, Maria caught a glimpse of an expensive-looking piano through the crack of a half-open door.
Maria couldn't help but stop in her tracks to take a closer look.
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The Whole World Seems To Be Falling For My Wife
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer,/0/18671/coverorgin.jpg?v=942f111071548df7f84792596c070137&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fake Marriage: Love Takes Me To You
Their marriage had no love and was only beneficial for business. On the day Megan planned to celebrate their wedding anniversary, her husband put the divorce papers in front of her once more. Lucian had left her for another woman; a woman he believed to be the one. But he didn't know what he had/0/18402/coverorgin.jpg?v=e987474a94e970d13739aca616cb6693&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Revenge Of The Forsaken Pregnant Wife
My marriage ended at a charity gala I organized. One moment, I was the pregnant, happy wife of tech mogul Gabe Sullivan; the next, a reporter' s phone screen announced to the world that he and his childhood sweetheart, Harper, were expecting a child. Across the room, I saw them together, his hand/0/18254/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e94a45ac6e1c35c49baf4e64beeb79e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold To The Billionaire Next Door
Growing up in a poor household, Emilia and her family struggle to make due until their left with nearly nothing. So when the billionaire of a world famous business comes knocking at their door offering them money it naturally sparks interest. But with great money comes a great price. That price bein/0/19339/coverorgin.jpg?v=7b7cd8c7de49e6c18d3b29495a1e61ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Secret Lover
Nina Dern Miller it is a simple and easy going girl. At 17, she gave her virginity to a stranger she met at a club. Now at 27 years, she met the guy who took her heart but he's engaged to her friend. Will she break friendship or mend the relationship? Michael Vincent Thompson, the first of the/1/103328/coverorgin.jpg?v=af9fd89d892592f6b78e2694e3953d0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Omega Is Actually The Lycan Princess
For three years, I scrubbed tables as a "wolfless runt," hiding my identity as the Lycan King's daughter. It was a test for my fiancé, Alpha Connor. I wanted to see if he loved the girl, or just the crown. He failed spectacularly tonight. His mistress, Jaden, deliberately knocked a tray of drinks/1/113362/coverorgin.jpg?v=5efb20621f255e262e29bdba5df38f3b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife Is A Zillionaire
For seven years, I played the perfect, hidden wife to billionaire August Chambers while working quietly as an ER nurse. Three days before our marriage contract expired, he stormed into my emergency room carrying a bleeding woman. It was Allena, his cousin's fiancée. She had suffered a ruptured cor/1/100248/coverorgin.jpg?v=fbbf5c1f42fb2058c92295a1577af81a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles
I watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved. He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, an/1/101423/coverorgin.jpg?v=7bf1dc2685ee6e3097492f6899d4a76f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
