The Jilted Biker Heiress's Spectacular Comeback

"From tonight on, Farrah is my one and only Old Lady! As for you, Sloane... you're just my personal bed-warmer." In the deafening roar of the crowded motorcycle club, my boyfriend of five years hauled another woman against his chest, publicly stripping me of my title. The entire room erupted in laughter, waiting for the "helpless orphan" to break down and cry. His bloodsucking mother and sister smirked in the crowd. For five years, I had served their family like an unpaid maid, secretly bleeding my dead father's legacy dry just to pay off their debts. Now, they were thrilled to see me thrown into the dirt. Beau pinched my chin, offering his mercy like a king to a beggar. "As long as you know your place and stay in the basement to do the chores, I'll generously let you be my secret baby mama. It's the greatest mercy a cursed orphan with a dead bloodline will ever get." They thought they had stripped me of everything. They expected me to crawl on my knees and beg for their scraps. The very next morning, I broke into their safe, took back my stolen inheritance and the keys to my father's legendary motorcycle, and rode straight to the National President-the man who held the absolute power of life and death over the entire outlaw world. When Beau smugly swaggered into the President's office, fully expecting to find me begging on my knees for him to take me back, he was instead slapped in the face with a wax-sealed document of formal severance. "She is a free agent now. Anyone who touches her answers to my gavel." I straddled my father's roaring heavy chopper, looking down at my ex's humiliated, panicked face. "This is just the beginning, Beau. I'm going to make your family bleed out everything you stole." But what I didn't realize was that the moment I took my first step toward revenge, the dangerously wild man I collided with in the dark the night before-the one wearing the forbidden insignia of the absolute royal bloodline-had already locked his sights on me like a predator claiming his prey...

Romance Rebirth/Reborn Romance Revenge Female-Centered Divorce Girl Power Kickass Heroine Biker Motorcycle Club

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I think that will be all for today Gabriel. I have to head home now. You know Alessandra will not go to bed without me." Ronald said as he stood up from the chair behind his desk and started arranging the files on the desk.

He was trying to sort out the documents he will take home for the weekend to work on and the ones he will leave in the office.

"No problem, we've done everything on our to-do list. Jemma must be worried about me too." Gabriel replied.

"Then you better get your ass off that chair and don't keep that pregnant lady waiting." Ronald reasoned.

"You're right bro, see you on Monday. My regards to Alessandra." Gabriel said as he stood up and gave Ronald a goodbye hug.

"My regards to Jemma too, we will probably show up at your place this weekend, " Ronald said.

"I'm sure she will appreciate that, " Gabriel said before walking out of Ronald's office.

Ronald Gidwani is a successful Businessman. He's not the richest in the country but you will surely find him among the top six. He's a single father to his adorable six-year-old daughter, Alessandra.

Ronald's father passed away two years ago which leaves him with his Mom, his younger sister Elena, Alessandra, his daughter and Gabriel his best friend.

Being the CEO of a Telecom company is not an easy task but Ronald finds his way around it. Thanks to him being a hard worker.

Ronald was sure as hell that Alessandra, his daughter will still be awake even though it was just a few minutes to nine. She was used to him reading her a bedtime story. Hence, she will not go to bed without him tucking her.

Ronald was not used to staying late in the office. Today was an exception because he had so much to do.

Besides that, it has been raining all day. The rain got heavier in the evening and it wouldn't be a good idea to drive in that kind of weather.

As the CEO and founder of his company, Ronald had the finest, biggest and most expensive office in the building.

After sorting the documents, he kept the ones he will be taking home inside his brown leather briefcase. He reached for his mobile phones and kept them in his pocket, then walked out of his office.

Instead of using the elevator he decided to take the stairs because it had a short cut to the underground parking lot.

He reached the parking lot almost immediately and walked towards his car which was parked on the space reserved for the CEO.

The parking lot was quiet except for the noise from the drops of water coming from the sky. It was still raining but the rain was not as heavy as it was a few hours ago.

Ronald dismissed his driver when he figured out he was going to stay long in the office. So he had no choice but to drive himself.

He hopped into his car, transferred his briefcase to the backseat, started the engine and drove out of the parking lot.

There was a short cut Ronald and his driver like using but today he felt like taking the longer route home.

Ronald noticed most shops had closed and even the road was kind of empty which was very strange. 'Perhaps it's because of the rain.' Ronald said to himself.

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