Mr CEO Its you and me against the world

Not His Old Lady Anymore

Lian Lian

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.

Romance Drama Mafia Badboy Female-Centered Dark Romance

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"Mabel Baldwin! You have no shame. How could you possibly get pregnant before marriage? Tell me, who is the father?"

"She has given birth! Oh my goodness. The baby didn't make it!"

In the psychiatric hospital, a young woman lay in bed, her delicate features standing out against her pale complexion. She frowned, looking troubled, as if she had fallen into a never-ending nightmare.

"Girl..."

The voice from her dreams, haunting her for years, echoed in her mind once again.

"Good girl, give it to me. I'll marry you..."

"Whoosh!"

Mabel suddenly jolted awake, her thoughts in disarray.

It was just another nightmare.

But maybe it wasn't just a nightmare. What happened in her dream felt all too real. She had been plagued by the same dream for five long years.

Mabel got out of bed and walked over to the window, gazing out at the clear blue sky. There was a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Five years ago, her own sister, Camila Baldwin, had framed her and stole her innocence by a stranger.

A month later, she discovered she was pregnant. Eight months later, she gave birth to a stillborn child.

At the time, Mabel's father was at the height of his career and couldn't tolerate her actions.

As a result, Mabel's mother and Camila took advantage of her weakened state after giving birth. They manipulated the situation and sent Mabel to a psychiatric hospital.

They also took away all of Mabel's shares in the family business.

Mabel squinted her eyes as she observed the luxury car parked at the hospital gate. A glimmer of determination flashed in her gaze.

The car had come to pick her up.

"Miss Baldwin."

Someone knocked on the door. "We're here to take you home."

Mabel scoffed, her eyes filled with icy resolve. The Baldwin family had sent someone to pick her up because they wanted her to take Camila's place as the bride.

The Baldwin family had orchestrated a marriage alliance to expand their business. Mabel was about to marry Jayden Griffiths, the second son of the prestigious Griffiths family.

However, rumors circulated that Jayden had always been frail and sickly. He was also disabled. It was said that he had a maximum of 28 years to live from the day he was born.

Camila was the apple of the Baldwin family's eye, so they were hesitant to marry her off only to have her become a widow. That's when they remembered the daughter they had abandoned in the psychiatric hospital.

Mabel turned around and walked out of the room with indifference.

She knew it was finally time to get her revenge on the Baldwin family.

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