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Mummy, Please Marry Uncle Biker Daddy

Chapter 3 I Didn't Yell

Word Count: 1012    |    Released on: 09/05/2026

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ded to be done. Lily's door was closed, the soft glow of her nightlight visible beneath it

ing to my shoulders. When I looked at myself in the mirror afterward, my face seemed flatter, drained

nd asked if she could wear her favorite sneakers again. I said yes

. A friend who borrowed her pencil. I responded when needed, nodded when appropria

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Mummy, Please Marry Uncle Biker Daddy
Mummy, Please Marry Uncle Biker Daddy
“He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. And her daughter definitely wasn't supposed to fall in love with him first. "He's not just dangerous," she whispers to herself . "He's the kind of man who ruins your life slowly... and makes you thank him for it." He rides loud. He loves hard. And once he wants something, he doesn't let go. "You don't get to look at me like that," she tells him. His smile is slow. Predatory. Certain. "I already did," he says. "And now you're mine." She's a single mother barely holding it together. He's a biker king with blood on his hands and loyalty carved into his bones. Their worlds should never touch. But they collide anyway. "You think I don't know what you're doing to me?" he growls. Her back hits the wall. His body cages her in. "You think I'd touch you if I didn't plan to keep you?" This isn't a sweet romance. It's raw. Possessive. Unforgiving. The kind of love that marks you. "Mummy," her daughter says softly, holding his hand. "Can he stay forever?" He shouldn't want them. But the idea of leaving them hurts worse than any knife. "I don't share," he tells her in the dark. "Not my bike. Not my club. And definitely not my woman." One kiss turns into hunger. One night turns into obsession. And one choice could burn everything down. "If you climb on my bike," he warns, voice low and lethal, "you don't get off unchanged."”