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Reborn To Love My Outlaw Husband

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1037    |    Released on: 01/09/2026

HAYE

ehind Axel, the sound echoing lik

ouched my swollen lips. His final look-a violent mix of burning lust, de

sn't enough. In his eyes, the old Chloe had hurt him too deeply. He thoug

d once in a pool of my own blood. I didn't have the luxury of being weak again. I realized then that a pure

life, I would have deliberately stayed in be

up. In my previous life, I used to plaster my face with thick, grotesque black eyeliner and garish dar

ouse, clean-faced and wearing a simple oversized

le several Sweetbutts-the club's hangaround girls-were lounging on the leather sofas. The moment the

softly, looking toward

eping manager of the club, walked over.

ss Hayes. Do you have any speci

l tug. He left so earl

are whatever the brothers ar

, gluten-free vegan meals-just to antagonize Axel and his gritty MC wor

allace, I quickly added, "Just some bacon, egg

had spoken in an alien language.

Wallace,"

spectfully. "Is there somethin

ice steady and carrying a weight it never had before. "Please, don'

ocking snicker suddenl

halter top. She had always made her intentions for Axel pain

didn't even spend the night in your bed. You're just a spoiled brat he's forced to

cleaning. Everyone waited for me to throw a hys

didn't yell. I just looked down at her,

Beaumont's wife. The lady of this clubhouse. I don't care what you think of me, but if you d

problem with that, go find Axe right now and complain to his

ute, chilling confidence in my eyes stunned her into silence. She visibly s

lessening, replaced by a flicker of genuine shock and newfound respe

sound I had heard all day.

to eat my bacon and eggs hungrily. Between my hysterical hunger strike y

a figure rushed into the dining ar

e Frost. My

ting, malicious smirk flashed across Cherie's face. To her, this

r smirk with a mask of fr

Chloe! Are

ntly pierced through my kneecap-the exact spot where she

tightened until my k

o pale! Blaze didn't see you last night, and he was worried sick! He was outside the gates begg

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Reborn To Love My Outlaw Husband
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“"Once she's finally dead, I want you to take me - right there, in that outlaw President's own bed... promise me, Blaze." Lying in a freezing pool of my own blood, I watched the man I had loved for three years flirt shamelessly with my cousin. Meanwhile, my so-called "best friend" greedily stripped the wedding ring off my bleeding finger. "Take her. Have your fun with her, just don't let that pretty face go to waste," the scumbag sneered, kicking me aside. As a group of tattooed thugs approached with sickening, lustful grins, I was swallowed by absolute, shivering despair. Just as I prepared to bite my own tongue to end it all-a deafening engine roar shattered the night. My husband, the ruthless MC President Axel, the "monster" I had spent my life trying to escape, charged into the hellfire covered in blood. He used his massive frame to shield me from every bullet. With his dying breath, his normally cold eyes held nothing but desperate, humble tenderness. "Don't be afraid... I love you..." When I opened my eyes, I was reborn a year before our fatal fallout. To completely sever ties with the cheating scumbag, I secretly liquidated all my designer assets, transferring the funds into an untraceable offshore account. But the financial report was handed straight to Axel. He forcefully cornered me against the wall, his eyes swirling with a devastating mix of soul-crushing heartbreak and violent obsession as he ruthlessly bit my lip. "Chloe, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will drag you back in chains!" he growled, his voice hoarse and his eyes red. "But from tonight on... until I see your lover's corpse with my own eyes, don't you ever try to touch me again." I wrapped my arms tightly around his solid waist from behind, my small hands slipping under his half-open leather jacket to trace the hard lines of his tense abs. Feeling his massive body instantly freeze into stone, I stood on my toes and whispered breathily against his ear: "Okay. But before you kill him... hubby, don't you want to come back to bed and fulfill your duties as my husband first?"”