Pampered By The Ruthless Biker Boss

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 746 | Released on: 02/09/2026

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the edge of town, the damp room ree

icing the room into shadow save for th

play wa

inputting the vile password 'LeoJennaForever' that popped open his audio log de

he live 4K stream from behind the

eme

icked inward on the feed, my phone vibra

you out in Chicago, babe. Club business dragged on and my

my throat as I shifted my

the entrance, his hands buried in her tangled hair, his m

mumbled against her ski

und as she planted both palms flat on his

obedient little fiancée, Claire,

into an ugly, co

s and prep classes probably made her forget how to touch a man. She doesn't

like a serrated b

my stomach, squeezing unt

ark white against the

s of waiting, reduced to an insul

her arms around his neck,

g herself back? I'd hate for her

up in white on Saturday to sign over the deed, she can rot out of state forever. If it were

his voice to a dirty, guttural rasp as his han

s face in the hollow of Jenna's throat. "You actually know how to make a re

een, my expression

t went dead, replaced by a

th, every sordid confession, and every frame of their bodies tumbling

tes later,

bundling the graphic visual footage with Leo's candid admissio

e's encrypted server, formatted both fl

one b

ection hub is locked and loaded.

her imm

ped of all vulnerability. "I'm not walking into that ball

a beat. "I'll register as your persona

over to the window, peeling

yote Creek slept unde

to the glass. "Because come Saturday, every si

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“After six years away, I returned to my hometown with a single suitcase and a picture of my fiancé tangled up with my stepsister. I thought it was just a simple, disgusting betrayal, but when I planted a bug in their private suite to get a confession, I heard a truth that froze my blood. My fiancé, Leo, laughed about how my own father had already signed over my mother's legacy-The Nightingale Ranch-as collateral to his powerful family. "Once this is all done, Claire will have nothing. And the woman you marry will be me," my stepsister Jenna cheered. Leo cooed back, calling me a stray dog he'd kick to the curb once he was bored, a worthless woman who couldn't even hold onto her family's land. My family had sold me out, and the man I loved was planning to leave me with absolutely nothing. I didn't cry. The pain burned away into a cold, hard hate. How could my own father conspire with them to destroy the only thing I had left of my mother? I crashed their prestigious charity auction and played their filthy recording over the speakers for the entire town to hear. But when Leo charged at me in a murderous rage, a wall of leather and muscle stepped in front of me. Kade "Chaos" Peterson, the terrifying President of the rival motorcycle club, crushed Leo's wrist and announced to the stunned room, "She's with me now."”