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Pampered By The Ruthless Biker Boss

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 661    |    Released on: Today at 09:30

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adowed alcove and glided across the polished marble f

along my thigh, drew every lingering eye in the room as the

chair, swirling his amber whiskey as his ice-blue gaze

t mine. The smug grin slid right off his face. His jaw went slack,

rm away from Jenna's grip as if her touch burned him

mur, completely captivated by the sight

she took in the breathless silence of the men watching me. She lunged back in, clutching Leo'

g my glass slightly in Leo's di

my dress. "Claire Morgan! Look at what you're wearing in front of our guests. This is a

I took a deliberate sip of champagne. "Make a scene, Mrs

d hungrily on my bare shoulder. "Claire, whatever

ight catch the diamond ring on my finger before everyone in th

ed through the surround

y has done for you? A powerful man like Leo will naturally have distractions on the side. As long as

"Grateful? What am I, a mascot dog meant to guard your front porch? If having a c

chuckles and whisper furiously, while

're lying! You're just bitter because Leo chose

igger on my phone. "Well, since you're so confident in his devotion

dden, horrifying panic.

e massive digital projection screens linin

rs flickered back to life, broadcasting the disheveled cabin bed and two na

sound audio system, echoing into every corner of the frozen hall:

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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."”