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Jilted Bride: Marrying The Biker King

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 581    |    Released on: 02/09/2026

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hut behind Logan, cutting off the deafening baselin

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, stopping before a reinforced steel door. Logan tap

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m to flick the light switch of an immense wa

the doorway a

d evening gowns hung in pristine rows. Shelves were lined with handcra

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muttered under his breath, shaking his head in

currently presiding over a chapter meeting. You ma

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elled distinctly of crushed cedar, fine tobacco, and expensive soap. Braxton. His

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d to snap, he pushed himself

he adjoining suite. "We sign the

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Jilted Bride: Marrying The Biker King
Jilted Bride: Marrying The Biker King
“I thought I was going to marry Jayson, a patched member of the Iron Lizards MC, until my phone buzzed on the damp bar counter. It was a text from an unknown number: "You should see what your man is really up to." Below the words was a stark picture of Jayson in the alley outside, his hands all over a blonde club sweetbutt, crushing his mouth to hers. I confronted him in front of the entire clubhouse, threw my engagement bracelet on his table, and walked out into the freezing night. Jayson chased after me, reeking of alcohol and cheap perfume, screaming that I had absolutely nothing without him. His cruel mother, Marlene, even tried to threaten me into silence to protect their precious family reputation, leaving me entirely isolated and homeless. I had nowhere to go, no one to call, and my entire world had just collapsed into a dead end. But then, the most terrifying man in the state pulled up beside me on a massive Harley. Braxton "Brute" Wood, the ruthless President of the rival Serpents of Redemption MC-a man even Jayson feared. Why would a man who treated everyone else like dirt suddenly offer me a ride and a way out? He didn't just rescue me; he brought me to his fortress, handed me an unlimited black card, and demanded a one-year contract marriage. "Because Jayson Trujillo made you a laughingstock, and you're going to be my Old Lady." As he slid a massive diamond onto my finger at the courthouse, I realized the chilling truth. Braxton was the one who sent me that picture, and I had just signed my life away to a predator who had been hunting me all along.”