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Tattooed By The Dangerous Biker King

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 711    |    Released on: 02/09/2026

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over and practically escorted me like a prisone

a good impression on Warren!" she

to the restaurant. The events of the past few days had

ved table. He gave me a smug smile, as

look at the menu. "Just a wate

to come tonight is because Patty Sullivan kept begging me," he began, his tone dripping with self-importance

r case" he'd handled last week-which sounded more like a neighborhood di

ng the dizzying fall down the stairs, the i

c, and Warren's droning voice were a potent c

pretending to listen, and the

g I was out. A loud

ing his chair over. He was staring

aurant was look

h me?" Warren's voice was shrill with indignation. "Haley

just exhausted, but seeing his apoplec

nd slammed them on the table. "That's f

taurant, leaving me to face the star

over, her expression sympat

ng a weak smile, and re

om somewhere behind me. I froze, m

ow fell over my table,

ed, into a face I w

as K

here? Didn't he te

ll. Put it on my tab." His voice was quiet but ca

m Knight to me, then nodde

I stared up at him. "You..

to me. His blue eyes were unread

rcurrent of displeasure. A nervous flutter s

opposite me-the one Warren had kicked over-and sat down.

e. I had no idea what to sa

yes on the untouched glass

. All I wanted

up. He extended his

at him,

e said, his v

us, waiting. It was a large hand, with long f

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Tattooed By The Dangerous Biker King
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“My controlling mother forced me on another blind date with an arrogant lawyer, but an emergency call from my clinic saved me. I rushed back to find the waiting room filled with massive, tattooed men in leather cuts. They were the Serpents of Retribution MC, and their ruthless President, Knight, locked his ice-blue eyes on me, ordering me to be the sole nurse for his injured man. Trouble quickly followed. A fake doctor took me hostage at gunpoint, trying to get revenge on Knight. We tumbled down a concrete stairwell, and Knight used his own body as a human shield to save my life. But the aftermath destroyed my world. My boss threatened to fire me. My mother screamed at me for walking out on the lawyer, caring more about my "stable future" than the fact I almost died. I thought I had hit rock bottom, until Knight tracked me down. He didn't ask for my consent. He dragged me to his clubhouse, pinned me down, and had his club's serpent emblem permanently tattooed onto my shoulder blade. "From now on, you're my Old Lady." He marked me as his property, leaving me trapped between a suffocating family and a dangerous biker boss. Staring at the black brand in the mirror, I realized I couldn't be a passive victim anymore. I drove to my parents' house, pulled down my collar to show them the serpent, and finally severed ties with my past.”