Not Just His Old Lady

Chapter 5

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is to plunge it under the cold water of the industrial sink. The shock of the cold is a brief re

cial "Doc," a retired army medic and one of the few people here I

he'll be fine. It's just a little burn." It's Constance, who has follo

t," Frances says, ignoring the matriarch and gent

ay, my voice tight with pain, my gaze fixed on Const

e. She's not used to being challenged. "The boy i

be," I re

ging a tearful Cody by the arm. "He has someth

sniffles, looking at my angry re

stake. My anger is with the adults, not him. But I

ext time," I say, my voice fl

g more, for me to be the gracious, forgiving Chloe

Frances says, taking charge.

at the back of the clubhouse. Frances follows, carrying her medical kit. Constance glares a

eaning the burn and applying a soothing salve a

she says quietly as she

t draining out of me, leaving

. He dismisses Frances with a nod. She g

me, his large frame seeming to shrink in

rough with what sounds like sincerity.

my bandaged hand, a pristine wh

uching my uninjured arm. The familiar spark is

ine," he admits. "I told Cod

small gesture in the face o

sper?For grounding the child you brought into my home last we

. The hurt in his eyes

y. "I'm trying. I know it doesn't

your Dyna and rode her home in front of the whole club. You moved her into my house and

e home. So don't stand there and tell me what isn't fair." I reply, pulling my arm from h

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Not Just His Old Lady

Finley Steele Romance

“I was the respected Old Lady of the Iron Legion MC, managing all their legitimate businesses from the shadows for six years. But when my President boyfriend, Jasper, returned from a deadly run, he brought a woman on the back of his bike-my seat. "She's under the club's permanent protection now," he declared in front of everyone, elevating the widow to a status right beside mine. He created two queens for one throne. When her son knocked a pot of boiling chili onto my arm, leaving me with agonizing second-degree burns, Jasper rushed to comfort the uninjured, crying boy instead. His grandmother even scolded me in front of the whole club. "It was an accident! No need to make such a fuss." Later that night, Jasper confessed he owed Brandy his life and sanity, choosing his trauma bond with her over my years of quiet devotion. I finally understood that in his ledger of debts and duties, my sacrifices didn't even register. I couldn't compete with a ghost, nor the woman who walked through hell with him. So, I dropped my claim necklace on the floor and handed the club's account keys to the usurper. What they didn't know was that the club's businesses were completely bankrupt, secretly kept afloat for years solely by my family's trust fund. I cut the financial tow line, leaving them a ticking bomb, and walked away to watch his kingdom burn.”