Reborn To Ruin My Cheating Biker Husband

Author: Gu Mumu

Chapter 1

Word Count: 772 | Released on: Today at 14:22

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Britt Schwartz as his second Old Lady. The same day my brother Dayne would ride

I had to reach the Rodgers fa

d in, wearing his leather Cut, the Turner

irking down at me. "Get dresse

my family, stole our legacy, and left m

my heart, but I forced every musc

"You mean the day you officially announce

r. "Stop acting like a jealous child. This is

my torso, pivoted on my heel, and swung my pa

echoed through the sma

ead snappe

flying to his rapidly reddening cheek,

sing in pitch. "Have you lost your damn mind? Witho

e your filthy hands off me, Ke

he bed frame. "Get downstairs in ten minutes.

the door

waste a si

ght to the closet, and yanked out

he way into the hollowed-out wooden backing to

d against my palm, ground

cealed sheath inside my right rid

r open and stepped into

d sweat grew thicker as I

mp, a woman leaned against the

's mistress,

and-black leathers, holding a glass

ft ear caught the dim light as she tilt

sneered, her voice loud enough to carry down to the ba

len spotlight while you can, Britt. Soon

y shoulder into hers and knocked her against the wa

pen the heavy emergency exit and

ed low into the sharp curves of the industrial backroad

e was on the concrete apron, trying to hoist his paralyzed lower body onto a customize

kstand, ran to him, and yanked the ig

eyes burning with rage. "Kamilah? What the he

"I'm not letting you ride to the Interstate

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Reborn To Ruin My Cheating Biker Husband

Gu Mumu Romance

“My husband, Kenton Turner, president of the Turner MC, kicked open my bedroom door with a condescending smirk. He demanded I get dressed for a massive club celebration. It was the day he officially announced his mistress, Britt, as his "second Old Lady," claiming she had earned her colors and deserved to share my patch. In my past life, I swallowed my pride and accepted the public humiliation just to keep the peace. But my quiet submission only fueled their relentless greed. Kenton secretly embezzled my family's two-million-dollar legacy trust, using our blood money to pay off his mistress's massive underground debts. When my brother Dayne tried to seek justice from the Church elders, Kenton's enforcers set a trap that left him paralyzed and bleeding out in a brutal ambush. In the end, they left me to die on the cold asphalt, my ribs crushed under the high-displacement tires of a heavy motorcycle. Until my dying breath, I couldn't understand how the man who claimed I was nothing without him could systematically starve my family, all while secretly raising a three-year-old bastard child with the woman who stole my life. Opening my eyes again, the phantom agony of the crash faded, replaced by the deafening roar of the clubhouse bar downstairs. I was back on the exact day my life was systematically torn apart. This time, I wouldn't shed a single tear. I grabbed my custom titanium wrench and my family's financial ledgers. I was going to crash his party, sever this marriage, and let the rival Iron Crown MC help me burn his entire charter to the ground.”