Reborn To Ruin My Cheating Biker Husband

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s blacked-out Harley, his heavy tactical boots hit

Iron Crown MC, the "PRESIDENT" patch stitc

tattoo trailing up the side of his neck, radiating the kind of

of his pistol, his eyes widening in s

once. "What the hell are you

look at Dayn

hadows of the garage, fixing directly

massive frame blocking the garage lig

ght slightly

dge Pass in my previous life flashed through m

an accident, but rather

diately began implementing my revenge plan, and

ment I'd cleared the clubhouse gates, and I

a celebration tonight," Grady said, his voic

s than an arm'

d cold night air rolled off him, mixed with the

ed his thumb lightly across my cheekbone, c

mine sent a sudden, electri

ng like this, Valkyrie?" Grady murmured, hi

t, fighting down the sudden flutter in my pulse. "I

n of a second before dropping back to his side, his hand resti

s attention

y name," Grady said, his voice dropping into pure steel. "The Rodgers family wil

ension in his broad should

k off the bench, shoving the separation a

ors as two beat-up pickup trucks p

anics, jumped out of the cabs, running

on Crown riders standing around the perimeter, whil

ng them forward. "Did you get the shop

om the safe. The inventory lists, the bank routing n

I said, pointi

Grady, my jaw set

darkened wi

raised two fingers in the air,

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rs dropped onto their bikes in absolute uniso

d the tactical pack across my chest

saw Grady sitting astride hi

night wind tousled his dark hair as he gestu

engine scream, and launched out of

t wheel locked with mine, while twelve Iron Crown

ines shook the desert highway,

d-and-yellow neon sign of the Turne

m rattled through the met

touch the

wooden entrance dropped their beer bottles

footpegs, locked my arms, and drove the heavy front

sive crash, sending splinters fl