Reborn To Ruin My Cheating Biker Husband

Chapter 7

Word Count: 629 | Released on: Today at 14:22

lah

skin between Kenton's eyes, forcing h

letely, leaving him trembling like

bands, but six Iron Crown submachine guns instantly click

!" Burr screamed, his voice cracking

even glance a

er of the Glock with a sharp, distinc

eyes cold. "If I pull this trigger, t

hal madness in his eyes softening into quiet d

g in the alcohol and glass, feel

said softly, stepping forward and pla

was rock-solid, but as soon as my f

he remained standing directly b

enton, stopping ri

nothing without you," I said, my v

heavy metal heel down onto the center

his fingers clawing usel

ing down harder until his ribs creaked. "You used that lie to gui

ou are striking your husband! This is treason

and laughed, the soun

d. "You think I want this

the leather lapels of the Turner MC

the embroidered Turner eagle p

ved it directly into K

every stunned face in the room. "What belongs to the Rodgers family leaves

in sheer humiliation. "You crazy bitch! You

ckhand cracking against his jaw and knock

," I wh

t began screaming hysterically, tr

at me. "She doesn't know a damn thing about bikes! She's just an

r prospects exchang

Britt, my fingers sliding the

said, spinning the wrenc

ght for the spotlight on the rai

nton's pride and joy-a custom-b

Chapter End

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open

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.”