The Biker's Claim

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he club, he disappeared into thin air. I'll be lying if I say I haven't been looking forward to seeing him

oe's voice snaps me out of my thought

I reply, smiling at her. Chl

She probes and I swallow. I admit Mason has been all over my head but

ms. Chloe raises her brows,

a loverboy you had a one night stand with these da

imagination Chloe." I add, flustered. Of all things I can think about, that was the only thing she sus

lls her e

you planning on taking your v- card to your grave? " She snorts. "

up." I grumble

a teenager falling in love. You know what, I have some exciting s

no escaping hearing how she and her ne

s tales of how her husband is skilled in bed, I fina

enough of my husband's dick." Those are the la

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back home to pen down more words to my story. It's too monotonous and boring. Just like each

fore I start driving home. Halfway through the driv

es when I feel down. My car pulls up outside the club. I take my time to surv

I make my way inside. I avoid the clu

s pulled open from inside. My eyes come in

ck, eyes widening and

ooks behind him and my eyes follow him, catching a gl

. She is one of

at me, swallowing as

t clenches. A bitter feeling crawls from deep insid

ere, Hera?" Mason asks,

." I reply, aware of what it means

bout with Linda." Mason replies and I

bout my

d I fight to find the right excuse as to what I wo

f Mason didn't confess to stalking me the last tim

da just like he did me? Was he here confessing like he did to me

was told she was here." I reply,

I got the wrong direction from the start. I should have gone home in the

nd with every intent

my wrist forcing me to a halt. I turn

woman doing god knows what, wha

to her work clothes walks out. She gi

ttention bac

ned in Vegas?" He asks, further fanning my anger. The

tard and a liar. Don't ever come close to me agai