Distrust and Revenge (MC)

Distrust and Revenge (MC)

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Jaxon crossed his arms, eyes dark. "I don't owe you an explanation." "Neither do I," I shot back, narrowing my eyes. "So I guess we're even." He let out a dry chuckle. "Even? You think so?" "I know so," I replied, stepping slightly closer, testing his patience. "You're not telling me why you're here, I'm not telling you why I'm here. Simple." ----- There was a time when Elena had a family-Bull's Eye Motorcycle Club. They were her shield, her blood, her belonging. But that was ten years ago. A decade of silence stands between her and the club, a decade in which she traded leather and loyalty for scrubs and night shifts. The past never stays buried. When the Bull's Eye MC crashes back into Elena's world, she'll have no choice but to face the pieces of herself she tried to erase. But this time, the stakes are higher-because the police want the club's heads, and Elena gets caught in the crossfire between the life she chose and the family she left behind. It makes you wonder, how much anger can a person hold? How far can a person go for revenge?
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Seraphina Calloway always believed she would recognize betrayal if it ever came near her marriage. She imagined it loud. Obvious. Unforgivable. She never imagined it would look like this. Like her husband smiling at another woman the way he used to smile at her. Like late-night messages that weren't inappropriate - just intimate. Like emotional comfort slowly being outsourced. And she definitely never imagined standing outside a glass office in downtown Los Angeles... Watching her husband hesitate before pulling away from another woman's lips. The kiss wasn't hungry. It wasn't desperate. It was worse. It was familiar. And in that single second - She realized she had already been replaced emotionally long before that moment happened. She didn't scream. She didn't storm in. She simply turned... And walked away from the life she thought was unbreakable.

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