All Chapters of Bad Boy Biker : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The fight started over nothing. Duke forgot to call when he said he would. Valentina snapped. He snapped back. Within minutes, they were screaming at each other about Isabella, about Marcus, about trust."You're suffocating me!" Valentina yelled. "I can't breathe with you watching my every move!""Because every time I look away, you're with him!" Duke's voice was raw. "What do you want from me, Val? To just be okay with Marcus circling you like a shark?""I want you to trust me!""I do trust you. It's him I don't trust.""Same thing!""It's not—""It is! If you trusted me, you'd know I'd never choose him. Never go back to that." Valentina grabbed her keys. "I can't do this. Not tonight.""Where are you going?""Away from you. Away from this. I need space."Duke's face went blank. "Fine. Take all the space you need."Valentina left, slamming the door. She drove aimlessly, tears streaming. Her phone buzzed repeatedly. Duke calling. She ignored it.After an hour, she found herself at the

One week without Duke felt like a lifetime.Valentina threw herself into the bookstore. Open early, close late, work until exhaustion made thinking impossible. Customers commented on how tired she looked. She smiled and lied and sold books.Duke did the same at his garage. Axel reported back—Duke was working sixteen-hour days, barely sleeping, looking like hell."You two are idiots," Axel said, bringing Valentina coffee. "Just talk to each other.""There's nothing left to say.""There's everything to say." He sat across from her. "You love each other. Everyone can see it.""Love isn't enough.""When did you become so cynical?""When I realized loving someone doesn't mean you can be with them." Valentina stirred her coffee. "We're toxic together, Axel. We bring out the worst in each other.""That's the exes talking. Not you.""Is it? We cheated on each other. Hurt each other. Destroyed everything good between us." She looked up. "Maybe Marcus and Isabella did us a favor. Showed us the

Valentina didn't go home after seeing Duke with Isabella. She drove aimlessly, ended up at the lake. The same lake where Marcus had taken her weeks ago.Her phone buzzed. Fifteen texts from Duke. She ignored them all.Another buzz. Marcus.*You okay? You left the restaurant pretty fast. - M*Valentina stared at the text. How did Marcus know she'd been at the restaurant?*Were you watching me?**Coincidence. I was having dinner across the street. Saw you run out. - M*Lies. Marcus didn't do coincidences.*Leave me alone.**Can't do that. You're upset. Need to talk. I'm at the lake. - M*Her blood ran cold. She looked around. Saw his car parked fifty yards away. He'd followed her.Valentina got out, walked to his car. Marcus rolled down the window, smiling."Stalking me again?" she asked."Protecting you." He got out. "You looked devastated. I wanted to make sure you were okay.""I'm fine.""You're crying in a parking lot at a lake in the dark. That's not fine." Marcus moved closer. "Wh

The clubhouse was on lockdown. Guards at every entrance. Windows covered. Security cameras everywhere.Marcus was out there somewhere. Armed. Dangerous. Obsessed.Valentina sat in Duke's room, still shaking from the shooting. Duke paced, phone pressed to his ear."I don't care what it takes," he growled into the phone. "Find him. Now."He hung up, turned to Valentina. "Axel's got the whole club looking. Police are searching. Marcus can't hide forever.""He doesn't need forever. Just long enough to—" Valentina couldn't finish.Duke sat beside her, pulling her close. "I'm not letting him hurt you. I'll die before I let that happen.""That's what I'm afraid of."They sat in silence. Outside, voices. Footsteps. The club preparing for war."The videos," Valentina said finally. "From Isabella. They showed everything. The manipulation. The planning.""Yeah.""You really stopped. With Isabella. You chose me even when you thought I'd chosen Marcus."Duke's arm tightened around her. "Always you

The warehouse was dark, cold, echoing. Valentina stood in the center, visible through the broken windows. Alone. Exposed.Except she wasn't alone. Duke hid in the shadows above, rifle in hand. Axel and Snake positioned by the exits. Three more club members scattered throughout.All waiting for Marcus."Anything?" Duke's voice crackled through her earpiece."Nothing yet." Valentina wrapped her arms around herself. The wire taped to her chest felt like a brand.An hour passed. Then two. Valentina's nerves frayed."Maybe he's not coming," she whispered."He'll come. Be patient."But doubt crept in. What if Marcus saw through the trap? What if he was already gone, fled the state, and they'd never—A noise. Footsteps on gravel outside.Valentina's heart hammered. "Someone's here.""I see him." Duke's voice was tight. "Val, get ready."The warehouse door creaked open. A figure stepped inside, silhouetted against the moonlight.Not Marcus.A woman. Young, beautiful, pregnant.Valentina's blo