All Chapters of In Bed With The MC President: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

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The realization

Ryan“You are still breathing too loud. It’s annoying.” Justin didn’t bother looking at me when he said it.He just leaned one shoulder against the rusted fire escape in the alley behind the clubhouse, cigarette balanced between two scarred fingers.The rainwater dripped steadily from the metal stairs above us. For the first time in seven days, I had stepped outside the hallway.Outside the office. Outside the invisible perimeter I had built around Mila and Leo like a man trying to hold back an avalanche with his bare hands.I took a slow drag from my cigarette, letting the smoke burn through my lungs.“I am trying.” I muttered finally.“Try harder.” Justin flicked ash onto the pavement without looking at me.The words weren’t cruel. That was the problem. They were tired. Heavy. Weighted down by a year of funerals, betrayals, blood, and all the things we never said out loud because men like us were taught to survive instead of speak.He finally turned his head toward me then, dark e

Last Updated : 2026-05-18

The realization-2

RyanI stared out into the rain. Thought about Leo’s sleepy breaths against my neck. Thought about the softness of his forehead beneath my lips earlier that morning. Thought about the terrifying realization that I would burn entire cities to ash before I let anything touch him.“It feels…” I stopped, struggling for the words. Nothing in my life had prepared me for this.“It feels like your heart is walking around outside your body.” I added finally and laughed once under my breath, exhausted and disbelieving. “It’s the first time in my life I have ever been afraid to die. Not because I am scared of death. I stopped being scared of that a long time ago.”I looked over at Justin. “But because if I am gone…” My throat tightened. “I can’t stand between him and the things waiting to hurt him.”Justin nodded once. “Good.”Rain fell steadily around us while somewhere down the block a siren wailed faintly through the city.And beneath everything else, beneath the exhaustion, the grief, the ni

Last Updated : 2026-05-18

So why

MilaI had gone toward the back door intending to find them, but I stopped the moment my fingers touched the cold metal handle.The heavy iron door was cracked open only a few inches, and through the narrow gap, the damp night air slipped inside in slow, ghostly currents. It carried the sharp scent of rain-soaked asphalt, stale tobacco, and something far heavier than either of them—raw, bleeding vulnerability.I froze in the darkness of the hallway.The clubhouse behind me was quiet except for the distant hum of the old refrigerator and the soft static buzz of the neon beer signs flickering above the empty bar. But outside, under the dripping fire escape, the two men who had once seemed larger than life sounded devastatingly human.I should have walked away.Instead, I stayed hidden beside the door, my breath shallow, listening to the fractured pieces of my life speak to each other through the rain.I heard Justin shift first, the scrape of his boot against wet concrete rough in the s

Last Updated : 2026-05-19

Clear my head

RyanMila’s hand resting on my knee was the only warm thing left in the alley.The rain had soaked through my jacket hours ago. Cold water dripped steadily from the rusted fire escape overhead, splashing onto the concrete between Justin’s boots and mine. Somewhere deeper inside the clubhouse, pipes groaned behind old walls and muffled voices drifted through the floorboards. But out here, beneath the weak yellow glow of the alley light, everything felt frozen in place.Except her touch. It felt small. But steady. And real. It anchored me to the step beneath me before I completely drifted apart.But her question kept echoing through the alley long after the words left her mouth.Why can’t it be like before?It didn’t sound like an accusation. That would have been easier to survive. It sounded like grief. Like someone standing in the ruins of a kingdom asking why nobody was rebuilding it.I stared out through the rain, my jaw tight enough to hurt. I wanted to answer her. God, I wanted t

Last Updated : 2026-05-20

Burn

Chapter 41: The Non-Aggression PactIreneThere is a specific stone ledge overlooking the Tiber River that almost nobody knows about.It sits just far enough away from the chaos near Ponte Sisto that the tourists thin out completely after sunset. No couples taking blurry photos. No loud university students spilling beer onto the pavement. Just the steady rush of black water beneath the bridge and the occasional distant hum of a Vespa somewhere deeper in Trastevere.It was my emergency exit.My decompression chamber.My leave me the hell alone location.Thursday night found me exactly where I wanted to be: completely off-grid.I had a sweating bottle of Peroni balanced against my knee, a half-finished slice of cold mushroom pizza resting on top of the bakery box beside me, and a carefully curated playlist blasting through my headphones that contained absolutely no tragic Italian opera.I hadn’t answered work emails.I hadn’t told Alessia where I was.I hadn’t even looked at my phone in

Last Updated : 2026-05-21

There she was

RyanRyanI gave a distracted nod and walked toward the alley exit before the weight inside my ribs crushed me alive.Five minutes later, I was flying down the wet midnight streets of the South Side on my Ducati.The engine screamed beneath me as I tore through red lights and empty intersections without slowing once.I wasn’t wearing a helmet. I wanted the freezing wind against my skin. I wanted the rain hitting my face hard enough to sting.Why can’t it be like before?The city blurred around me in streaks of neon and rain-slick pavement. Headlights smeared across the wet road like bleeding stars. My tires hissed against standing water as I leaned hard into corners far too fast for sanity.But I didn’t care.I needed motion. Needed noise. Needed speed violent enough to outrun the version of myself I couldn’t stand looking at anymore.For nearly an hour, I rode aimlessly.Downtown. The docks. Industrial backroads along the river.I barely registered where I was going.All I knew was

Last Updated : 2026-05-22

Static

MilaI pushed open Justin’s office door.The weak yellow light from the desk lamp barely reached the corners of the room. Shadows stretched across the filing cabinets and old leather furniture, swallowing the places the light couldn’t touch. Leo was still asleep in the playpen beside the desk, one tiny fist curled near his cheek.Carefully, I lifted him into my arms.He barely stirred.A soft breath escaped him as he tucked himself closer against my chest, his small fingers twisting into the fabric of my sweater like he already understood how easily people disappeared.My throat tightened.I lowered myself into Justin’s old leather chair, pulling the faded flannel blanket from the armrest over both of us. The chair groaned softly beneath my weight while Leo settled against me with sleepy trust.Why can’t it be like before?The question replayed in my mind, sounding more naïve the longer I sat with it.I had looked at Ryan and Justin tonight as if they could rebuild an entire world thr

Last Updated : 2026-05-23

Like a blade

RyanShe didn’t belong on the South Side.Amelia stood beneath the flickering streetlamp in a cream wool coat. Her leather boots sank slightly into the rain-soaked gravel.She looked unreal here.Too polished. Too delicate. Like someone had taken a woman from a luxury perfume campaign and abandoned her in the middle of a battlefield.“How did you find me?” I asked. My voice came out flat. Exhausted.“You got rid of the security team.” she said, hugging her arms tightly around herself against the freezing wind, “but you forgot about the secondary tracker on the Ducati.”Rain clung to her dark hair and mascara stained faint shadows beneath her eyes. She looked like she had been searching for hours.“Richard wouldn't say where you are. My father is looking for you. He is tearing Manhattan apart trying to find where you disappeared to.”“Then you should go back to Manhattan,” I turned away from her and rested my forearms against the wet chain-link fence overlooking the river. The metal wa

Last Updated : 2026-05-26

It’s different here

Mila“It’s Elena.”I forgot how to breathe.The sound of Elena’s voice hit me almost physically. One second, I was sitting in Justin’s dim office listening to the ticking wall clock and the distant groan of old pipes. The next, I was somewhere else entirely, back in that quiet high-rise house with lights I loved, clean floors, and people who had loved me gently instead of violently.“Elena?” I choked out. My grip tightened around the phone hard enough to make the plastic creak beneath my fingers. “How are you even calling me? This number—”“Aaron doesn’t know.” she interrupted quickly, lowering her voice into a frantic whisper.I could hear the muffled sound of a late-night television program somewhere behind her. Plates clinking faintly. The familiar hush of the house at night.“I took the burner from his desk while he was downstairs in a meeting.” she admitted. “I swear to God, Mila, if I didn’t hear your voice tonight, I was going to lose my mind.”Emotion clogged my throat so sud

Last Updated : 2026-05-26

But

RyanThe ride back to the South Side passed in a blur of freezing rain, screaming engines and absolute emotional paralysis. I barely remembered the roads I took. The Ducati tore through slick midnight streets while icy water lashed against my face hard enough to sting. Neon signs bled across the wet pavement in distorted streaks of red and gold, the city reduced to fragments of light smeared across the darkness. But I didn’t feel the cold. My mind stayed trapped back at the overlook with Amelia standing in the rain, staring at me like she had finally seen the corpse underneath the designer suits and sharp smiles. You’re a monster. The worst part was that she hadn’t been wrong. By the time I turned into the alley behind the clubhouse, my clothes were soaked through completely. Rainwater dripped from my hair into my eyes as I killed the engine and let the sudden silence crash over me. The Ducati ticked softly as it cooled beside me. I sat there for a long moment, m

Last Updated : 2026-05-26

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