Semua Bab The Biker's Fashion Designer : Bab 41 - Bab 50

KNOXX"Same woman or a totally different one?" This vague question came from Ax after the brief meeting at the chapel seconds ago. We were heading towards the bar."I don't understand." "You're continuously relaxed...you know what I mean. If it's still same woman, then she must be something 'cause I know you don't sleep with same woman twice." "I'm fully aware it's one of your club duties to protect me, but, does that protection include my sex life?""It does, Havoc," Ax responded with a chuckle. "I'm only looking out for a brother. As a married man, you know that I'm more experienced." "Fuck you, man." I grunted, not taking any offense at all."I'm still waiting...""It's same woman." I just had to say it. It was my first time telling someone about Serena. And because it was Ax...he was only person I was closest to, in the club."Thought you said you can't remember anything about her. You don't want to share..." Ax laughed, reminding me of Money's pestering questions that day."Sh

SERENATaking note of the damages, I moved into my studio slowly, my body shaking like crazy. I had dropped my handbag at the entranceMy big working table was split into two, All my design tools were on the floor, totally destroyed, My sewing fabrics, all soaked in the red paint with tear marks on them.All my sketch papers were also colored red,My mannequins had multiple bullet holes on their faces...no one single one was missed."Oh my God," A sob escaped from my lips when I saw my framed sketches smashed to pieces and the sketches torn beyond repair. The pain from my cramps was nothing compared to what I was feeling right now. I couldn't even sit down 'cause my chair was split in half like my table.I had gotten to the end of the studio, rested my body on the wall as I looked at the huge mess my pretty studio was turned into.From what was written on the wall, it was very obvious the person sending me those messages was the same person behind this heartless destruction.It has

SERENAMy man, my fucking fat ass. Without a second thought, I changed his name to Mr Annoying Scowl Face. He had no right to save his name the way he wanted on my own phone.'Girl, I don't get why you're angry at him. If what happened didn't happen, you'd still be cool with him. Even, by now, you two would have been fucking if you weren't on your period,' My subconscious said to me. 'I don't see why you want to place the whole blame on him...tsk." she added with a hiss.Not ready to accept that I might be wrong, I called my subconscious a fool... Yes, she was foolish for taking his side and not mine. Infact, I don't even get her. I'd be cool with Knoxx, she wouldn't be happy...be throwing warning signs not to take him serious. Now, I wasn't cool with him and have decided to end things, she has gone back to support him. Bitch, pick a fucking struggle and leave me the hell alone!'I ain't even holding you, Girl. Ohh, sorry, I forgot you're on your period... Now, I see why you don't thi

KNOXXPique and Cole who were on light sedation, were carried to the basement by Ax and Niko. As usual, Blade was already getting the basement ready for its new captives.Today's torture session wasn't going to be like the other ones. This one was going to be take a new turn all together 'cause I would be doing the torturing alone.I had instructed two prospects to get four chairs and two tables for the our new captives."Blade, tie them up on the chairs...each person on each chair. They should be sitting upright." With Niko's and Ax's help, Blade did as he was told. I liked how he tied them...a rope around their chest to the chair, their legs to the legs of the table and their hands on the table, their fingers forcefully spread out.They were still unconscious though the effects of the sedation would soon start wearing off. Not having any atom of patience at all to wait even if they would wake up in the next second, I poured them the bucket of salted ice that Blade had already prepa

SERENAI stepped inside, taking in every detail of my new studio. This man literally replaced every single thing that was destroyed...and they were even of better quality. New bundles of fabric...Several mannequins...A big ass working table, much bigger than my former one... don't know if he had some kind of ulterior motive before he made the purchase.I absolutely loved the sewing machine he got me. I had seen it at the mall but it was quite expensive, that's why I settled for the one I had gotten.Aww, he added a standing shelf with my design tools and other sewing supplies neatly arranged on each sub shelf.I could count more than five packet of sketch papers with my eyes from where I stood. Why getting me seven packets when one was more than enough since I wouldn't be staying here for long. Hmm, would ask him about that later."Ohh...my..." I gasped when I saw the the design on the wall. My brand name, boldly written...no, more like engraved. There was a slight difference thoug