All Chapters of The Biker's Fashion Designer : Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

KNOXX(Flashback - 4 years ago)My mom and I were on our way back from my younger sister's wedding that happened yesterday in Paris. Currently, we just arrived at the airport and was heading towards the truck Ax brought to take us home with."What's up, bro?" We shook hands and he gave me a side hug. "I'm beat, man. Been on the air for almost thirteen hours." I grumbled, dumping my bags and my mom's in the boot.Ax laughed, then moved to my mom. "Good evening, Mrs Whitlock.""Nolan, how are you?""I'm doing great, Ma. How was the wedding?""Ohh, the wedding was so, so lovely. I'm very happy that Violet found herself a really good man...and he's French, that's a plus," My mom gushed, which made me roll my eyes. "I'm glad one of my babies is married, gotta make sure the other stubborn one finds his plus one before I join their father."My father died four years ago, just after I had become president. And as for what my mom said about me getting married, that was never, ever going to ha

SERENA"Do you need me to stay till you sort out your issues with Knoxx?" Willa asked on our way back to my studio. I had gone back to get my purse and that bike picture. "Yes, Wil, please, just for today." She was my support system and I had a tiny feeling that the conversation I would be having with Knoxx might not really go well...It was ten minutes past three pm when I got to his room...I had like three or four hours left before he would come back to the room.I rehearsed what I would say to him, making sure it didn't look like I was going to accuse him of killing my brother. I would be showing him both the picture of the bike and that of my brother being a member of this club house. I kind of cringed as soon as I remembered when Knoxx caught me in the garage a month plus ago, when I was checking out the bike that I had seen on my brother's picture. I had lied to him...twice...or even thrice that I was only at the garage to adjust my party outfit. Imagine coming to tell him the

KNOXXSomeone among my men was snitching on the club to Widow's Bite... I was still trying to wrap my head around that... Now, my woman had to add to it by what she had just told me.I had hoped to come tell her what has happened during the meeting and how I find it hard to believe that one of my men who was yet to find was feeding the club's information to Widow's Bite...not knowing she..."Fuck!" I slammed my fist on the wall of my office. Of course I know there would be bruises on my fingers because of the coarseness of the wall, but that was no where compared to what I was feeling in my chest right now... She didn't trust me enough to tell me about her personal issues...and why she even told me about this was because of she had a picture of my bike. Ever since we became really serious, I told her everything that happened in my life and in the club, ...even when she didn't ask. That was how much I trusted her.This was someone who I was planning on asking to be my wife tonight. I