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"You kept this from me, our child."
Her heart pounded. Five years of secrets, of careful hiding, shattered in a single, terrifying moment. He knew. Asher Moretti knew.
Aliyah Censori thought she was a biker bitch who knows a lot about the men that control the pedal and leather until she turns 20 and meets her mate.
It was love at its fullest glamour and everyone was envious of them but unfortunately, he did the most outrageous thing that Aliya would ever imagine — he posted her nudes!!
Aliyah was reluctant to accept the reality when the bond that binds them together is now severed. She cried her heart out.
Asher Moretti who was coming back from his wife's tomb. He was sad and heartbroken. He went to the club and met Aliyah where they both drank themselves to stupor and they ended up on the bed.
Aliyah hates him for no reason at first, she blames him for everything that happened between her and Cohen, thinking he knows about it since he is the president of his club.
And now, she is pregnant with Asher Moretti’s baby.
What happened when she realized that their intimacy that night had made her situation worse?
But what happened when she realized that behind his facade was a man broken and was desperate for love?
Behind his mask was the man who has never been defeated in any biking race but has been defeated by love and fate?

“Fuck—say my name when I’m inside you,” Drake’s voice was a dark growl against my ear, his hand pinning mine above the headboard.
“Drake… oh God, harder—” I cried, my body arching into his relentless thrusts.
“Not just Drake. Say what I am to you.”
“My ex’s father,” I gasped, shame and desire tangling on my tongue.
“That’s right, sweetheart. And now you’re mine.”

It was supposed to be a reckless mistake. A reckless sex with a stranger after catching my boyfriend screwing my best friend. But the stranger wasn’t a stranger at all.

He was Drake Humphrey. My ex-boyfriend’s father.

Older. Filthy rich. Ruthlessly dominant. The man I should have run from. Instead, I let him own me. In his penthouse, on his desk, in his car. I let him ruin me with every touch.

But what started as lust has become obsession. Drake doesn’t just want my body. He wants my heart. He wants me under his name, his control, his power. And when our secret erupts, the world around us catches fire.

My ex wants revenge. His mother wants blood. His father wants me.

And I can’t decide if I’ve been destroyed… or if I’ve finally come alive.

I never thought I could find myself sucking the dìck of a man I should call father and made him moan out so loud. I found myself going back to have him finger and pound my clit, ripping moans off my throat as day passed by. I found myself moaning to him every single day, taking all his sexual command and fantasies, being daddy’s naughty girl and wishing for nothing other than his 8 inches dick buried deep into my wet clit.

I grew up invisible, the illegitimate daughter of a woman who valued status more than motherhood. While she chased elite society, I learned to survive on my own, retreating into art and quiet fantasies of being chosen by someone who would finally see my worth.
Everything changes when my mother marries Calder Rhys, a billionaire widower seeking stability, not love. Thrust into a world of wealth and rigid expectations, I moved into the Rhys mansion and met Wells, Calder’s polished and charismatic son. Drawn to him despite knowing he is unavailable, I mistake attention for affection, unaware that my longing is about to pull me into something far more dangerous.

A single mistake blurs boundaries that should never be crossed.

Caught between a mother who sees me as a liability, an elite society eager to destroy me, and a man whose influence could either protect or ruin me, I must decide who I want to become.