All Chapters of The Gentleman Biker: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I've never killed another human being in cold blood; that's not my style. I believe in the letter of the law, and due process, at least I always have until roughly a little less than an hour ago. I always found it weak in others to handle things in this way. The renegade, maverick, anarchist, any one of a million things I used to call them.Now I understand. You see, always before, my clients were just that, clients, a job, nothing more. Although I afforded everyone their human rights, it was never personal. Once the job was done, that was it. I never had any interest in their lives beyond that and never looked back.Now someone had gone after what's mine, had come too damn close to her, and I can't let him live. Not when I know what could've happened to her if he'd gotten his filthy hands on her. Just thinking about it, it's all I can do to let him live long enough to give me the information I needed to get out of him.The feeling was so natural it was almost surreal. That killing ins

That was more anticlimactic than I'd expected it to be. All the way back here, I imagined myself yelling at her loud enough to put the fear of hell in her so that she'd think twice before ever putting herself in danger again. So how did I end up falling into the trap of her eyes once again? The more I fight against what Lyon and the others keep preaching, the more it seems like I'm in a losing battle with myself.Every man is different; at least, that's the argument I keep giving myself whenever they go on one of their spiels about their women and what I have to look forward to. I can't see myself being what they are or what they claim to have become after getting hitched. Why would I change so much because of one little female who barely reaches my shoulder and looks as if she's afraid of me half the damn time?But after this, I think I'm beginning to see some of what they've been claiming in the works, and I'm not sure how to feel about that. I don't need anything or anyone disruptin

"Stop fretting; I'm here; nothing's going to happen to her while you're gone.""Who says I'm fretting?" I rechecked my bag to make sure I had everything I needed and to avoid Wolf's all-knowing gaze. It's true that I was more apprehensive now about leaving her than I was when I first made the decision to go.Not only because of the rift between us in the last day and a half but because she'd come so close to danger not that long ago. I realized that as much as I trusted my guys and was coming to trust Lyon and his squad, I couldn't bring myself to trust anyone else to protect her the way I could.I hope I don't have to live with this fear for the rest of my life. Always worrying about her well-being, wanting to be next to her every second of the day to ensure that she stayed safe. Though the feeling wasn't as burdensome as one might expect, it was still annoying as hell and was going to take some getting used to.For the first time in my life, I cared more about someone else than mysel

I listened to the phone ring and waited for it to be picked up on the other end. I'd called the house, but Mace informed me that she wasn't back as yet from her trip to the hospital. I should've made her wait until I got back to take her myself; that way, I could be sure of her safety. Look at that, now I don't even trust my own men to take her a few blocks away without me there to supervise."How is Silla?" I didn't even give Sebastian a chance to say hello."She's fine; we're on our way back to the house right now. How are things on your end?""We're done here finally; the kids are all in a safe place. I should be heading back that way soon once the plane is ready." I closed my bag after making sure I wasn't leaving anything behind, suddenly in a rush to get back now that my work here was done.I shouldn't have left the way I did; that thought has been plaguing me since I landed here. Thankfully I'd got some reprieve from my guilt once I'd thrown myself into the job, then my mind was

What the heck just happened there? Where did I get the gumption not only to throw myself at him but to ask him if he was still mad at me? Now that I'd started off on that foot, I couldn't go back, so I kept my brave face on even though my tummy was trembling hard enough to move stuff around in there. I'd been sitting here pondering my reaction upon his return. Ever since Sebastian hung up the phone in the car and told me that Gabriel was on his way back, I'd been on pins and needles, wondering what to expect.I went through every scenario in my head, my body and mind going in separate directions on almost all of them. My mind said freeze him out the same way he'd done to me, but my body, well, my body has been speaking a foreign language since we met, one that I have yet to learn.One thing was for certain, I hadn't planned on throwing myself into his arms at the first sight of him, but when I turned and saw him standing there, something inside me just took over, and I lost control. I