5:02 Fri, Jan 16\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 242\u00a0<\/p>\n
I woke up feeling like I\u2019d been run over by a truck. My whole body ached in ways I didn\u2019t know\u00a0<\/p>\n
were possible, and when I tried to move, every muscle protested.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sunlight was streaming through the window, way too bright for how I was feeling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt Tristan shift beside me, and then his lips pressed against my forehead, soft and gentle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid I hurt you last night?\u201d he asked, his voice low and concerned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned to look at him, seeing the worry in his eyes, and I shook my head. \u201cNo,\u201d I said, my voice\u00a0<\/p>\n
coming out rougher than I expected. \u201cYou didn\u2019t hurt me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He studied my face for a moment, like he was trying to see if I was telling the truth, and then he\u00a0<\/p>\n
sighed. \u201cAs much as I enjoyed last night,\u201d he said slowly, \u201cI don\u2019t think I\u2019d do it again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt my stomach drop a little. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou deserve better,\u201d he said, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. \u201cYou should be treated\u00a0<\/p>\n
like a queen, not like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to protest, to tell him that I enjoyed it too, that he didn\u2019t need to feel guilty about it, but\u00a0<\/p>\n
before I could get the words out, he leaned down and kissed me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The kiss was different from last night, softer and sweeter, and it made my chest feel tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When he pulled back, he didn\u2019t give me a chance to argue. He just scooped me up in his arms like I\u00a0<\/p>\n
weighed nothing and carried me toward the bathroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTristan,\u201d I said, laughing a little despite myself, \u201cI can walk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know,\u201d he said, pushing the bathroom door open with his shoulder. \u201cBut I want to take care of\u00a0<\/p>\n
you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He set me down gently in the shower, turning on the water and testing the temperature before\u00a0<\/p>\n
guiding me under the spray.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The warm water felt amazing on my sore muscles, and I let out a small sigh of relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 242\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan grabbed the soap and started washing me, his hands gentle as they moved over my skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was intimate in a completely different way than last night, and I found myself relaxing under his\u00a0<\/p>\n
touch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He washed my hair too, his fingers massaging my scalp, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of\u00a0<\/p>\n
being taken care of.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When we were done, he wrapped me in a towel and dried me off before leading me back to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
bedroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I expected him to hand me my clothes, but instead, he walked over to the closet and pulled out a\u00a0<\/p>\n
black dress I\u2019d never seen before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did that come from?\u201d I asked, surprised.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gave me a small smile. \u201cI have my ways.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at the dress, then back at him. \u201cWhen did you even have time to get this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes it matter?\u201d he asked, bringing it over to me. \u201cJust put it on.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I took the dress from him, running my fingers over the fabric. It was simple but elegant, and I could\u00a0<\/p>\n
tell it was expensive.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As I started getting dressed, I noticed that he was putting on black clothes too, a black shirt and\u00a0<\/p>\n
black jeans.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s the occasion?\u201d I asked, pulling the dress over my head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked at me, his expression serious. \u201cWe\u2019re ending it all,\u201d he said. \u201cSo you\u2019ll be able to finally\u00a0<\/p>\n
move on.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stopped moving, my hands frozen on the zipper of the dress.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I already understood what he meant, what we were going to do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The bodies. Seraphine and Daxon. We were going to burn them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay,\u201d I said quietly, finishing with the zipper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
15:02 Fri, Jan 16 =\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 242\u00a0<\/p>\n
479%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan came over and helped me with my hair, brushing it out gently before pulling it back into a\u00a0<\/p>\n
simple style.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When we were both ready, he took my hand and led me out of the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan had taken the car, which surprised me but I didn\u2019t ask. Knew he might have his reasons.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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