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Reunion Written in Blood 13

Just giving you a heads up,He said, You might not like what you see.I narrowed my eyes and watched him leave. I shook my head before going into the kitchen

What. The. Actual. Fuck

There, sitting in the same spot that I was last night, was Riley and beside her was my father. They seemed to be having the time of their life as they drank coffee in my kitchen. Why is my father 

even here at this hour

I watched them for a few minutes, trying to contain my anger. I cleared my throat and they shifted 

their attention to me

Riley stood, giving me a sickly sweet smile. I couldn’t tell if it was genuine or fake. Good 

morning,she said, offering a handshake. I stared at her outstretched palm for a few seconds 

before I grabbed her hand and was surprised that it didn’t feel as soft as it looked

She quickly pulled away from me, taking a few steps back to stand next to my father. Where’s 

Wilder

What are you doing here?I asked as nicely as I can, seeing that my traitor father is threatening 

to slit my throat if I spoke to her badly. I can guess from the look he’s giving me that it was still 

not what he wanted me to say

I shrugged and eyed her. She was looking less homeless today than she did the last time I saw her

I wouldn’t admit it but she is gorgeous, no matter what she wore

She bit her lip and I clenched my fist, shaking my head slightly. I did say that I wanted to speak to 

you and you agreed,she answered, gesturing to herself, So, here I am.” 

Right,I said, But I thought we were going to meet after dinner tonight?I could see my father facepalm out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t think it was wrong of me to ask. She did come unexpectedly, I thought she would arrive later

I have to go out of town this afternoon. This was the only time I could have spoken to 

you 

in 

person

.I noticed that she hesitated when she said townbut I refrained from commenting

I nodded. Fine. We can speak now.I gestured for her to follow

Wait,He said as we were almost out of the kitchen. Damn it, I thought we would leave before he 

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said anything that would make her stay longer than necessary. Wilder asked that you wait until 

he gets back.” 

Oh right. I forgot I told him to personally oversee a shipment. He should be back soon, seeing that 

he left around 4 am

There are more important things that I have to do today.I don’t really but I want the 

conversation to be over and done. Dad,I said firmly when I saw he was about to argue

Fine,He rolled his eyes at me but gave Riley a smile. Good luck getting through with this 

asshole,He said pointing my way. Thanks, dad

She giggled. Don’t worry. He’ll bend.I narrowed my eyes

After my father left, I gently grabbed her arm, bringing her closer to me and lowered my head

Trust me, Riley, I gruffly whispered in her ear, By the end of this conversation, you’re the one 

who would bend for me.” 

I released her. I winked, seeing her mouth slightly open and left. I chuckled when I heard her curse 

before she ran after me

I didn’t have an office in the clubhouse because I already have one in the bar which is a less than 

five minutes walk from here

I opened the door to my office for her like the gentleman I am. Sit,I said closing the door behind me. Speak.” 

She raised an eyebrow, leaning back on the chair. Last time I checked, I wasn’t a fucking dog.” 

And there is the attitude I was waiting to hear

Well, well. You have quite a mouth on you, don’t you little girl?I teased. Awe, she doesn’t like 

me calling her little girl, too fucking bad

You a-,I cut her off, Let’s speak like adults, shall we?The way she’s glaring should make me 

stop talking but it’s too fun. I bet this is how she felt the last time we saw each other. I should 

apologize for being such an ass, though. She had caught me in a bad time but that is no excuse

She took a deep breath before exhaling slowly. Fine.I commend her ability to calm down

I tried to contain a smile because that may only add fuel to the fire

Reunion Written in Blood

Reunion Written in Blood

Status: Ongoing

Part 1: The Hidden Truth

Rogue’s life flips upside down when she discovers that her father — the man she believed dead all her life — is actually alive.
The revelation comes from a note her mother left years ago, a note she never read until recently. It contains nothing but a name and a photo, leaving her with anger, confusion, and questions that burn like fire.


Part 2: A Mother’s Betrayal

Her fury isn’t only about the lie — it’s about being robbed of a relationship she had longed for.
Her mother had abandoned her at fifteen and never explained why. Even after years, the sting of that abandonment hasn’t faded.
Still, part of her tries to believe that maybe her mother thought she was protecting her.
But protection or not — a lie is still a lie, and Rogue hates liars.


Part 3: The Decision

Fueled by anger and curiosity, Rogue decides it’s time to meet the man who gave her life.
Clutching the paper with his name and a photograph, she follows an address provided by her best friend — and personal hacker — Shawn.
But when she arrives, her first thought is: This can’t be right.


Part 4: The Wrong Address?

The address leads her to a loud biker bar — the kind of place reeking of alcohol, smoke, and gasoline.
Music thunders from inside; laughter and curses spill out into the parking lot.
Rogue stands at the door, questioning everything — the address, her decision, even her father’s identity.
Could this really be where her father spends his nights?


Part 5: The Call to Shawn

She dials Shawn, who answers in his usual obnoxious way:

“This is Playboy Mansion, Patricia speaking, how may I help you?”
Rogue sighs in frustration — this is the last thing she needs.
She snaps, demanding why the address leads to a biker bar.
Laughing, Shawn confesses that he couldn’t find a home address — only a place her father frequents.
“Oh, and… he’s in a motorcycle club.”
Rogue nearly explodes. “No shit, Sherlock.”


Part 6: The Reluctant Courage

Hanging up, she slides her phone into her back pocket, muttering curses under her breath.
Every instinct screams at her to leave — to get back in her car and forget this madness.
But something stronger keeps her rooted: a lifetime of wanting answers.
So she breathes deeply, squares her shoulders, and steps forward.


Part 7: The First Impression

Inside, the bar surprises her. It’s cleaner and more organized than she expected, though the air is thick with smoke and danger.
Bags of cocaine sit openly on tables; beer bottles glint under neon lights.
Everything is black, grey, and white — lifeless and masculine.
Definitely not a place that’s ever felt a woman’s touch.


Part 8: The Audience

The moment she walks in, the room falls silent.
Rogue, hidden in an oversized hoodie and joggers, becomes the target of dozens of curious, tattooed bikers and half-dressed groupies.
Their eyes follow her like wolves scenting something unfamiliar.
She feels their judgment, but refuses to flinch.


Part 9: The Confrontation

One of the bikers rises — tall, broad, all leather and muscle — and approaches slowly, smirking.

“You lost, doll?”
Rogue scowls. Lost? Here?
There isn’t another building for miles.
The question isn’t if she’s lost — it’s why she’s here.
And the answer might shake both their worlds.


Part 10: The Beginning of Chaos

Her anger, her nerves, her determination — all collide in that moment.
Rogue isn’t just some girl walking into a biker bar; she’s a storm searching for the man who abandoned her before she even knew his face.
And as the crowd watches, tension building like static, she realizes this meeting won’t just reveal who her father is…
It will reveal who she really is.

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