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I bit my lip nervously in anticipation as unwanted questions ran through my head.

What if he doesn’t care that I am his daughter?

What if he hates me?

What if he kicks me out and tells me never to return?

What if-

I was suddenly pulled to him. His arms wrapped around me tightly and his form shook as he cried. I have never seen a biker cry before, but they have emotions too, I guess. It was kind of hard to remember that when half the time they act cold and appear intimidating. I would know, I have

met many bikers in my lifetime.

I released a breath and returned his hug, patting his back awkwardly. I was never really good with

physical contact, except when it’s people I trust with my life.

After a few minutes, he pulled away slightly with his arms still on my shoulders.

“Riley, my little Riley,” His voice cracked and his lips lifted in a smile. He looked at me adoringly.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “You know about me?”

He took a step back, releasing me. Anger filled his eyes as his jaw clenched, “Of course, I do. Your

mother, Agnes, left with you when you were five and kept you away from me for fucking

seventeen years. I looked for you and every time I found you, she’d run.”

I vaguely remember moving ever so often when I was younger.

“She told me you were dead,” I told him, “killed in an accident.”

I blinked the tears away from my eyes as I thought about my mother.

His eyes closed as he let out a ragged breath. He clenched his fists tightly, looking as if he was about to punch a hole into the wall.

“Every time she got away, she would send a picture of you as a way of saying that I lost and as a silent ‘fuck you‘ to me.” He frowned.

“I tried everything to get you away from that bitch but she always found a way to kick me in the balls.” He darkly chuckled.

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“But, you’re here now and I plan to make up for the time that we lost.” He had a determined look

on his face.

I smiled and half hugged him. He kissed me on the crown of my head before pulling me further

into the bar.

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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.