Total pages in book: 136
Estimated words: 121153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121153 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
AK rolled his eyes.
Cowboy flipped Vike the finger.
And just like that, my brothers were back at my side.
I put away my knife, threw on my cut, and slammed the gavel down to the table.
Church done.
I pounded out of the door and down the hallway. I slammed open Smiler’s door. A shocked gasp met my entrance. Bella and Rider were lying in bed—the prick was in a bad fucking way. Bella hadn’t left his side since the barn. Mae told me Bella didn’t ever leave in case we took that opportunity to get at her man. Even now Bella jumped off the bed and prepared herself to fight. I didn’t know what the fuck she was thinking, acting like she could take me. But she impressed me. Bella was one fucking feisty bitch.
I could see why Mae liked her so fucking much.
“What do you want?” Bella asked coldly. I ignored her and moved to the bed.
Rider’s face was a bruised, battered mess. He had bandages everywhere and one of his eyes was still sealed shut. The other one wasn’t much better, but he could see me. And I could fucking see his apprehension as I stood there.
I lifted my hands and signed, “Need to talk to him.”
Bella frowned. “I do not understand you.”
My nostrils flared with frustration. Rider opened his swollen, cracked lips, and managed to rasp out, “He . . . he needs to . . . talk to me.”
“Then talk,” Bella said, folding her arms.
“Alone.” I signed, quickly losing patience with her attitude.
Rider told her what I’d said. “No,” she said. I saw the panic in her face. My teeth clenched.
“Bella?” Mae’s voice came from the doorway. Bella looked at my bitch. “He will not hurt him. You have my word.” Bella stared at me, trying to read my face or some shit. I stared right the fuck back. “Bella, please. Leave them alone,” Mae begged.
Bella’s shoulders slumped. Moving to Rider, she kissed him on his forehead, then walked past me. The bitch eyeballed me the entire way. I decided right then that if she’d have been a guy, I’d have recruited her to my club on the spot.
When the door shut behind her, I walked to the chair by the bed and sat down. Rider watched me the whole way. My attention fell to the cross-shaped scar on his chest. I felt fuck-all remorse.
“So this is what’s gonna happen.” Rider watched my hands like a hawk. “Since you’re married to Mae’s sister and it would kill my bitch if she left over your stupid ass, you ain’t gonna die.” I saw Rider’s chest lift up and down as he breathed hard. I leaned forward. “But that’s where the fuckin’ charity ends. Mae will only be happy if Bella is close. But Bella bein’ close means your rat-ass bein’ close.” I shrugged. “Then again, it means we can track your every move. And we will. Everywhere you go will be monitored. You won’t take a shit without one of us knowing about it. And if you ever try and do anythin’ to fuck with the club, there’ll be no more second chances.” Rider looked like he wanted to speak, but I didn’t wanna hear his fucking excuses. I shook my head, warning him not to even try and talk. He didn’t.
“You’ll live on the farthest side of the property, well outta fuckin’ sight, but close enough that we can watch you. But I don’t wanna see your face anywhere near the inside of this club. I don’t wanna see you tryin’ to creep back in. In fact, I don’t ever wanna see you again, period. So that’s what’s gonna happen. Once you can move, you’re gettin’ the fuck out of my way and out of my MC.”
I stood up. I was just about to reach for the door handle when the fucker said hoarsely, “If I could go back . . . I wouldn’t do it . . . I wouldn’t have turned coat . . . I’ll regret it every day for the rest of my life.”
My back bunched at the sound of his traitorous voice, at what he fucking said. But I didn’t respond. I walked out into the hallway where Mae and Bella were waiting. Bella shouldered past me and went into the room.
The door slammed shut.
I ran my hand down my face.
Crazy. Fucking. Bitch.
When I looked up, Mae was in front of me wearing a huge fucking smile. “You have chosen the path of forgiveness?” I shook my head in frustration. It was only for her. Always only for fucking her. Ky was right; I was such a fucking pussy.
Cunt-struck. So fucking cunt-struck.
Mae stood on her tiptoes and pressed her mouth against mine. Groaning into her mouth, I slammed her against the wall and took her full lips with mine. Mae moaned, then pulled away. My hands fell to her waist, and I felt her looking at me hard.