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These fuckers need to be taught a lesson.
Ace Jagger is about to take over the motherfucking town, one rich douchebag at a time.
My fingers twitch. It would be so easy to pull out my knife and do this properly.
“We’re just hanging out down here. You’re the ones gatecrashing. But I hear that you Heights scum have a thing about crashing Bay parties. Probably because we can afford better alcohol.”
“Nah,” I say with a laugh. My lips curl, but I’m anything but amused as I bare my teeth at him. “Your bitches have tighter pussies.”
“Motherfu—”
“Bexley, stop.”
That voice.
A slender hand lands on the asshole’s shoulder before familiar dark curls appear, followed by her huge, brown eyes and full, pink lips.
I look between the two of them. Of course the princess would be with the captain. If I didn’t already want to take the motherfucker to the ground, then I fucking do now for having her touch him like that.
Innocent little Remi might have no idea, but she belongs to me now, and no one touches what’s mine.
“Move, Remi,” I warn, closing the space between us. “Rexley and I need to have a little chat.”
“It’s Bexley, asshole. And you’d better fucking remember that.”
“Is that right?” I taunt, “because I’m pretty sure the next name your girl there moans will be mine.”
Remi moves just in time for Bexley to cock his arm back, ready to take a swing at me. Sadly for him, he’s not aware that I’ve fought guys like him almost on a daily basis back in Heights, and I’m faster. Much faster.
My knuckles connect with his cheek before he even attempts his first punch. Girls scream, including Remi, and a few of his team members step forward, although as my guys move, they suddenly look like they could be about to run.
Fucking bunch of pussies.
Grabbing Bexley by his collar, I stare down into his panic-filled eyes. “The Jaggers are in town now. You’ll learn your place.”
“Fuck you,” he spits seconds before my head connects with his nose, making him scream like a little bitch and blood cover his jacket.
He comes at me, but he’s no match for my strength or speed. In only minutes, he’s on the floor, writhing in pain, bleeding and crying like a baby.
A couple of his pussy ass teammates drag him off as my guys wait behind me to see if they’re going to need to get in on the action. But it seems that the rest of the Seahawks are a little more switched on than their captain, because they stay put.
That doesn't mean I can’t see the need to fight back in their eyes, though. They want payback for this, they’re just not willing to when I have half of Sterling Heights standing behind me. Our reputation clearly precedes us, and rightly so, most of the motherfuckers standing behind me wouldn’t bat an eyelid at the chance to hurt a Bay kid.
Turning my attention to Remi, I watch as she stares at me with wide, terrified eyes. I step toward her. She takes one back, and another, her pace quickening until she stumbles in the sand and ends up on her ass. I straddle her waist, her entire body trembling beneath me. I gather both her wrists in one of my hands and lift them above her head before dropping the other to the side of her head and gazing down at her. She refuses to hold my stare. Instead, she turns to the side defiantly.
Taking her chin between my bloody fingers, I squeeze until I know it’ll pinch and turn her so she has no choice but to face me.
“Look at me.”
It takes her a second, but eventually she concedes.
“You need to watch who you hang out with, princess.” I trail a finger from her rosy cheek all the way down her neck and to the swell of h
er breasts. Her breath catches and her skin breaks out in goosebumps. “Decide whose side you’re on tonight and either fuck off or come back to the house with me.”
Her body trembles again, but this time it’s not with fear.
I know what she’s going to say—it’s written all over her face before the words pass her lips—but I’ll give her this one chance. Next time, I’ll just take what I want, because a broken Remi is going to get me the answers I need.
