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“How’d you find out?” Angel barks back.
“Who do you think? I finally get my wife back, and not only am I just finding out that I have a daughter who is twenty-years old, but my brother, who not only is alive, but gotmy wifepregnant and is living with your pussy club!” he roars.
What the fuck did he just say?
“Hangman, watch yourself,” Reaper growls, stepping ahead.
“She doesn’t want me. She begs me every day, every fucking day since I forced her home, to send her back to you, to sign the divorce papers. Well, she got her wish. I’m giving her the fuck up, but not before I go a few rounds with mydead fucking brother!”Hangman shouts.
“This isn’t the time or place for this,” Angel declares, throwing his hands out.
“No, it’s the perfect fucking time.” Just then, a woman steps forward from behind Hangman’s men and she glares at Dray. She is stunning, tall, and looks like the perfect black woman, all ass and tits.
I look to Dray, and his entire body stills.
“You son of a bitch, what do you think you are doing, huh?” she shouts. Who is this chick?
“Shayla…” Dray starts.
“Um, I’m sorry, but who are you?” Melissa demands.
Shayla looks to Melissa, “Who am I? Well, this is great. Now, I actually feel bad for you,” she says, looking back to Dray. “I’m his wife.”
The fuck is going on? We did a damn check on Dray the minute we found out about him. He’s not fuckin’ married.
“I never signed his stupid ass papers, so he probably didn’t realize we’re still married. I told him before what my conditions were. He visits his children, talks to them, then and only then would I let him be free,” she says.
“This isn’t how I wanted to meet my daughter for the first time, but when I found out about the fuck head she was marrying, I had him looked into,” Hangman interrupts.
Dray’swife, Shayla, looks back at Melissa and then to the daughter Melissa shares with Dray and her eyes widen in disbelief. “You had his child?” she whispers, a hand going to her throat.
This wedding couldn’t have gone any worse. Fuckin’ Dray. Not sure how in the fuck shit checked out when we did a background check on him. No mention of a wife or kids. But here it is, right in front of all of us. Dray’s damn wife.
Melissa runs out, and Cori jumps quickly to go after her.
“I’ll deal with you later,” Hangman growls, pointing at me.
I clench my jaw.
“Bitch, will you shut the fuck up!” Hangman roars at Dray’s wife who is screaming like a damn banshee.
She stills, face paling, tears streaming down her face.
“I’ve never met my daughter, and this wasn’t the way I wanted it to happen. But you, mother fucker, you’ll stay away from her. Or I’ll kill you,” he snarls at Dray.
“I thought the divorce was final. I swear. I never would have put Melly through this if I knew it wasn’t,” he says frantically. “I know I should have told Melissa I was married once, and had kids from that marriage, but it didn’t matter at the time. I love Melissa, more than anything.” He looks at his wife, who is now sobbing. “Shayla, I’m sorry, I really am. We ended our marriage six years ago. How was I to know it wasn’t finalized?”
“You would have known if you took my calls, read my letters,” she spits out.
“You two need to go talk, work something out, I don’t know. But you are to stay away from Melissa until this is finalized. And even then, I highly doubt you’ll get her back,” Angel says. “Everyone out. We have to check on Melissa, make sure she’s okay, then we’ll meet at the clubhouse. We’ll have a talk,” he says, looking at Hangman.
“You have one hour. And Trevor, you better fuckin’ be there, too.” He storms out of the church, his men following behind him.
Eden chuckles. “I don’t think the church has ever had so much swearing in it before.”
I shake my head at her. “Depends on which church you go to…” “Dray, you better stay the fuck away from Melissa,” I tell him. Pissed.
“You don’t get it, I love her. I swear, this will all get cleared up, it’s not what you think,” he says desperately.
