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Together, they walked off, leaving me alone.
Sighing, I headed over to the bar. “A whiskey sour, please.”
As the night wore on, I watched on bated breath for his arrival. Everyone who was anyone had shown. From socialites, actors, politicians, to world leaders, the crème de la crème of the world laughed, danced and donated millions to Kali’s cause. I felt out of place. The odd woman out. As the ball went into full swing, not a single soul talked to me. Not that they would. I was unknown. A stranger. I was just a simple country girl from West Virginia. I was a nobody. The only one who talked to me was the bartender named Ashe. He only talked to me because I kept him busy making my drinks.
“Maybe you should go easy on those,” Ashe said, placing another drink in front of me. “You know, get something into your stomach.”
Sighing, I knew he was right.
Instead, I picked up my glass and saluted him. “Just gonna finish this and head home. It was a mistake to come here.”
The handsome man shrugged. “Don’t know about that. You look like you belong here.”
“Looks can be deceiving.” I muttered, downing my glass.
“I only came to talk to someone, and he isn’t here.”
“Let me guess. Tall, dark hair, dangerous with a stare that can shrivel a man’s dick into his colon?”
I chuckled. “Yeah, that sounds like him.”
“I don’t know about you, but I’d sober up fast cause he’s heading your way, and he looks pissed.”
Turning, I watched as the crowd parted.
Literally parted as Montana and his board members walked towards me. Like something out of a movie, I’d never seen anything so fucking hot in my life. Dressed in designer tuxedos, the Soulless Sinners weren’t just bikers tonight. They were something more. More dangerous. More sinister and leading the charge was the devil himself.
The man who couldn’t bother to call me. Okay, I know I told him to leave his own home, but in my defense, he accused me of doing something I didn’t do. How was I supposed to know that Barney hacked my phone? He was my friend.
Well, he was until he showed up demanding that I go with him. Yeah, that conversation didn’t end well for him, especially when he slapped me. I only knew the truth because Happy spilled the beans yesterday morning when he caught me packing my belongings. I told him I was done with everything and that was when he told me about what Montana was dealing with. When I learned the truth, I tried to get into the compound to see him but was told to leave.
It had been three days since we talked. I thought coming here tonight might give us a chance to talk, but looking at him now, I should have stayed home.
Gulping, I stood up straight as he approached.
Ashe was right.
He was angry.
“Montana.” I hiccupped, covering my mouth quickly as I chuckled. Shit, maybe I had one-too-many drinks.
He growled at me before looking at the nice bartender behind me. “She’s cut off.”
“Hey!” I said a little too loudly, as party goers turned to look at me. Lowering my voice, I slurred, pointing my finger at his very firm chest. Damn, my girly bits perked up at that moment. Licking my lips, I added, “You leave him alone. He and I have been getting along quite nicely. He talks to me. Now go away.”
“You’re drunk.”
“Am not,” I hiccupped. “Just lightly buzzed.”
He growled just as a tall, handsome older man walked over with a beautiful woman with long black hair. “Montana.”
“King,” Montana groaned, shaking the man’s hand, then smiled as he leaned down and kissed the pretty woman’s cheek. “How’s my favorite tattoo artist?”
“Bored.”
Montana chuckled. “Well, Venom, it’s still early. Give it time.”
“King, Venom, this is my Tessa.”
