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Jagger pulled me closer, and I buried my face in his chest. “Good night, Remi. Wake me up if you need anything.”
I smiled. “Okay. Night, Jagger.”
“And happy birthday,” he whispered into my hair right before I drifted off.
Chapter 4
REMEDY
My days went by faster when I was at work. Even if some customers weren’t always friendly, I didn’t let them ruin my mood. I had started reading a new book last night, and it was all I could think of today while stocking shelves.
My plan was to go straight home after my shift, but I decided to stop by the clubhouse to say hello to Agnes and Myra. It was a Thursday, and not many men were around, but the ones that were had left a huge mess in the living room, so I helped Agnes clean up.
I curled my nose and turned away when an intense, acidic scent hit me. “Dear God,” I muttered, daring to look at the puddle of vomit next to the leather chair.
I didn’t sign up for this. I only wanted to be helpful tiding up, instead I had to wipe up someone’s breakfast off the floor.
I sighed and headed to the kitchen to grab paper towels, and when I pushed open the doors, I was met with an amused smirk.
JT was standing in front of me, and I already dreaded to hear whatever he had to say.
“Hello, JT,” I said with a tight smile, not letting him see the annoyance on my face.
His smirk turned into a stupid grin. “Aren’t we polite this evening,” he taunted, tilting his head to the side. “I need you at The Palace,” he then said, surprising me.
The Palace? Why would he need me there?
I furrowed my brows as I turned toward him. “I’m not allowed there,” I told him, and he knew.
The Palace was a strip club owned by the Ruthless Knights MC. Woodrow had made it clear that I wasn’t allowed to step foot in that place, not that I ever wanted to.
He pursed his lips. “And you think I give a fuck? We need you to sort some shit out.”
“What exactly?” I asked. I was intrigued now.
“Paperwork. Someone ransacked the office.”
“Can’t one of the girls there do it? I’m really not allowed there.”
“The girls are working. Bringing in money foruswhile you go work for that old bastard Alistair. It’s time you show loyalty to this damn club and work for us.”
I tensed, hating how he talked down to me as if I was worth nothing. “Woodrow won’t allow it.”
“And I just told you, darling, I don’t give a fuck. Get your ass outside,” he ordered.
He wouldn’t get me to do shit with that tone of voice. I shook my head. “Sorry, I’m busy helping Agnes clean up the mess some of you left.”
“She will handle it herself.”
I sighed. “Can you at least tell him where you’re taking me? Because I know he won’t be happy about it.”
“Yeah, whatever. Go,” he demanded, nodding his head toward the door.
“You’re gonna get in trouble,” I murmured as I passed him, and he let out a hard laugh, holding his stomach as if what I said was that funny.
He made me put on a helmet, then we drove to The Palace on his bike. These men weren’t very careful on the road, and the way he was speeding made me grip his cut tightly with both fists.
I had often been on the back of bikes, but JT really needed to take it down a notch. He wasn’t only endangering us, but others on the road as well.
