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It’s a deed, followed by a contract, and I frown when I read the top line.

MARRIAGE CONTRACT

CHAPTERFIVE

SPARROW

“FRANKLIN!”I scream as I enter the clubhouse.

Rebel appears through the kitchen doors, holding a tub of ice cream and a spoon dangling from her mouth.

“It’s seven in the morning, woman. Are you trying to give my niece diabetes?” I go over to her and pat her belly.

“Nope, why are you bellowing for my husband? Do I need to go pay his life insurance?” The man in question comes running down the stairs, and I narrow my eyes at him.

“Maybe,” I hiss as he slowly approaches us.

“Well, I’ve done it alone before.” She shrugs and walks over to the couches to watch the show.

“Sissy?” This motherfucker.

“You know what. I won’t kill him, but she’s never getting you pregnant again when I’m done castrating him!” I grab my brother by the balls, squeeze, twist, and pull until he drags me down to my knees while he falls, turning green.

“Amen, sister.” Rebel calls over the whimpers of her husband.

“Jesus fuck Aspen, let up! I’m going to puke.” I nod.

“Good, I hope you choke on it, you fucking bastard.” The main living room of the clubhouse is slowly starting to fill with tired-looking bikers, all wondering why I’ve got their President in his current position.

“Um, Sparrow? Wanna tell us why you got Wolf by the balls?” Priest tries to hide his humor but fails epically when the last word is spit out of his mouth on a laugh.

“Just a small family matter. My big brother forgets he’s not my father and has no fucking business getting involved in my love life.” I hiss in his ear, finally letting his junk fall out of my hands.

I push his head hard as I stand, but Wolf catches himself before it hits the floor.

“Gods! Even Uncle Asher was never as overbearing as you. I’m twenty-eight years old, I have two degrees, my house is paid off, and I own my company outright, yet here you are thinking you have a snowball’s chance in hell of telling my grown ass what to do or who I can fuck.” Hannah pops up next to me with a grin.

“So, dickless finally put out. Nice.” Wolf growls at us, and I cross my arms, waiting for him to rise to his feet.

“Stop talking like a bunch of,” I cut him off.

“Bikers? New flash! That is what we are no matter how hard we try to escape it.” His face pales as I hit a nerve.

He knew I never wanted to join the club. I did it for him because I knew he couldn’t bear to lose me like he was losing Rebel. I glance at his wife, who is silently scolding Wolf from where she’s sitting.

“I’m done putting my life on hold for everyone else’s to thrive around me. I deserve happiness, too. Not that it matters you have successfully run him out of town.” I go and sit next to Rebel and take the ice cream away.

“Hey!” I point the spoon at her.

“When was the last time you got laid?” Her cheeks turn red, and I nod.

“I need this more,” Hannah growls at my statement, enraged on my behalf.

“All this bullshit, and you didn’t even get the cop in bed?” She covers her mouth at her slip-up.

I let the spoon fall into the half-melted ice cream and close my eyes, readying myself for the next part of this blowup.

“COP!” Wolf hollers, and I frown at Hannah.

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