Page 42 of Cage


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“You want me to go after her?” Tarek asks.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I said no.”

“She’s gonna be a mess, Cage.”

“A mess I can’t fix, Tarek. Leave it alone, brother,” I tell him this time. He finally nods his head and walks off, leaving me alone. I don’t need anyone chasing her. She saw what I wanted her to see tonight. She saw me. The man she cared about. The man she may have even loved. She saw the monster who lives inside me, the one she should run from. There’s no threat to her now, so I have no reason to chase her.

Even thinking about it hurts. I want her here. I want her with me. She calms the fucking storm inside me, and now I can feel the thunder rattling me to the core. There’s no way of stopping it now, not without her.

So I drink. I drink and watch the guys piling up bodies and stripping cuts. I watch as they drag Twitch toward the middle of the room. I pull my knife from my pocket and walk over as they lay him on his stomach, shirtless. Then I kneel and cut at his flesh. I cut off his Bleeding Aces tattoo. He doesn’t deserve this even in death.

“Get the rest of them,” I tell the guys. I want everyone stripped. I should have done it before they died, but this is fine too. I take the skin and slap it down on the bar as they work on the others. Knowing he isn’t taking our club to the grave with him makes me smile. I grin at the carnage as people walk in; the clean-up crew is here.

I pay them good money to clean up after us and not make a fucking sound. They look around at the mess and shake their heads before getting to work. They will clean up the bodies and dispose of them and any mess lying around.

I walk away from the bar and head for my room. Once there, I look around, my eyes falling on the empty bed. I wish she were still in it. I wish she had stayed in the room this morning and not seen all that. My chest tightens as I think about her out there alone. She shouldn’t be alone right now. She needs to be here with me.

Thinking about it for a second, I decide that’s what I will do. I’m going to bring her ass back here. I’m going to claim her the right way, and I’m going to put a baby in her. I will make sure she’s tied to me in every fucking way possible. She doesn’t know it yet.

I storm from my room and back into the main room, climbing over dead bodies.

“Where you goin’ in a hurry?” Ridge asks.

“To get my girl. I’ll be back,” I reply. He chuckles, and I keep walking. I climb on my bike, rev the engine and take off heading toward her shop. I know exactly where she’d go. Somewhere that felt safe and comfortable to her.

The ride doesn’t take me long, and I pull up and park out front. I climb off my bike and walk to the door, banging my fists on it.

“Open the fuckin’ door, Yenni, or I’ll break the motherfucker!” I yell as I keep banging. I’m pissed she left like she did, but I also get it. That doesn’t mean I won’t wear her ass out for it.

I bang a few more times when I see her coming down the hallway. She looks exhausted, and she probably is. It’s been a lot these last few days, but that doesn’t mean she gets to walk away from me, of all fucking people.

When she unlocks the door, I shove it open and step inside, backing her against the desk.

“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice shaking slightly.

“You walked away from me.”

“I had a reason,” she huffs.

“Did you?”

“They were dead. All of them, Cage. I didn’t want to see that,” she argues with me.

“It was all for you, Yenni. They’re all dead for you. Don’t you get that?” I ask her. My cock is swelling up in my jeans, pressing against the zipper as I hover over her.

“I didn’t ask for that!”

“Doesn’t matter. It happened. Twitch made it happen,” I tell her.

“I just need some time,” she says, nearly pleading. I smirk and shake my head.

“No.”

“What?”

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