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This motherfucker had taken my woman against her will, against my orders, and had groped her. His death was justified for his bold assault and disobedience after I’d fucking warned the club about touching Ella. I bit down on my back molars, furious that I couldn’t have chopped off his hands and dick before I’d ended him.
“Jesus Christ!” I jumped back when Keg pulled out his dick and pissed on the graves.
“You gotta be careful, RJ. Some of the brothers don’t like you and will do whatever the fuck they want. Take your woman. Undermine you.” He shook his dick and put it back in his pants. “Kill you.”
“No one would be that stupid.” I collected my shit to return to the clubhouse. I had a wild night to prepare for my gorgeous girl.
“Your confidence is cute. But cockiness will get you a bullet in the back.” He put a cigarette between his lips and lit it. “Don’t let your girl distract you.”
“I’m never distracted.”
“Never say never.” He took a long drag and blew it out. “She obviously means something to you, judging by your reaction last night. I’m worried.”
“Don’t be.”
“Don’t be arrogant. Everyone knows you spend all your free time with her. She’s a problem.” He growled, following me to my truck.
“No, she’s not!” I’d heard enough from him, though he wasn’t wrong. But I had no reason to dick around at the clubhouse now that I had Ella.
“She’s a weakness. Your enemies will use her against you.” He threw his empty beer can and put out his cigarette.
“I’ll protect her and me.” If anyone fucked with Ella, I’d put them six feet under.
“For fuck’s sake. It’s times like this your immaturity shows. You’re one fucking man, Rocky. Your only allies are Hell’s Bells, and some of them don’t like you. Should anything ever happen to me—”
“What the fuck you talking about? What’s going to happen to you?” I put the tools in the back.
“I’ve made a lot of enemies.”
“Yeah? So have I.” I pulled out one of my own smokes and my steel lighter. “You’ve got a lot of years in you.”
“I hope. But if I don’t, you can’t be president until you’re twenty-five. Vegas will be in charge until you’re of age.”
“Why?” I puffed on my cancer stick and narrowed my gaze. It was weird discussing this shit with him. We didn’t do sentimental. Hell, we hardly even liked each other. Constantly butting heads over everything. But the core of my dislike stemmed from my uncle’s lack of help with my mom. He could’ve put her in rehab. Could have kept his members away from her pussy. He could’ve saved her. But no. He just let her waste away.
“It’s written in the bylaws.”
“So change it.”
“What the fuck for? You looking to knock me off my throne?” He stepped up and put us toe to toe. “You wouldn’t be able to anyway, because you’re not a fully-fledged member.”
“Seriously? You think I’d eliminate you?” The fucker sounded paranoid. “I don’t want to be fucking president! Do I look like a babysitter to you?” I opened the driver’s side door. “Get in the truck!”
“You’re lucky we’re alone, or I’d bust your ass for speaking that way to me.”
He couldn’t do shit to me. I started my Ford pickup and pulled away from the grave site. My mood spiraled, thanks to Keg. He’d pissed me off on so many levels that I didn’t want to be with Ella. Suddenly, I was paranoid about her safety and my position in the club.
“Until you’re old enough to be prez, in the event of my death, I’d steer clear of the club.”
“What?” I nearly broke my neck, turning to look at him. “Now you’ve got to be fucking with me!”
“I’m just advising you.”
“You’re fucking out of your mind. If you think the club would try to take me out, why the fuck are they members?” This guy. Was he serious?
“Most of them are my friends. You know this. But you’re my blood. They’re just jealous of you.”
I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel. I honestly didn’t know what to say. After my mom’s drug overdose, Uncle Keg and the club were all I had left. I’d only been twelve when my mom had died. I’d had no choice but to stay with them. By the time I could run away, it was too late. I’d already drunk the fucking Kool-Aid.
