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Both their clubs were in the drug trade, so this wasn’t the first time their paths had crossed. The Seekers and the Vipers had been at each other’s throats for years but this time, they were both here to address a much larger threat.
Snake gestured to the unoccupied chair across his table. Breaker sat down. They sized each other up silently.
“Breaker,” Snake acknowledged with a nod. “Thank you for coming.”
“Snake,” Breaker replied with a curt nod of his own.
“I assume you didn’t call this meeting for a casual chat,” Breaker said, getting straight to the point.
Snake inclined his head slightly. “You’re right. The cartel is becoming a problem for both our MCs. They’re encroaching on our territories, and it won’t be long before they target us directly.”
Breaker frowned, his mind racing with the implications of this development. The cartel was known for its brutality, and facing them alone would be a daunting task.
“What do you suggest?” Breaker asked, his voice guarded.
Snake’s expression hardened. “A temporary alliance. Our clubs will work together to drive off the cartel. Once the threat is neutralized, we return to our own territories, and our rivalry continues as usual.”
Rage stepped forward, his stance defensive. “And how can we trust you won’t stab us in the back the moment the cartel is gone?”
Snake glanced at Rage. “You can’t, and I expect you to be just as cautious as we will be. But our mutual survival depends on it.”
Breaker considered the offer carefully. It was a risky move, but the cartel’s expansion was a genuine threat to both their MCs.
“Agreed,” Breaker finally said, extending his hand to Snake in a show of reluctant trust.
Snake nodded, accepting the gesture. “We’ll draw up the terms of the alliance. We’ll each contribute our strengths, and together, we’ll crush the cartel.”
Breaker was about to go, when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure behind the counter. His heart skipped a beat as he spotted the redhead he recklessly kissed the night before. Riley. That was her name. Was she with the Vipers all along? Was she a spy? No. That couldn’t be it. The sweet and gorgeous woman last night couldn’t be part of Snake’s crew.
He couldn’t believe she was here, in the heart of enemy territory, working in this hostile environment. Breaker’s protective instincts surged, and he felt an overwhelming need to shield her from harm.
She probably had her reasons for being here. Breaker would find out all the answers he needed later. Riley looked up from the bar, her eyes wide with surprise as she locked eyes with Breaker. A mixture of fear and relief flashed across her face before she quickly masked her emotions, returning to her role as the bartender. So, were they going to pretend they didn’t know each other?
He watched, silently seething as a Black Viper approached Riley, wearing a smirk Breaker wanted to wipe off his face. He leaned against the bar and said something that made Riley uncomfortable. She stiffened and stopped cleaning a glass.
Breaker’s jaw clenched and he tightened his fists by his side. He couldn’t stand by and watch as this Viper disrespected and harassed Riley.
“Breaker,” Rage hissed in a low voice, following his stare. “It’s time to leave.”
“There’s something I need to take care of,” Breaker said.
He stepped forward, aware everyone’s eyes were on him. Breaker didn’t give a damn who was watching. He locked eyes with the scumbag harassing Riley.
“Don’t be such a bitch. You’re property of the Vipers now. Do as I say or else,” the biker was saying.
“That’s enough,” Breaker said. His voice was loud enough to cut through the murmurs and music in the bar.
Breaker and his men knew how to treat the women in their club with respect but he doubted the same went for the Black Vipers MC.
The biker turned and when he spotted Breaker, he sneered. “What’s your problem? We’re just having a little fun,” he said.
“She’s off-limits. You’ll leave her alone, or you’ll regret it,” Breaker said coldly.
“Who the hell are you to tell me what I can or can’t do?” the other biker asked recklessly.
Breaker could smell the alcohol on his breath. Since he got home drunk the night before, who was he to complain? At the very least, Breaker had sobered up. If this bastard had any shred of common sense left, he wouldn’t be starting a fight with Breaker.
The tension in the air escalated. Some of Snake’s men called out to their fellow Viper to take Breaker on. Rage positioned himself next to Breaker, although Breaker didn’t need any additional help. He knew his other men would be fanning out, forming defensive positions in case things turned nasty.
