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“Oh fuck!” Dragon groaned, his face contorted in agony as he grabbed his jewels.
TT pulled Dragon back, but not before the enraged enforcer kicked out, nailing Milan in his stomach.
“Umph!” Milan grunted from the blow that made it a challenge to keep his last meal down. He snarled at Dragon as he climbed to his feet, still holding his stomach.
“You're going to get caught, Diego! Calm the fuck down,” TT said as he tried to reason with his club brother.
“You motherfucker!” Dragon roared, and TT covered his mouth.
“Keep your fucking voice down before you end up in the SHU, Dragon,” TT warned. “Or with more time added to your sentence, do you want that?”
“Somovabitch!” Dragon growled as he glared at Milan, his words muffled by TT's palm. The rage he felt was almost akin to what he'd experienced the day he'd caught that CO raping Richie.
Milan spit the blood that had gathered in his mouth onto the floor. His chest heaved as he fought to calm his own nerves. “Look, I get it. You're fucking pissed at me, but I never fucking ratted on ya,” he said in a hushed voice.
“Diego, please calm down so that we can talk,” TT said, the grip he had on Dragon barely keeping the man contained. “Please, brother!”
“Fine,” Dragon gritted out against TT's palm and stopped his struggle to break free. TT removed his hand from Dragon's mouth, and the enraged man took in several deep breaths as he continued to glare at Milan.
“If I let you go, you better not go for him,” TT warned, his grip still tight.
“Or what? You plan on fighting me over him, Tim?” Dragon snarled his question.
“You're damn right, so don't fucking put me in that predicament,” TT answered.
Dragon huffed. “I won't go for him, fuck. Let me go, asshole.”
“All right, then,” TT said and released him.
Dragon shoved TT off him, then rose to his feet. “I guess you figured you'd play us for fools then get ten more years or life added to our sentences after spying on us.”
TT climbed off the floor too. “That's not what's going to happen.”
Dragon tossed him a disdainful scowl before turning that deadly gaze back to Milan.
Milan ran his fingers through his hair. “I'm really sorry. I... I didn't think I'd end up here.”
“Was that your plan?” Dragon asked. “I don't care if Tim doesn't think you're going to do it now. Was that your plan?”
Milan scoffed then sighed. “Yeah, that was the plan. Look, can we discuss this somewhere else?”
“We need to go to dinner anyway,” TT said.
“I'm not breaking bread with this fucking pig,” Dragon said.
“Dragon, for me, please?” TT begged.
Dragon turned his glower to his boy. A man he'd known, loved, and trusted since before he got his first hair on his chin. “TT, you know this is fucked up.”
“I know it's complicated, but not impossible,” TT said.
“Let's go. I think eating may calm everyone down,” Milan said in his attempt to broker peace.
“Go fuck yourself,” Dragon snapped.
“Damn, I wish Richie was here to cool your ass down,” TT said.
Dragon scoffed. “Well, he's not.”
