Page 42 of Rage's Bounty


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Gut twisting, I recognised the glare in Mom’s eyes. There was disgust and lust. Mom loved a strong guy but would also manipulate them. It wouldn’t matter to Mom that Slick was here with me. Mom desired something, and she would do anything to obtain it. Mom had done that several times. Any man I dated, either she or Marianne flirted with—at least until they got them in bed—and then they’d kicked them out. They thought they were getting one up on me; instead, they were saving me from making a bad mistake.

“Rage MC, you own a lot of businesses around here.” Mom smiled sweetly at Slick.

As much as I hated to admit it, Mom and Marianne were both beautiful women. They’d aged well, but then, considering they refused to work, it was no wonder they had time to take care of themselves.

“Yup, we work hard to be a success,” Slick said.

“How about we go for lunch or dinner, and we can chat?” Mom suggested as she thrust a hip out and her boobs.

“Why would I do that?” Slick asked, and he was genuinely puzzled.

“Wouldn’t you like to get to know us?” Marianne inquired, batting her eyelashes at Slick.

“Once I’ve got Summer locked down, then yeah, sure, but my attention is focused solely on her,” Slick said bluntly.

Mom and Marianne blinked. That hadn’t been the reply they were expecting, especially as they were now plainly flirting with Slick. They didn’t care which one he took out, as long as it stopped Slick from seeing me.

The red blush at my neck and cheeks threatened to deepen as I watched them play their sick game.

Slick was not like any other guy I’d dated. He wasn’t a ‘nice malleable man.’ Slick had lived and experienced life and understood what he desired. And it hit me with the speed of a bullet. He wanted me. Slick was dating me. He didn’t view me as a pushover or a reason to screw one of the moms. Slick genuinely wished to be a part of my life. The realisation made me beam at Slick in happiness.

Slick’s face softened as he caught sight of my expression, and he ran a finger down my cheek and across my lips.

“See, you are starting to get it, honey,” Slick murmured.

“Well, if you’re looking for cash, you’re searching in the wrong place. The garden centre does okay, but it won’t make you rich,” Marianne sneered.

Slick stiffened as he twisted his head to stare at the two witches.

“Don’t need Summer’s money. Got more than enough of my own. The fact is, Summer’s my idea of a perfect woman. Ain’t my fault if you can’t recognise how special she is,” Slick growled out.

Mom broke into amused, loud laughter and actually had the audacity to wipe a tear from her eye.

“You’re trying too hard. Summer is the perfect woman! She’s a dormouse, little experience, lazy, cruel, and selfish—”

“Stop describing yourself right now,” Slick interrupted as Mom gasped.

Nobody cut her off.

“You two are two of the worst narcists I’ve ever seen or met. You’re both highly jealous of Summer because people see how special and talented she is. Meanwhile, you sit on your fat lazy assess and expect her to chase after you and do everything.”

Mom began again. “Look, I don’t know what stories Summer’s been telling—”

“Heard you. The other night, I came to visit, and I listened to what you were saying to her. It’s clear you don’t give a fuck about Summer except as a wage packet. Well, she’s my girl now, which means Summer’s under my protection.”

A warm feeling started in my stomach. Nobody had stood up for me like this apart from Dad and Uncle Brian. And the two witches avoided Uncle Brian as much as possible.

“Protection? Why would somebody like you want her? Honestly, Slick, Summer’s seeking to trap a man into looking after her. Is that what you want?” Marianne asked.

“Shit, it amazes me how blind you are. You’re nothing but botoxed leeches, and I won’t let you harass or bully Summer anymore. What I overheard is you literally do fuck all. Well, it stops here. Summer will not be washing your clothes or cooking your dinner. She has a man now, and I’m entitled to her nights,” Slick snapped back.

“How dare you dictate to us!” Mom seethed.

I flinched because I knew she’d get revenge for this.

“I’ll dare anything. Summer’s no longer your slave and bank. She’s gonna live life free and happy. And if you two think of crossing me or Summer, you better reconsider, bitches. Summer may not raise a hand to you, but Rage has plenty of old ladieswho love a good brawl. I suggest you fuck off and think how you’re gonna change your lives and attitude towards her,” Slick snarled.

Surprised, I leant into Slick as Mom and Marianne sent him a filthy glare.

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