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When they started the show, kissing each other, moaning, rubbing against each other, my dick wouldn't play ball.
Fuck, even Crystal on her back, legs spread, cunt on display as Candy rubbed her tongue against her back hole did nothing except anger me.
I ended up kicking them out without even touching them, pissing all three women off. Liv noticed and was shocked, and to this day she has no idea nothing happened.
Violet is my forever; I've come to terms with that and have managed to have a stable relationship with her without the club being involved. I'm aware she still thinks this is casual, but she hasn't gone near another guy since that fucker at the bar, and I haven't touched another girl. Honestly, I haven't fucked another girl since the day Violet came into the shop for a consultation. Don't get me wrong, I've tried, but that only consisted of a woman groping me over my clothes. Nothing else has ever happened because it's always been Vi.
Fucking always.
I know she's done things with other guys, and it fucking hurts, but I also know that we were casual. We haven't been for the past year, not that she knows it, but I also know she hasn't been with anyone else. I've made sure to be at her place or bring her to mine every single fucking night. We're always together.
Fuck, I've been slowly moving her in.
I think it's time I let her in on our relationship, though. I just need to figure out a way to convince her to keep us a secret from the club without her getting upset about it. I need to keep her separate from the club, at least until I can cut ties with them for good. I have five months until the contract is up, and I know Snake is concerned about it.
He calls every fucking time there's an issue at the club, and before this shitshow, so did Smokey. I just don't know how they expect me to be a part of a brotherhood that treated me like shit for years.
Though, Smokey has become a great fucking friend.
Sighing, I sit forward, running a hand over my head in frustration as I watch my brother.
Growing up, Smokey and I weren't that close, but since he's become VP, he's tried to push himself into my life, standing by me, that shit with the fucker Lewis coming to mind.
I grind my teeth. I've spent all night with Violet, my cock firmly inside her, but now, I'm standing in an alleyway, waiting for this fucker who thought he could try to fucking drug my girl to get in her pants.
He's fucking dead.
I can feel my body vibrate as I watch the apartment door, knowing he'll soon leave for the gym. Tech managed to get all the information for Leo, to whom I owe a lot.
I don't want the club involved; I just needed the information.
I bite my bottom lip in frustration, my patience growing thin. I feel a presence behind me. I don't move, knowing it's our new fucking VP who decided to latch onto me after Snake expressed my desire to leave the club.
Fuckers.
"Whatever it is can wait, Smoke."
He chuckles at my grunt as he blows smoke around us, rasping, "I'm just here for some moral support."
I hum, not at all surprised he got to Leo as my eyes narrow when the fucker walks out of the building, heading to the car in front of me. I stand back in the shadows, Smokey watching over my shoulder as he hands me a cigarette. I grin wide, taking it off him before lighting it. I don't put it to my mouth. Instead, I watch the slimy, soon-to-be-dead man climb into his car. I watch his brows furrow as he looks around his car in panic, about to get out, but I grin wider as I throw the cig at his vehicle, which I flooded with gasoline.
It lights instantly and the fucker starts to scream as he tries to open his door but can't, because I removed the door handle on the inside.
Smokey laughs. "Remind me not to get on your bad side. I mean, fuck, you did this for a ‘friend.’"
I just shrugged, not reacting to his insinuation.
No one fucking hurts my girl, fucking no one.
Since then, he's had my back, and now it's time for me to have his and ensure he doesn't fuck his relationship up before he gains his memories back.
"You staring at me is a little creepy."
I smile at his raspy words and shrug before saying solemnly, "Honestly, I'm just hurt you haven't remembered our night together yet…."
His head swings my way in horror and shock, and I laugh, making him blow out a breath.
"Fucker."
