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I chuckle, then groan, holding Vi closer with one arm before stating, "Fine, I'm on my way.” I hang up, feeling pissed that our time has been interrupted.
Vi climbs off me, kissing my lips gently before heading down her hallway completely naked. I quickly dress before she comes out, wearing nothing but my shirt from college, making me grin. I grab hold of her tightly and state, "Get some rest, baby, alright, and I'll see you tomorrow. We will be chatting about you starting nights at the home."
She winces, mumbling, "Flipping Betty's big mouth," making me chuckle before kissing her.
"I love you," I rasp.
She replies, "I love you, too."
Fucking perfect.
Forty minutes later, I'm meeting up with Snake and Smokey at a warehouse two towns over. I raise a brow at them and their stupid grins.
Snake tilts his head and asks, "So this girl who calls you you're given a name; she sounds very familiar." I keep my face stoic, not showing emotion. He admits, "Sounds like the woman who rang me at stupid o'clock in the morning three years ago to tell me to get my ass in gear before we lose you."
My heart pounds at the love my girl has for me as Smokey steps forward.
He points at me and asks, "You've been in a relationship for three years?"
I don't say anything, and I don't even move a muscle in my face as both men start cursing at me.
I shake my head and lean against the seat of my bike, ignoring them trying to get information out of me. My fucking girl loves me that much; she rang an MC President.
Fuck, I'm a lucky man.
An hour later, Axel and Dagger, his VP, as well as their enforcer, Gunner—whose hair is full of glitter, making us chuckle while he glares and refuses to express why he looked like that—join us before we head off to Sugars, the strip club where the shit is going down.
Apparently, the club was opened by Hairy, the traitor, and now, we need to shut it down. The owner is a cousin on his momma's side. His momm being the crazy bitch who sexually assaulted Snake's dad, hoping to get pregnant and get his patch.
Crazy fucking bitches, and Snake wonders why I want my girl far away from them.
We all walk toward the club like we own it, and the bouncer bounces like a pussy seeing us, making me grin. When we get inside, we look around to see the dancers drugged up already despite the place not open yet as some of the male employees try to feel them up, causing anger to shoot through me, but it boils over when I notice Violet standing behind the bar, wearing only a bra and tiny shorts. When our gazes meet, tears spring to her eyes while the owner, whose name I don't remember, runs over.
"You all need to leave my fucking club now. Hairy?—"
I don't let him finish as I get my pistol from behind my back and shoot the fucker in the head, all while keeping my eyes on my girl.
She jumps as the guy drops, and the brothers look at me in confusion before Snake curses.
"Fucking hell."
Axel, noticing the direction of my glare, asks, "Who's that?"
Snake replies, "His best friend," not realizing she's my fucking heart.
"Gun, can you grab the girl? We'll clean house," Axel commands.
I don't look to see if Gun moves, my breathing heavy. All I can think of is how she admitted struggling to pay for school. Instead of leaning on me, the guy that's in love with her, wanting to build a life with her, who fucking put his heart on the line after refusing to settle down because of his past, she'd stuck to her stubbornness and put herself in danger.
Her tears fall, seeing my cold look as she tries to cover herself while Gunner walks around the bar. She flinches when he goes to touch her, making him put his hands up in before he explains he's taking her home in the van our prospect David brought. She nods before looking at me for a few seconds, then goes to the back to grab her things, Gunner following her.
"Brother?" Smokey questions, and I look at him. He sees my turmoil, and his eyes widen in realization as Snake and the boys from Untamed start rounding up the employees.
When Gunner comes back out with Vi, she's wearing my shirt. Smokey stays next to me, ensuring I don't start throwing shit. When she goes to pass me, trying not to look at the dead body, I grab her arm gently. Gunner and Smokey stand by as she looks at me.
Fear shines through her pretty caramel eyes, but not fear of me. She's leaning into my touch.
She's scared she's lost me.
