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Cora rushed to his side. “Understood, Hades.”
Slash dropped a kiss on Molly’s forehead. “Go with Cora.”
“We’ll see you soon,” I added, reaching over to peck her cheek.
I WATCHED SLASH, HAVOC, and Gunner walk away, disappearing behind the bar, unsure what to do or say.
“Hey, I’m Cora.”
The girl with the pink hair that Hades had called stood in front of me, wearing a tiny pair of jean shorts, a black crop top, and more makeup than I owned. Her pink hair was styled in loose waves, dropping down her back and gradually fading into gray. Pretty. Unique. I thought she was gorgeous.
“I’m Molly.”
“And you belong to Slash.” She smiled. “But I think Havoc is staking a claim, too.”
I had no idea how to answer that.
“Come on. I’ll show you around.”
I followed her as she walked me through the bar to the right, showing me the kitchen and dining area filled with long tables and dozens of chairs.
“The fridge is always stocked with food. We make sure of that.”
“We?”
“Me and the other club girls. Cut sluts. Muffler bunnies. Whatever you want to call us.” She winked an eye with thick fake lashes. “We service the guys and keep the place running. Hades takes good care of us.”
Service the guys? My jaw popped open.
She snickered. “You’re too sweet and innocent, Molly. It’s adorable. I wish I still had some of that innocence.” A shadow passed over her features, but she quickly smiled, and it faded. “Each person here has their place. The members. The club girls. Even the hangers-on.”
I must have looked as lost and curious as I felt.
She reached for my hand and squeezed. “A hanger-on,” she explained. “They party with the club but aren’t members. It’s invite only.”
“I see.”
“Then there are the ol’ ladies, but there aren’t many. Most of the guys haven’t settled down. They like to fuck however and whoever they want.” She shrugged. “It’s a lot. I know. You’ll get used to it.”
“What’s an ol’ lady?” I understood about the others, just needed clarification on the one.
“Women claimed by members. Protected. They’re like wives.”
“Do bikers get married?” I blurted.
She laughed. “Some do.” Her smile softened. “I bet they would for you. Slash. Havoc.” She shook her head. “Havoc. He’s a wild one.”
“I know,” I agreed.
“Why don’t we meet the rest of the girls? I’m sure they’d like to get to know you.”
Why? I wasn’t staying here for long but didn’t tell Cora.
Slash, Havoc, and Gunner never said a word about claiming me, making me an ol’ lady, or keeping me here once everything had been handled.
Cora had to be wrong.
Chapter 11 Slash
