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“Why don’t you back off, she was mine first.” Jared shoots back glaring daggers into the man behind me.

“Mine first, and mine officially now.”

Jared’s face pales. “He took you there?”

It’s my turn to stiffen, how does he know? “What are you talking about Jared?”

Dirty interrupts him, “Jared Storm, or should I say Jared Wallace, agent for the DEA?”

“What?” I whisper. I look at Dirty and know he’s not lying, but how long has he known. “Jared? Is that true? Were you ever going to tell me, or was I just part of the plan to get your way in?”

“It’s true, you were my way in until I found out you didn’t want anything to do with them. I’ve been around a while, the cops in this country want the club taken down, but whenever they raid, they find nothing.” He looks to Dirty and glares. “Not sure how you’re keep shit so fuckin’ clean at that club when we all know what you guys do.”

Dirty shrugs. “We keep the club clean and have legitimate businesses. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You need to leave.” I tell Jared. “We’re over, we’re so over that if I see you again, I swear I’ll shoot you myself.”

His head drops and he turns to walk away. He looks back to me for just a moment, “I did end up caring for you Anara, our time together turned into something real, that I’ll never forget. I’m just sorry it ended up this way. I thought you were better than biker trash.”

Dirty lashes out and punches him in the face at those words. “Talk about my woman again, and I swear to fuck it’s the last time you’ll ever talk again.”

“Sam, honey, come back to me,” I call out. “Take me back to bed.” If I don’t get him away from Jared, I’m afraid he’ll do something worse and it’s not something I want to see or know about.

Dirty turns to me with a feral grin. “With pleasure.”










Chapter 9

Dirty

Three weeks later

Sitting at the compoundthrowing back some Jack when I hear pipes pull in through the gates. Hangman is back. Fuck. I haven’t had the chance to tell Anara what will happen when he gets back, I should have warned her and now it’s too late. We’ve been spending almost every free moment we can together, it should have come up. Fuck me.

The guys have been giving me shit about how much time I’ve spent with Anara the last few weeks, hell pretty sure tonight’s the first time I’ve been out in a while. Learning about Anara from her own mouth instead of reading the shit was worse. I felt even worse about the shit I put her through at clubhouse the last time she was here.

I watch Rage and the other men, who were on their run, come in and the second I lay my eyes on the hot as fuck bitch with huge tits, my dick hardens. She looks worse for wear, but even smudged make up, and I’m assuming that’s cum leaking down her legs, fuck me. I want her.

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