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Chapter Forty-two
Justine
My phone chimes justas I type the words, The End. Great timing to be honest. I’m so proud of this book, I hope my readers love it, too. I think it’s my best work yet.
I see its Hangman, telling me to get to the clubhouse for a party. I quickly get dressed in a little, black dress and lace-up high-heeled boots and head out. I show my phone to the prospect at the door. He confirms it’s Hangman inviting me and I head in. Even being branded with his name doesn’t mean shit to the clubhouse, not really. I still have limited access to this place.
Something that Carson wants to change, though, as he talked about making it more about brotherhood and family. Times are changing he said, so a change is coming. Which is good, be nice to meet everyone, actually, not just the club girls.
Like Dirty’s girl, Anara. I’ve yet to meet her, but Melissa said she’s pretty busy. Still will be nice to have a clubhouse get together with family and meet her myself. Not just through phone calls that Melissa takes when we’re hanging out.
Walking into the clubhouse, I’m stopped by Rage, the man terrifies me. I don’t know what it is about him but he’s legit scary. “Can I help you?” I sass him.
“Yeah, you can walk your pretty ass right back out, you’re not supposed to be here tonight.”
Showing him my phone, I say, “This proves otherwise, Hangman invited me.”
Rage looks at it then at me, and shrugs. “Not getting involved in this shit.” And walks off. I don’t see Carson, so I head back to his room and see his door is shut. What I see after opening it makes my heart stop.
That bitch Shannan is riding his cock like it’s a bull and has the nerve to fucking ask me if I want to join.
I nod, shutting the door behind me as I enter the room. It’s then Carson sees me. “Justine. What the fuck are you doing here?” he asks as he throws Shannan off him, his cock wet from her cunt. I feel like I’m going to barf.
Throwing my phone at him, I snarl, “Seems your little whore, there, sent me a text from your phone.”
Shannan stands up from the floor where she landed and looks triumphant.
“He’s all yours, bitch.” I walk out and Carson grabs me, spinning me around.
“You’re not leaving.”
“Wrong, I am. And you know what. I never want to see you again. You and I? We’re so fucking over.”
“You’re not fucking leaving me. I can fix this, I swear.” He practically begs, and I notice Shannan looking upset.
“Is that what you also told your ex-wife? Every time you cheated on her, that you’d change? Well guess what. I’m not fucking stupid. I knew you were doing this shit, but I brushed it off, put it aside, because in your world, Hangman,” I sneer, “it’s your way or no way. So, fuck you very much for wasting my time for the last five months. Glad to know this now, before I got too invested.”
“Fuck, Justine, I fucking love you.” Fuck him.
I shrug him off and open the bedroom door, storming out the clubhouse and getting in my car. I need a place to hide out for a little while, because I know the minute he’s dressed, he’s coming after me. I decide to head to Melissa’s; if anyone can hide me somewhere, it’s her, and it’d be the last place Carson would look for me.
