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Chapter Forty-seven
Hangman
Standing in front ofthe girls, my cock doesn’t even twitch, which is unusual because every time I’m around these bitches I get horny, who wouldn’t. But now with Justine on my mind, I have nothing in me to give these bitches.
“Listen up, Shannan is gone, bitch got what she deserved.” Mumbles go through the crowd and a few look upset. “Now, rules are simple, you work for me. That’s it. Jennifer here is your boss, everything she says, take is as if I was the one talking to you.”
A few ladies wiggle in their seats, not liking that.
“Second, if a man doesn’t want you, don’t force it. You’ll end up like Shannan and we really don’t need another clean-up crew.”
One of the blondes raises her hand. “By ‘gone’ what do you mean?” she asks timidly.
“She’s dead, I shot her myself. I have an old lady now, she tried saying she was mine and she wasn’t. Got between me and my old lady, so the only way out for her was death. You bitches never come between a brother and his old lady. Do you got that?”
“Yes, Hangman,” they all say in unison.
“Anything else?” I ask Jennifer who’s holding a clip board and nods.
I let her take the floor. “Half of you have an issue with me, and to be honest, I don’t give a shit. But you still have to do your routine testing. Something you haven’t been doing. Hangman and the guys are here to help me with that now. My room is being used to get you all refitted with new birth control, and the lounge here is going to be set up for your STD tests. Now move!” she shouts, and a few girls linger back.
“Got a problem?” I rumble out.
Hands on their hips, “Yeah we do, why do we have to listen to that bitch?”
“Because she’s not only Rage’s property, she’s my manager of all you girls. Her word is law. Just like mine is. Don’t like it, leave now. But just remember that NDA y’all signed when you started with us.”
I leave, letting them think on it and get to my bike and head to the clubhouse. Another rule I want to make is the bitches don’t need to be naked all the time because I want to start opening the place up for family. Something Melissa has been on my ass about for years.
Other one-percenter clubs allow family; we just never did. And before, I never saw a reason to change that rule, but now, we’re all settling down. And half of us don’t even sample the whores anymore at the club. With the new rules posted in the main room I head to my bedroom and lay down.
When did life get so fucked up?
**
GETTING BACK TO THEclubhouse after my meeting and escorting a few girls off the property, I’m exhausted.
“Gotta get home to relieve the babysitter,” Slammer tells me after finishing his beer.
“Babysitter?” I ask, wondering why Melissa wasn’t watching the kids.
“Yeah, the girls are at Justine’s tonight, drinking. So, Melissa got a sitter for Emily and the kids.”
Hearing Justine’s name has my heart racing. Fuck me, it’s killing me not going to her right now. But right now, it’s too fresh and she’ll only hate me more.
“That reminds me, I just got a text from Anara, either we let them sleep over tonight or one of us has to be the DD.” Dirty chuckles. “My woman isn’t sleeping without me next to her, so looks like I’m picking them up, since you’re getting the sitter taken care of,” he tells Slammer.
“Yeah, man, appreciate it.” They shake hands and Slammer heads out, leaving me with Dirty. The rest of the men scattered to take care of business once we were finished with the girls at the apartment.
“What’s up?” I ask him, wearily.
“Nothing man, just wondering when you’re gonna grow the fuck up. See, way I see it, you didn’t have to stick your dick in other women. Sure as fuck didn’t need to murder Shannan over it either. What, gonna shoot yourself, too?”
