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And that’s exactly why I came in here to begin with. If it hadn’t been for that damn vibrator, I’d have already told her about her parents.
No time like the present.
“Okay. There is something I need to tell you, but you’re not gonna fucking like it.”
Violet narrows her eyes. “What is it? What happened?”
I motion to one of the chairs. “You might want to sit.” She walks slowly before lowering herself down and focusing on me. I try to come up with a way to be gentle with the information, but it’s impossible. “Jez found a post on the dark web that she traced back to your parents.”
Violet stiffens. “What do you mean?”
“It seems they’re not happy with what the police are doing to try and find you.”
“I’m not following.”
“Violet, they posted in a forum on the dark web looking for someone to help locate you.”
“But isn’t the dark web a bad thing? Like full of criminals and stuff?”
“Or MCs who aren’t afraid to do whatever it takes, legal or otherwise, to make the world a better place.”
“Wait.” Her pink tongue darts out to lick her lips. “You guys work on the dark web?”
“We also own a bar, motorcycle shop, tattoo parlor, and hold interest in Cece’s boutique and Apple’s studio.”
“But you do… illegal things?”
“We do,” I admit. “But only when it’s absolutely necessary. And besides, we’re talking about your parents, not my club’s activities.”
Violet sucks her bottom lip between her teeth. She quickly glances away, and when she faces me again, there are tears in her eyes. I reach forward and brush away one that spills over her lashes.
“No one will ever hurt you again,” I vow. “They don’t call me the Grim Reaper for nothing.”
More tears slide down her cheeks, and she swipes at them, but it doesn’t stem the flow. She grabs her cell again and types away on that.
When my phone vibrates, I look at the screen.
Violet: I’m really tired & sore. It’s been a long day. I think I’d like to takesome pain meds and go to bed.
In other words, I’m done talking, and I’m gonna shut down now.
Me: Okay. I’ll get you a glass of water to wash down the pills.
I stride to the bathroom and fill a small glass that’s sitting on the sink. After I carry it back to her, she tosses two pain pills into her mouth and washes them down.
“Good night,” she mouths before scooting to the opposite side of the bed and laying on her side with her back to me.
Standing there, I debate on whether to climb in behind her or go to my room on the other side of the clubhouse. When I see her shoulders shake with sobs, the choice becomes easy.
Violet is my wife, and I’m not leaving her, no matter what.
CHAPTER24
VIOLET
Who turned up the heat?
My eyes flutter open, and I attempt to sit up, but something heavy weighs me down. Lifting the blanket, I see a muscular arm draped across my stomach. I fell asleep in my leggings and a t-shirt, but the shirt has ridden up to settle under my boobs. In my sleepy state, it takes a few minutes for my brain to register who the arm belongs to.
