I tear open the envelope to see a picture inside of it.
I flip the picture over to see it’s of me and Beast.
Last night.
In the middle of sex.
Beast
The familiar rumble of a dozen motorcycles charging towards our property wakes me from thinking about how I want to fuck the shit out Bella when she finally gets her ass here. I sent a prospect about an hour ago to get her and they are still not fucking here.
What’s taking them so long?
I needed to let off some steam before dealing with Roman and Charger, but that’s not going to happen.
“Ready, brothers?” Prince asks while loading his gun and stuffing it into the back of his jeans.
Mines already loaded and ready for laying those pieces of shits out. I didn’t need to spend an extra minute loading a gun when I can just keep the bitch loaded.
The Spiders park their bikes park their bikes on the side of the road. And we wait for them to come up to the door.
Roman is the first one to say something to us. “How are things going with the little woman?”
Of course the rat bastard is talking to me.
“Great, Roman. I can see why you wanted to keep her,” I taunt him letting the innuendo fly through the conversation.
“What the actual fuck?” Charger demands. “We hand our bargaining chip over to them and he fucks her?” He jabs his finger over at me as if it will hurt my feelings.
I smirk. The memories of fucking Bella are still fresh in my mind. “A couple of times, actually.”
Prince pipes up next, clearly not impressed with the banter going on. “You have one more day to bring us the guns and money owed to us.”
Roman steps into the middle of the standoff squaring off with our president. “No. Fuck you! You fucked our property!”
Kip chuckles from behind me. “Should we even out the field?”
Prince nods then taps me on the shoulder to stand down. I back up not realizing how tense I got after hearing them say Bella was their property.
She’s fucking mine.
“We found something that used to belong to the both of us,” Dragon drawls out. “Now he’s ours.”
Beto is thrown into the middle of our conversation freaked out behind his wildest imagination. He has no idea he’s about to be used as the biggest chess piece ever. This poor wannabe gangster had to be greedy and now he will have to pay the price for it.
“I’m so sorry! I have a new baby and shit…” He tries to defend himself but neither club gives two shits about his reasoning.
He fucked with us and then double crossed us. He got greedy.
I circle around Beto with my hand on my piece. “After that shit four days ago- you would think you would have learned your mother fuckin’ lesson!” I badger.
Roman looks pissed. He’s trying to figure out how to back peddle but we got him right where we want him. He’s ours to do whatever the fuck we want with.
“You stole from our club! You stole from me!” Prince yells then punches the other president in the gut. “What kind of fuckin’ dumbass do you think you are?”
All the brothers have surrounded The Spiders in case they decide to attack us.
“I’m so sorry!” Beto cries in a heap in the middle. He knows what’s going to happen next and there’s no saving the little bastard. He’s done for. “I got greedy! I needed the money.”
