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I nod my head eager to hear what she has to say next. Correction, I want to know but then I don’t want to know what she’s about to say. Each word she says is another knife being driven into my soul. “What?”

“Himself. He only loves himself and the fact that he wants a baby. He will take it from you and dump you quicker than shit. You seem like a nice girl. Get out while you can.”

Suddenly, Beast rubbing my stomach all along has clicked in my mind. It’s not a cute thing lovers do to each other. He’s hoping he can feel a baby! He’s hoping if he rubs hard enough, he will get a baby to grow in my belly.

No wonder he’s been fucking me a few times a day for the past couple of days without a condom! How stupid can I be? How stupid could I be in thinking we would have something here? I’m fucking stupid!

He’s trying to get me pregnant!

The mysterious woman won. She knows it too as I’m sure my face shows it too. I’m sure I’m about to ugly cry over here and there’s not much I can do to stop it.

I turn away from her, eager to get outside to take a breath of fresh air, but I don’t get very far. I can hear her telling me something more which will deliver the death blow.

“Why do you think he chose for you to live in his house? He did it because when you get pregnant, he can take over your dad’s club too. Little girl, he’s going to destroy you.”

I’m already destroyed.

I storm through the clubhouse until I reach the outside. I need out of here before I have a heart attack and embarrass myself even more in front of that woman. I can feel her eyes on my back as I make my way to the exit.

I have my hands on the door ready to bust out of here, when I hear Beast talking to Prince about me. As if tonight could get any worse.

“You know her dad is responsible for our brothers being locked up, right?”

Beast starts to say something but Prince interrupts him. “How do you know she’s not lyin’ about knowing where her dad is? She could be fuckin’ hiding him.”

“Look, prez, I know you’re pissed about her dad flopping on our brothers, but Bella’s innocent. She doesn’t know anything,” Beast says.

Prince chuckles. His chuckle cools me down to the bone that is how cold it is. “I don’t get two fucks if you’re fuckin’ the princess. What I care about is not having some mole in my clubhouse!”

“You think I would do that? You think I would allow some chick to come into our club to report back to her dad?”

I hear the sounds of lighters being stroked and I hide behind the door in order to not be seen. If they see me, they will probably stop talking and then I will never find out how they really feel about me.

“You mean to tell me,” Prince begins as he pokes a finger at Beast’s chest, “you’re not lettin’ this girl’s magic pussy get in the way of makin’ a good judgement?”

“Prez! Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me? When have I ever gave you any idea I wouldn’t back the club first? I swore on an oath, asshole!”

Great. So now I have a magic pussy, whatever the fuck that means, and I’m just replaceable by anyone. I’m just a bed warmer to the man.

As if my day couldn’t get any worse.

“You will be able to make a decision on puttin’ that rat down even though you’re shackin’ up with daughter, right?”

Am I being used as a pawn to lure my dad out?

Beast

“Beast, can you come out here?” Prince asks me.

I have Bella in my arms and she’s having a good time dancing with me at the clubhouse. The first couple of times she’s been here, she was nervous- all that nervousness is gone.

“Baby, I’ll be back in a minute,” I kiss her cheek.

“Wanna dance?” Dragon asks her with a smile that would get him punched in the face if I didn’t need to talk to Prince.

She looks at me cautiously to make sure it’s all right to dance with him. “Go ahead. I’ll be back in a minute.”

I look at him with a look that promises a beat down if he puts the moves on my girl. He throws his hands up in the air and then wraps them around my woman. “C’mere, gorgeous!”