“Go inside with Cherry, yeah?” he asked. “I’ll be with you in a minute.”
I didn’t argue. Suddenly, I felt a wash of exhaustion hit me and I gladly nodded, and moved toward a smiling Cherry.
The last thing I heard was Reaper telling the boys to clear out the shed.
Reaper
“This concludes our deal,” Raf said.
I nodded, watching as the boys hefted the bodies of Rowan’s attackers from the car, and took them to the shed. Our one place that we used for the instances when we needed to make an example of our power.
It had been a while since we’d had to do it, but my hands were itching to get bloody. Especially knowing what they’d done to my girl.
“You told her, didn’t you?”
Raf nodded quickly. “She should know not to go looking for our father. Don’t let her use the name Bianchi, or even look for him.”
“I have no intention of letting her use the name Bianchi,” I said, with certainty.
Raf smirked at me, opening his car door. “Good. Keep her protected, yeah? I’m not always going to be around to fix it.”
“She’s good with us,” Chaos said from beside me. He’d grown increasingly agitated by Raf’s appearance in our lives, even if Raf barely glanced at him.
Raf looked as if he may say something but instead, he nodded his head, and got in his car. Driving away at top speed, and then out of sight.
Chaos had already started moving toward the shed, leaving me to stare at the clubhouse where Cherry had taken my girl. I was caught between going into the shed to take care of business and check on Rowan.
“Come on, the sooner we get done, the sooner you can go see her and spend the next week in bed.”
Now that sounded good. I nodded and headed over to the shed with the boys. It was time to show these fuckers why I was called Reaper.
Rowan
I’d finally convinced Cherry that I was okay if I just stayed in my old room, but she shook her head and told me Reaper wouldn’t allow it, plus Cammie was currently sleeping in there. I didn’t want to put her out, even though I wasn’t a hundred percent sure that she wasn’t the one fucking Reaper in my absence. Why else would she be up here?
“Are you going to be okay?” Cherry asked me, concern etched on her face.
“I’ll be good, I just need a warm shower and sleep,” I told her.
She nodded. “Let me run you a bath in the bathroom.”
“Thanks Cherry.”
“You got it, babe. I’ve missed you.”
I gave her a little hug, and she went back down the hall to the bathroom. I looked around the room, looking for anything out of place. It’s like I was trying to find evidence that he was with someone else, just to protect myself. I don’t even know why. I should be happy that he just wanted to be with me, that he would go to his enemy to find me, but…what if I let myself fall for him again? What if he decides I’m not good enough further down the track?
No one has ever stuck around before. Only Trey, but that was different, he loved me for me, and not what my body could do for him.
Cherry knocked on the door softly. “Bath is running. Do you need anything else?”
“Thanks, Cherry. I’m good.”
She nodded, leaving the door open slightly. I moved over to his drawers and pulled out a shirt, before I headed toward the bathroom. Removing my clothing, I threw them to the corner of the room, looking at myself in the mirror.
The bruises from the fight were all over my body, a bruise on my jaw, but also a cut in my hairline, caked on blood streaked down my face.
Shit.
