Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45228 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45228 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
"A vile cunt who will no longer walk the earth after tonight."
"That's the club business you're going to deal with?"
"It is. I want to be completely transparent, Drew."
Thud. Thud. Thud.
"What is it? Is he the one who killed my aunt and that other woman?"
"We're not sure, baby. The man who killed Koyn's family is Magna, the president of Demon MC."
My stomach drops, a cold sweat breaking over me. "Remy," I breathe, closing my eyes.
"He's not there. He left town the day you came home with me.”
Standing, I walk around his desk, my mind racing. "Is it dangerous going there?"
"We have the numbers on our side."
"I need to pee," I choke out, heading toward the bathroom door.
"Drew," he calls out. My palm hovers on the handle. "I promise Remy isn't there. He's in California."
"I believe you." I turn to look at him over my shoulder. "I trust you." My words appear to bring him a little peace. His muscles relax, but a tight smile stretches his lips.
"Baby," Alec calls me over, slipping his arms around me and pinning me to his chest. "Can you have Jackie and the girls sort a couple rooms and some food for when we get back? Don't wait up for me, okay?"
"Should I be worried?" I ask, nausea stirring my stomach.
"No." He almost laughs. A beautiful tilt of his lips puts me at ease. His lips claim mine, his tongue plundering my mouth like a starving man. "Mmmm, you taste so fucking good."
"Prez, we're rolling out," Kai interrupts. He's strapped to the nines, a wild gleam in his eyes.
"Be safe."
"Don't worry, Princess. I’ve got his back."
Twenty-Three
Alec
Two hours later…
Carnage everywhere. The fuckers had no clue we were coming. Halo shut their camera down, and we infiltrated their shithole club. Half of them didn’t even have time to reach for their weapons. Kai went in with AK-47, lighting the place up like a warzone. Lucky for us, their club is way out in the sticks—not a lot of people around to hear their pleas for life. Koyn went in with a knife slicing and fucking dicing causing pain turning the place into a bloodbath. Motherfucker had cause and the devil riding his back. But Magna is a slippery fuck. There was no sign of him.
Koyn comes marching from the back rooms, a naked female over his shoulder, ass in the air, pussy on display for all to fucking see.
“Spoils of war?” Kai asks, eyes wide, tongue almost dropping to his chin.
My blade is under his chin in a heartbeat, the vein in his neck jumping. “We ain’t about that shit. Never let a thought like that cross your perverted fucking mind again or I’ll drain you and dump you with the rest of the filth.”
When we get outside, Koyn loads the girl into a truck and peels out of the lot.
“The girl?” I ask Copper, watching his taillights fade from sight.
“She looks like Blaire, his kid.”
Well…shit. I point to the massacre behind us. “You want the bodies to leave a message?”
“No. Burn it to ash.” Good fucking choice.
After showering the blood from my skin, I find Drew working the bar, the place buzzing with adrenaline-filled bastards wanting to party into the early hours. It’s late, and although we didn’t get Magna, I feel good about putting down the Demon club. They were rapists and murdering filth. My hands aren’t clean of blood, but I don’t rape and kill women for sport.
“Thanks for hosting us tonight. Your loyalty and backup tonight won’t be forgotten.” Copper pats my shoulder, handing me a bottle of beer. “She your ol’ lady?” he asks, watching me watch Drew.
“She’s my everything.” I smirk, clinking my bottle with his and taking a mouthful. My hand strangles the neck when one of the visitors grabs Drew’s ass as she attempts to walk past him. Copper tenses beside me, feeding off my energy. “Let me deal with that,” he says. I grab his arm, stopping him from moving, and jerk my chin for him to keep watching. Spinning around, Drew raises her leg and kicks out with her foot, crushing straight into his junk. He howls, falling forward, cupping his junk, and she grabs his head and slams it down on her knee. “Don’t fucking touch me, asshole,” she barks. Loud roars of laughter ring out. My muscles loosen, the rage pumping through my veins easing with every step she gets closer toward me. “I like her,” Copper announces with pride. Yeah, buddy, me fucking too.
The night fades to morning. Everyone’s either passed out or fucking in their rooms, the halls, bathrooms. I sit at my desk, watching Drew undress. “Did you find out if it was a Demon committing the murders?” she yawns, utterly unaware of how fucking stunning she is in her cotton panties and nothing else. My cock is rock hard, gagging to be buried balls deep inside her.