Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
My vision tinted red, and I clenched my jaw. Snarling, I poured myself a drink. Coming here this late was a bad fucking idea, apparently. It was too crowded for her to pick me out, even if I was sitting in the same spot.
I quickly downed every bit of liquid in the glass before pouring another glass full, drinking that down, too, my angry gaze focusing on Athena who was grinding on that fucker’s lap like her life depended on it.
When he broke the fucking rules and licked her nipple, making her jerk back from him in horror, her green eyes wide in alarm, I was out of my seat in a flash. Chelsea shouted my name, and Athena snapped her wide eyes up to mine, her eyes widening in shock. She quickly got up right before I grabbed the fucker and wrenched him out of his seat.
“Seb!” Athena yelled, gripping my arm. I shrugged her off, shoving the asshole against the stage, leaning him back over it.
“What the fuck, man?!” the guy yelled at me, red coloring his face. He was pissed, and he shoved at me, trying to get me off of him, but I easily had a good fifty pounds on him.
“You had no fucking right to touch her,” I snarled in his face. Athena was pulling on my cut, yelling my name. Chelsea was shouting at me, but she didn’t dare come close. Chelsea had seen enough fights in this club break out to know getting between one was never a good decision.
“I paid for her!” he yelled at me.
My fist connected with his face so fucking hard, I knocked one of his teeth loose. He spit it in my face, and I lost my shit. I shrugged Athena off of me, and everything went dark. I wasn’t aware of a single fucking thing I was doing, but when my jaw roughly hit the floor, I blinked, the room coming back into focus.
The asshole who had licked my woman was lying unconscious on the floor, his face barely recognizable. Athena was shaking and sobbing in Chelsea’s arms. Two officers had me pinned to the floor, and multiple phones were out to record me.
“Mother fucker,” I snarled, shutting my eyes.
One of the officers began reading me my Miranda rights. I forced my eyes open and looked up at Athena, trying to convey how fucking sorry I was. I never meant to scare her. I never wanted her to see this part of me—that part of me that was uncontrollable. The monster I kept locked away.
It didn’t surprise me that she was the one who’d been able to make him come out to play. And it wasn’t even her fault. She’d just been working. She hadn’t asked that son of a bitch to touch her.
She shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut. Chelsea was silently crying as well as the officers wrenched me to my feet, pulling roughly on my arms. One of them had a bloody lip, and the other was sporting a broken, bleeding nose. I cringed.
Fuck. This wasn’t going to easily go away. I had a clean record, but this was too many charges to get off easy on. Looking around me, I surveyed the damage. I’d broken two tables. Numerous glasses were shattered. I’d clearly assaulted two officers, and three paramedics were working on strapping the fucker I’d attacked to a gurney to get him to the hospital.
“I called Adler,” Chelsea told me as the officers shoved me through the crowd.
I nodded once, fixing my eyes on the floor. Athena’s hand brushed my arm, and I swung my eyes to look at her, surprised at her touch. She hiccupped, her lips trembling. I fucking hated myself at that moment. I never wanted to upset her like this.
“I’m still here,” she whispered, her voice cracking in several places, shattering my fucking heart.
I was forced past her before I could respond.
“What the absolute fuck were you thinking?” Adler snarled as he slammed his truck door shut. He jabbed his key in the ignition before backing out of the parking spot, heading toward the clubhouse. I had a court hearing in two months, and my savings account was currently nearly empty due to having to pay five thousand dollars just to bail myself out.
“I wasn’t,” I grunted.
He heavily sighed and shook his head, hitting his turn signal to get on Highway 15. “Fucking hell, Seb. I’m going to do what I can to try to get you out of this or, at the very least, keep you out of jail, but fuck man, you really screwed up.”
I knew that, but fuck, he’d licked her. I’d seen the horror in her eyes and just lost it. He couldn’t tell me he wouldn’t do the same for Cecily. He and I both knew he would. But it didn’t mean losing control like I had didn’t have consequences.