Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
In her hand was an envelope. It had his name on the front, which made no sense. Any mail that came always came addressed by his real name, George Erickson. A name he fucking hated.
“Where was it?”
“Near your bike,” she said.
Taking the envelope from her, he tore it open. There was a USB key, as well as some pictures.
“Is that—”
Big Dick got to his feet, left the main bar, and went straight to Smokey’s office.
Smokey had his head bent over some figures.
“I need to use your computer.”
Larissa had followed him into the office, but he ignored her. Smokey was confused but nodded at the computer.
Big Dick hated the fucking things, but he knew how to work them. It was already loaded and he slid the USB key into the computer, and there was a single video. Something twisted in his gut and he didn’t like this. He wasn’t going to like any of this.
At first, the scene wasn’t in focus, but then he spotted Harlow, and he had to think back to when she wore a purple dress. Her birthday. She was outside, but then he watched as someone came into focus. Hunter.
Hunter pulled his sister back, and Big Dick felt his anger grow. That was why Harlow didn’t want to say anything. She’d been with Hunter.
“Big Dick,” Smokey said.
He wasn’t listening. He watched the video, as much as he could stand, seeing his sister in the car.
“Big Dick!”
Leaving the office, he looked around the main clubhouse and didn’t see Hunter. When he heard a bike returning, he just knew. He stepped out of the main clubhouse and into the cold, but he didn’t feel the biting chill.
Hunter was the father of his sister’s baby.
Hunter was the boyfriend.
His own club brother.
Big Dick waited for him to climb off his bike, and then took a few steps toward him. The brother he had trusted, the one who had promised to take care of Harlow.
Harlow had told him it was over. His sister had been run off the road because of the club. Her life had been put in danger, and Big Dick knew she had been the easiest of targets, because he had thought she would be overlooked. All the while, their enemies knew the truth.
Anger, unlike anything he had ever felt before, rose in him.
Hunter looked up and could see that Big Dick knew everything. Hunter didn’t block the first blow, nor the second.
Big Dick saw red. Harlow had quit her job. She was distancing herself from the club, and it was because of this man.
“What’s the matter? You’re not going to fight back?” Big Dick asked.
The club members had started to come outside.
“Enough,” Smokey said.
Hunter lifted his hand. “It’s fine. Did she tell you?”
Big Dick hit him again and then again. “No, she didn’t tell me.”
“You were filmed,” Smokey said. “Someone sent pictures and a video of you and Harlow on the night of her birthday.”
Hunter looked at Big Dick.
“I told you. I told everyone my sister was to be left alone.”
There was blood pouring from Hunter’s nose and his lip. He hadn’t put up a fight.
“You’re the reason she went out of town, aren’t you?” Big Dick asked.
“I ended it,” Hunter said.
Big Dick hit him again and Hunter fell to the ground.
“How?”
“Come on, Big Dick,” Hunter said. “You and I both know that me and your sister would only be a short-term thing. There are plenty of other pussies in the sea.”
Big Dick kicked him.
“Harlow was my first virgin,” Hunter said.
The man wasn’t fighting back, and even as Big Dick wanted to kill him, he also knew what was happening. Hunter wanted to be beaten. That was why he wasn’t putting up a fight.
Big Dick had watched Hunter fight. He had seen him, and he was merciless. No one bested him. He doubted even Smokey could best him. Hunter was an animal. Smokey only ever used Hunter as a last resort, because the mess he made was not an easy cleanup.
“You’re dead to me. Do you understand me? Dead.”
With that, Big Dick spat in his face and then stormed off. He had a sister to go and see.
****
Harlow finished serving her last customer when Ava rushed to her. “Hunter!”
“What?” Harlow asked, frowning.
“You and Hunter were together?”
She had no idea what was going on. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Smokey just called me. Your brother is on his way and he knows about you and Hunter.”
Harlow felt sick to her stomach. This couldn’t be happening. Her brother shouldn’t know. She had only just told Hunter that very morning that she would never tell anyone. How did George know?
She didn’t have a chance to prepare as she heard the bike pull up in front of the bakery. George climbed off the bike, and he wasn’t even wearing a helmet. She couldn’t remember a time she had been so nervous. Her big brother had always been the one she found comfort in, who she loved and adored.