Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
I’m already struggling, not having him in the club with me. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this clear vision of taking over for my dad and having T as my second. That’s always been the plan. The club feels different now. It’s empty. There are days I miss my brother so much that it is a struggle to do what is asked of me. Lately, I just haven’t bothered. I know Mattie and the others are picking up my slack. I also know that Dad, Bull, and the others are aware of it. If things don’t change, my old man’s going to rake my ass over the coals, and I’ll deserve it. If I don’t straighten up, my position in the club will be in question. I look over at Gabby and begin to wonder if it shouldn’t be. None of my brothers would have got so wrapped up in a woman that he would have betrayed his own blood, his brother—by blood and in the club. Not a one of them would have lied to someone who trusted them the way T trusted me.
Motherfucker.
Dom, you were begging me to get in your bed last night. You might have been drunk, but you wanted me. You can’t deny it now. I didn’t want to come. I’m tired of you making me the bad guy. You’re the one who made promises.”
“I didn’t promise you shit,” I growl, putting on my cut and intent on getting the fuck out of here.
“The hell you didn’t. You asked me to be your old lady. Promised we’d finally have what we’ve wanted all along.”
I laugh, shaking my head. She’s taking it too far now. “You just overplayed your damn hand, Gabby. I wouldn’t promise none of that shit—no matter how drunk I was. My club hates you. After the truth came out about the way you played Thomas, they don’t want your ass anywhere near the club. There’s no way they’d let you through the gates at this point. Fuck, if I gave you a motherfucking cut showing you as mine, they’d kick my ass out too. Of course, I would have to have some kind of aneurysm that made my brains explode even to do that.”
“You promised! That’s the only reason I agreed to meet you here,” she huffs. She gets up on her hands and knees to prowl across the mattress to me. “You can lie to yourself all you want, Dom, but we both know you want me. You’ve always wanted me. We’re a fire in each other’s blood. That’s always been true.”
“Whatever fire you started in me, Gabby, is gone. You burned me so bad there’s nothing left but ashes. Looking at you makes me sick.”
She jumps off the bed, not caring she has nothing on. Then again, being bashful has never been Gabby’s style. She’d walk down Main Street in London completely naked and love every minute of it. That is as long as every eye was on her, telling her how beautiful she was. I used to think it was cute and sexy how confident she was. Of course, that’s when I was under the mistaken impression that I was the only man she ever wanted.
She stands in front of me, and I can see the anger on her face. It’s leaking through the surface and overtaking the look of hunger she had just moments ago. She reaches out and pokes my chest with her finger. “You made promises, Dom, and you will keep them.”
“I didn’t and there’s nothing you can do about it anyway,” I deny.
“I’ll tell my father that you made promises to me and then, after taking my virginity, kicked me out. If you don’t think my father would move heaven and earth to retaliate because his daughter was treated like a club whore and tossed aside, you better think again.”
“I took your virginity years ago, Gabby, not last night.”
“So? My father doesn’t know when it happened. All he will know is that you took my innocence, called me a bitch, and left me in a seedy motel across from your club’s whorehouse.”
“It’s a strip joint and trust me, the only whore I’ve seen in a long time is you.” She brings her hand back and slaps me across the face. I laugh and step away from her, going to the door and slipping my feet into my boots. “I’ll give you that one, Gabby. I figure I deserve it for being stupid enough to get so drunk I let a bitch like you back into my bed.”
“I wonder how your brother will react when he knows how you’re treating me.”
“He won’t give a damn. He’s happy.”
“We’ll see,” she hums, looking way too fucking proud of herself.
Something inside me snaps. I don’t want her poison anywhere near T again. My brother is happy with his family. The last thing he needs is her toxic ass trying to fuck it all up for him again. I wrap my hand around her throat and move her back against the wall. “Stay away from me and my fucking family. You run to Daddy and try to feed him your bullshit and I swear to God, Gabby, I will rain hell down on you the likes you’ve never seen.”