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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
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Brushing her hair back from her face, she smiled up at him.

“It’s going to be okay,” he said.

“Promise?”

“Count on it.”

“Thank you.”

“Close your eyes. Go to sleep.” He kissed her head, stepping back so the others did the same.

They were leaving as Edge arrived. He slipped into her bedroom, and Tank watched his club President.

Edge changed the moment he thought he was alone with Leah.

Tank had witnessed it himself. They all called him Mr. Emotionless, but that was far from the truth. Edge, out of all of them, kept his emotions in check. It was why he was the last one to tell them how he felt about Leah.

He was also always the first man to take care of men and women who threatened the club. The monster in Edge had been tamed by a little brunette.

It was actually rather nice to see.

Edge stood up and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

“We’ve got two weeks. Marcel offered us all congratulations,” Edge said.

“You told him?” Junior asked.

“I wasn’t going to lie to him. This is how we conduct business. I want to take care of Leah’s mom once and for all. I don’t want her to worry about our child’s safety. She is our priority. Leah must be protected and safe at all times. Trick and I are going to deal with that. Junior, Dig, and Tank, I want you to handle the decorating of the nursery. I don’t want Leah stressing about anything. All of the hard work will be done.”

With the snap of his fingers, the orders were complete.

Tank had never decorated a nursery before. It was going to be a crash course.

Chapter Thirteen

Trick stared up at the apartment that just had five men leave. All of them looked a little worse for wear. Their clothing looked like it hadn’t seen the inside of a washing machine.

“What’s the plan?” Trick asked.

He wanted to get back to the clubhouse so he could help with the baby and with everything. Leah was pregnant with their baby. He didn’t see it as his, or one of the guys’. The baby and Leah were part of all of them.

“Give her this. Force her to take it all without her even knowing it,” Edge said, holding the dope in a gloved hand. “We don’t touch anything. I’ve already got our guy on standby.”

“You know we could just leave her to get herself killed,” Trick said. “From the looks of those guys, she doesn’t exactly take her safety into account.”

“She hadn’t seen her daughter in years, and the first thing she did when Leah came to town was to sell her for a debt. This whore knows where we live, and if she knows Leah is carrying our child, she’d use it. Once an addict, always an addict. This woman has grated on my nerves for the last freaking time. I want her out.”

“And if Leah changes her mind?” Trick asked. “We’ve killed her family.”

“No, we are her family. Family doesn’t have to come by blood, Trick. You know that. Family is what comes from the people who stay by your side through thick and thin without thinking about themselves. We’ve got each other’s backs. We take care of each other, and now we will take care of Leah and our child.”

Edge climbed out of the car.

Trick did the same, stretching as he did.

No one came out to greet them. They made their way to Leah’s mother’s apartment. The door was already open, and well, it wasn’t like it was a shock to see her getting fucked hard and fast by three men.

She wouldn’t have been able to greet them. Her mouth was full to the brim with dick. She also had a guy in her ass and her pussy.

It was a fuck-fest, and it didn’t even look like she was taking part, just being used for what the men wanted.

“Get out,” Edge said, pulling out his gun.

The man in her mouth pulled out and turned to glare at him. The moment they caught sight of their leather cuts, all of the men backed up a step, and then another.

It was amusing to watch, but they didn’t have the time for this. Trick wanted this done and over with.

“Unless you guys want to deal with her debt with us, I suggest you all back the fuck off, and let us handle her,” Edge said.

“We don’t want no trouble,” the man said, pulling up his jeans.

Edge handed them some dope. “Consider this payment for you all to forget that you were here.”

They took the drugs Edge handed to them and left without another word.

“What are you doing here? What debt?” Leah’s mother asked, rolling over. She didn’t even close her legs as she grabbed a joint out of the ashtray. She lit up, blowing up a billow of smoke into the air.


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