Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
“Actually, we came to give you a gift,” Trick said. He moved into the apartment as Edge shut the door.
“What gift?” She still looked nervous but now was also curious.
“This of course,” he said, holding up the bag they wanted her to snort up her nose. She looked so happy to see all of that white powder.
This was what she sold Leah for.
“This can all be yours,” Edge said. “So long as you snort what we tell you. Snort what we tell you to, and it’s all yours. No questions asked. No payment. Then you don’t need anything else.”
“Leah’s pussy must be pretty fucking special for you to give me this. I’m game. Give it to me.”
“Are you not going to ask how she is?” Trick asked.
“Why would I do that? I didn’t want the brat in the first place. Near about tore my pussy in half pushing her out. She’s nothing to me. You can have her.” She didn’t put any clothes on, merely rubbed her hands together.
Her body was covered in bruises, and it looked like she had dried semen on her.
This woman sickened him.
Trick laid out the lines she would need. This wasn’t some mixed up shit. These drugs were the real deal, and ten lines, she wouldn’t be able to finish. No way, and if she did, well, he’d start another ten.
“You two care to join me?” she asked, sniffing two within seconds.
Trick stepped back, not wanting anything on him.
“No, you snort it all up,” Edge said. “This is all for you because you deserve this.”
He stared at the club President. There was nothing in the man’s face.
No pain.
No guilt.
No remorse.
This was another reason they’d voted Edge as their leader.
He made the decisions and stuck by them. This was one of those choices. They were doing this for Leah, and after what he heard and witnessed, this was the best way to deal with this woman.
After she had snorted five long lines, she hacked up a bit, spitting on the floor but not wiping her mouth.
“This is good. This is so good.”
Her voice began to slur, and Trick watched.
“Just another one, or two, if you can handle it,” Edge said, his voice soft.
They left after she had done eight lines.
They watched her overdose, choking on her vomit as foam came out of her mouth. This was a job that needed to be done for the safety of their woman.
****
Three months later
Leah stroked her expanding stomach. She truly couldn’t believe that it had been three months since she found out she was pregnant, and according to the doctor she hadn’t been that far along, and was now due in just five months.
Five months when she’d find out if she had a boy or a girl. Tank, Edge, and Dig wanted to know the sex of the baby, even though the nursery was painted a nice neutral yellow. She loved the color of sunshine, and since she’d gotten pregnant, one of her favorite things to do was to watch the sun rise in the morning and set at night.
Seeing the sun disappear always helped her to feel calm, like nothing was going to bother her in the world.
Like now, she sat on one of the benches, drinking a glass of water. Tea and coffee were out of the question. She’d also stopped eating nuts and cheese for the baby as well. Nothing was going to harm her child.
The instant she had taken that test and learned she was pregnant, motherhood had felt way too scary, and just something she couldn’t face. Now, surrounded by the five men who loved her, she knew that no matter what, it was going to be the best experience in the world.
“I thought I’d find you here.”
Edge was always the first one out of all of her men to find her. It didn’t matter where she went or what she did, he always found her. She loved that about him.
He wrapped his arm around her, and his coffee had long been changed for tea. The scent of coffee always made her throw up. She had told him many times that she didn’t mind him drinking coffee, but he hated to see her throw up.
“I love it out here.”
“Are you sure?”
Just the other day, Edge and the guys brought her a bunch of paperwork, with different houses. They had wanted her to pick a place that she could call her own. She had a home.
The clubhouse was her home, and they had all said to her at different times they were not getting any other members. This was their club, and now it was her home. There was nowhere else she wanted to be. There was already a nursery, and they’d been working on a play area out in the back.
For her, it felt like home.