Wicked Games 12

Wicked

What I was doing could cost me everything. But I was past caring. I had tried to fight against it. Hell I had tried with everything I had to ignore the growing attracting that was between us and it just wasn’t working.

Being apart was making us miserable. Chelsea was spiralling out of control and that was partly my fault. And I was unhappy.

Being apart made us both unhappy. But I couldn’t just ride home and tell everyone that she was my woman. As much as I wanted to.

Not if I wanted to keep control of the Black Aces anyway. There was the fact that her brother was my best friend as well. And to say he wouldn’t be happy was an understatement.

Ruin would be livid. And who could blame him? If he was fucking my kid sister, if I had one, I would have beaten him to a pulp and put her in a convent complete with a chastity belt.

I would have to tell Ruin, and soon but not yet. I wanted some time with Chelsea first. I needed to see if what I was feeling would fade. For all, I knew she