The first time she cooked for us, it was completely inedible. She laughed and said it will be better next time and true to her word it was.My phone pings with a new message and I find myself smiling at the screen when I see it’s a text from Dylan.Dylan: Hey babe, don’t forget about dinner tonight.
After battling traffic, I drive into the driveway and it to the garage. I see Dylan’s bike and smile. I climb out and grab my things. Lock the car and lock the garage down. I enter the kitchen through the adjoining door and the smell of lasagne and garlic bread fills my senses.“Honey’s I’m home!” I
Rebel POV.Seven months. It has been seven months since I told them I was pregnant. I only have two weeks left and my feet are killing me and so is my back.I have this duck pregnancy waddle down. Even Lubov rolls her eyes when I’m waddling through the house. But she doesn’t leave my side.For the l
I have been tortured in exercises, shot and stabbed, but this pain is nothing like any of that. Now I know how the victims in the film Alien felt like as the alien burst through their chests. Fuck!“Ok, come on. Dylan will meet us at the hospital.” He says as he helps me to my feet. I don’t have any
Rebel POV.FIVE YEARS LATER!I’m sitting on the patio with my mom as I watch Harry sitting in front of my dad as he rides around the bike track that trails around the mansion.“Momma, look it. Look momma.” I chuckle as I smile at him. My dad smiles at me as he rides slowly past us. Harry squealing w
“Be careful Harry.” I call after him but he never listens. He launches himself at Dante and he swoops him up and throws him in the air and catches him. Mom helps me stand and we walk towards my men.“Hey baby, you feeling ok? How is our little princess doing?” Dante kisses me and rubs my belly like
Harmony POV.“Harmony, don’t forget we will be at the clubhouse when you finish work.” I stop walking out of the door and look at my momma, Rebel.“I know, momma, I will be there. Gotta run, love you.” I wave at her as I walk out of the door with my purse crossed over my chest as I walk to my car wi
“Ok, if you need me, I will be in my usual spot doing some work.” I say as I kiss Janette on her cheek and walk to my table and set up my laptop, files and get to work. I always have pens even if they are in my messy bun. I have the Moretti traits, long blonde hair and honey-coloured eyes. There is
Lucky POV.This week has been a whirlwind. The clubhouse has been crawling with lawyers and the sheriffs. I know the club members don’t mind that, because we all know why they are here.It is so strange watching Honey with the lawyers. Then I remember she was one before that piece of shit did what h
Honey POV.It feels like an eternity until my team arrives and I get word that sheriff Dalton has taken Jeremy in for questioning.I handed over everything I had to my lawyers and they have already begun their case. Now I wait for the sheriff to arrive to come and take my statement and possibly arre
“Sure. Shall we do this here?” I say as everyone looks at me and I know they already know my story.“We can if you are comfortable doing this here.” Dalton asks and I nod. I walk to a table and sit down, and the three cops follow when Lucky sits down beside me. He takes my hand in his and gives a sq
Honey POV.The look on Lucky’s face is priceless. I don’t know what came over me. I just jumped straight into lawyer mode when he told me that Jeremy turned up at the clubhouse with the cops and a lawyer. He wants me to go with him calmly, easily. Well, he can kiss my ass.Jeremy needs to remember w
Lucky’s POV.It has been eight days since the gruesome discovery in Honey’s apartment and eight days since she properly spoke to me. Today I am the one escorting her. We haven’t seen anything of Jeremy, but we know he is out there somewhere. Regrouping.Nova has tried to get her job back, but she ha
Honey POV.Bertha takes me by the hand and takes me into a quieter area of the clubhouse. I don’t know the woman well, but I know she is Stone’s mom. But all the guys and their women look at her like the mother of the group.“Tell me, sugar, what happened today?” She asks as she pulls a chair out an
Lucky POV.We are all currently in church. It was an emergency meeting because of what we discovered in Honey’s apartment. She doesn’t know about the bodies of the two women found in her bathroom and, for the time being, I want to keep that way.She has done so well for herself in the year she has b
Honey POV.Jeremy was in my apartment. He was fucking two women on my bed. He trashed my safe space. He defiled my bed. He has fucking found me. Oh god, he has found me! But how?What do I do? Where can I go? I need to leave. I need to leave right now. But why aren’t I moving? Why am I not answering
“Lucky, what is …”“Honey, stay in the kitchen.” But I’m too late. She walks in and gasps. The pictures are recent. Her husband was in here. He was fucking some other women on Honey’s bed.“He was here, he was here. Oh, my god he has found me. I can’t stay here, I need to go,” Honey says as she turn