Rebel POV.I stand from my bar stool; I begin to dance as I make my way through the crowd. Esmee Denters Outta Here is playing. Whoever requested this is a fucking legend. I twirl, taking out the concealed blade that is strapped to the inside of my thigh. As I twirl again, I flick my wrist and it hi
“You know nothing about me. I’m not the one who needs protection from the one who ordered your hit. Am I? so you think you know me, you’re wrong. So what you think you know about me is what I allow.” I say to him as I push off the wall and move around him for him to grab my wrist. Wrong move buster.
Dante POV.What was I thinking? I just fucked her like a whore, when she was anything but. But she got under my skin with her observation of me. Yes, it was cruel to walk away the way I did, but she got under my skin.She has been doing that since I first laid eyes on her when she was working in tha
“I will fix it. Tell her it is her assignment, and she has to stick to it.” I say to her and she chuckles, knowing that Rebel is going to hate it.“Ok, but know this, Dante. She won’t be pleased with this. I know you have some sort of history with her, but she isn’t the girl you remember. She is bro
“You don’t need to do this, you know. It’s not worth your life for taking on this contract.” I say, looking forward, and she chuckles, pressing the gun into my back.“Who said I’m here for the contract? Maybe I’m just after something else first before I kill you. After all, I’ve been paid for the jo
Scythe POV.Waking the next afternoon next to the sleeping redhead. I climb out of bed. I texted Rebel, telling her I was heading out last night, but she didn’t respond, no doubt having her own fun. I look at the sleeping woman at the side of me and I hate this part. I wake her up and tell her it’s
“Watch that eye roll, son. You will be RJ’s VP when he becomes prez.” I scoff into my bottle.“It should be Rebel.” I say and he hums in agreement.Ryder-Junior, or RJ as he is known, maybe the only boy to Angel and Savage, but he has no clue how to run this club. Granted, he is only eighteen, but s
Rebel POV.Dante places me on my feet in his bedroom, and I just glare up at him. The asshole has a shit-eating grin on his handsome face. It boils my piss that he is so smug. Bastard!“Look, as fun as this has been, I need to go. So you can shower and tuck yourself up in bed and read a bedtime stor
Jeremy POV.Sitting on my sofa with my legs apart as I swirl a tumbler of bourbon around the glass as I watch the news.I can’t believe she has the nerve to do this. Who the fuck does she think she is? My beautiful wife has changed over the past year, but I know what lies beneath that polished, prof
Lucky’s POV.There is one thing I can not deny is that Honey is smart. Too damn smart, but that is what I love about her. Even with all of this that is hanging above our heads, she has changed.I can see the determination in her eyes, that she won’t be pushed around anymore. That she reached her bre
“Some would say this is a targeted attack by you and your legal team because you want half of his assets?” She says, and I chuckle and shake my head.“Interesting, a targeted attack? Really, well I will say this, what he did to me was targeted as for half his assets. I want nothing but for him but f
Honey POV.It has been a few days since Jeremy was released on bail and this is the calm before the storm. I can feel it in the air. We are all on tender hooks waiting for the inevitable.What will be their attack? When will it happen? I know they are waiting for me and the club to lower our guard,
Honey’s POV.I have just received the call I had been waiting on all morning, the call from Jon telling me that Jeremy had been served. I had thanked him and hung up. I then turned the news on because the media have been following his fall from grace.I watch as Jeremy waves at his adoring fans when
Honey POV.Jon arrived with the divorce papers while the club members were in church. I read through each page and signed where I was supposed to.Jon had done exactly what I had asked. I wanted nothing from Jeremy. And I mean nothing. Everything that I had, he could either sell, burn or whatever. I
Lucky’s POV.I hate seeing my Honey like this. I hated seeing her last year covered in blue and black bruises. I hated that I sat back and pretended like it didn’t happen the same way Honey has been. But what I hate most about all of this is that Jeremy Fuller, golden boy of the NFL, will not let he
Honey POV.“He can’t get bail. So whoever your source is, is talking out of their …” My phone ring and I see that it is one of my lawyers, Jon Anderson, calling me.“Hello, Jon. Please tell me that what I have just heard is wrong.” I ask, trying to remain calm.“I’m sorry Honey, we don’t know how hi
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