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.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
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.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,
“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
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
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
Honey POV.Looking at myself in the mirror at what I am wearing, hoping it isn’t too casual. I have chosen pale blue skinny ripped jeans, a white v-neck short-sleeved t-shirt. My white and pink converse a denim jacket and my hair is up in another messy bun. I am assuming we are going on Lucky’s bike
Lucky’s POV.I stiffen slightly before she turns back to her drink. Did she … Did she just ask me to fuck her? I must be hearing that wrong, right?“Honey, erm, baby. What did you just say?” I ask her and she looks at me and tilts her head to the side, she looks confused.“I said what I said. Don’t
Honey’s POV.Swallowing one’s pride is never easy to do, but I have to, and I have to admit defeat. Defeat that I thought I was strong enough to fight this fucker alone. I don’t even know what happened that day.I was feeling good one minute and the next, all my energy just left the damn building. I
Lucky’s POV.I rode like the hounds of hell were on my tail. I rode through red lights and everything. I didn’t stop. I needed to get to my girl. Nothing was going to stop me.Luckily for me, the roads were quiet. Lucky by name, Lucky by nature. I pulled up at the hospital to see Judge pacing outsid
Lucky’s POV.I have had one of the prospects watching Honey from a far for a few days, as I have been called back to the clubhouse over a new development that needs my attention.“CHURCH!” I shout as I stalk through the clubhouse and towards the conference room. I take my seat at the head of the tab
Honey POV.It has been weeks since I saw Lucky and many more chemo treatments within that time. I haven’t left the house. The only time I do leave is for treatment. I have all my shopping delivered to the house. I can’t face the world right now. I have had my bout of energy and now I have crashed.B
Lucky’s POV.I drove momma Bertha back, and the drive back was silent as thoughts swirled around my head. Honey is as stubborn as a bull, but the look in her eyes when she saw me made my heart break further. Honey has been through so much, and it is not fair that she is having to fight this fucking
“Ok, are you eating enough at home?” She asks and I bite my lip and shake my head.“It’s kind of hard to eat when I can’t taste anything. Everything is bland, I have to add spices to my food to get some kind of flavour. I sleep a lot. I have episodes of energy, so I try to get everything done, then
Honey’s POV.I wake up with the mother of all headaches. I groan and blink as I take in the room. Just great, I didn’t even make it home. I feel a weight in my hand and turn my head to see Lucky staring into space as he holds my hand.I try to remove my hand from his when he blinks and looks at me.
Lucky’s POV.It has been nearly five months since Honey walked away for good, and I can’t say I blame her. After that night went down at the clubhouse, my brothers and their women have looked at me differently.They refuse to speak to me unless it is club related. I didn’t waste any time with Jeremy