The Regional Reaper's clubhouse was a lively, vibrant venue that pulsed with energy every night. Located in a secluded part of the clan’s territory, the building was designed to offer a private, exclusive space where members could unwind and have fun. And thanks to Godfather Marco's high end tastes, it was much different than any other MC clubhouse in the EU. Lavishly decorated, the club featured plush couches, glittering chandeliers, and state-of-the-art sound systems. The walls were adorned with vibrant artwork and neon lights, creating a futuristic and edgy atmosphere. Each night, the club was transformed into a new theme, from glamorous masquerade balls to neon-lit raves. Clan members would dress up accordingly, showcasing their creativity and flair. Upon entering, the loud thumping of music and flashing lights from the dance floor greeted you immediately. The air was electric, filled with the excitement and laughter of clan members as they danced, socialized, and enjoyed themse
Hardin grabbed Velia by the arm and dragged her toward a servant's entrance door located in a dark back corner, his face flushed with anger as he saw how exposed his sister was and how men continued to eye her."There are things you need to stop doing," Hardin hissed, his voice stern."If a man tells you to pick something up for him, ignore him. Do you hear me?" he demanded, his eyes narrowing.Velia nodded silently, looking down. She was ashamed that her brother was angry with her but she hadn't known what else to do."I don't think you should be working here," Hardin added. He scrubbed a hand over his face, his jaw clenched. "You wait for me right here. I'll be back."He turned to leave, planning to return to the bar, but Venom came down the hall, Blade right behind him. The Alpha disappeared into a door and Hardin immediately followed, his eyes fixed on them.Hardin tried to follow Venom into the room but Blade threw up a hand to his chest. "Let me in. I need to talk to him," Hard
HE NEXT MORNINGDining RoomThe dining hall was as grand as the rest of the place, with soaring ceilings and expansive windows that let in natural light. A long wooden table stretched down the center of the room, surrounded by chairs. The table was always neatly set with plates, glasses, and silverware, ready for the pack members to gather for their daily meals.The walls were decorated with intricate wallpaper, and tall wooden cabinets lined the room, holding fine china and other dining essentials. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, inviting glow.As the pack members settled uncomfortably to eat, a procession of maids emerged from the kitchen with a variety of dishes. Most of the members of the MC would prefer to sprawl out and eat outside or on one of the couches but Godfather Marco insisted they all dine together when they were at the house. All eyes immediately fell on Velia as she carried the dishes given to her, making her cheeks heat."I think you’re the
Velia stretched wearily. She had been working non-stop today, and she wasn't used to it. She had to admit that her brother usually handled the bulk of the work. The thought of him made her sigh. She hadn’t seen him all day, and she missed him."We’re done for now. Let’s rest before the party tonight," Star said beside her.A sigh of relief escaped her before she followed Star to the maid quarters. As they approached, the loud sound of a machine distracted them. Glancing out the window. they saw Venom climbing off his bike, his face flushed with anger.Velia gasped and quickly looked away, fear creeping in. Stomping across the lawn, Venom shoved open the door and strode decisively toward her. His eyes pinned her in place. "Follow me," he growled.Velia swallowed hard but didn't dare disobey. She scrambled to follow behind, confused. "What’s wrong?" she asked.Venom didn’t answer, continuing until they reached his room. The door was open, and they entered. Harmony gasped at the vast sp
"You can go in," the guard said, nodding at Hardin. He had been called from the bar by Virus and now stood at the entrance, observing the scene. Virus had his tongue down a girl's throat, but he quickly dismissed her when he noticed Hardin."What am I here for?" Hardin asked coldly, his eyes narrowing.Virus smirked. "Why don’t you take a seat first?" He gestured to a chair. Hardin sat, his eyes scanning the room."I had to beg Venom a million times before he finally agreed to let me have you," Virus said, his smile widening. "But the decision is yours, of course. I can't force you if you're not interested."Hardin raised an eyebrow. "Have me? Why do you want me?"Virus leaned forward, eyes gleaming. "I like your vibe, Hardin. I think you'd be very useful to me."Hardin scoffed. "What if I don’t want to do it?"Virus shrugged. "That's up to you. But think about it. Working here means you can protect your sister. You can even get her out of here."Hardin’s expression softened slightly
Startled, Velia's eyes flew open, her body trembling. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... please don't be mad," she begged, her voice shaky.Venom’s expression remained unreadable, but a trace of amusement laced his voice. "What are you doing in my bed?"Velia’s face flushed with embarrassment as she stammered, "I-I wasn’t tired... but you didn’t come... it wasn’t intentional..."His gaze moved up and down her body before he spoke again, his voice cold and controlled. "Don't let it happen again. Leave."Velia hastily obeyed, her heart racing as she approached the door. Just as she was about to exit, Venom’s voice called out."Stop."She turned back, her eyes wide with fear. "Y-yes?"His expression was still unreadable, but there was a hint of curiosity in his voice. "I’m hungry. Can you cook?"Relief and nervousness flickered across Venom’s face. "Y-yes. W-what do you want me to cook?"His gaze seemed to pierce her soul. "Something light and quick. And, Lupetta, don’t poison it."Fear
The dimly lit room pulsed with the rhythmic thumping of music, the air thick with anticipation. Godfather Marco, Virus, and Venom sat in a plush, velvet-draped area, sipping fine scotch as they gazed out at the spectacle before them.The strip club's main stage showcased a mesmerizing performance, with professional dancers expertly entertaining the rowdy crowd. As the MC celebrated their recent victory in securing the money, the atmosphere was electric. Cheers and whistles filled the air, accompanied by the clinking of glasses and the occasional burst of laughter.The three leaders, however, were more subdued, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and calculation. Godfather Marco, resplendent in his ubiquitous tailored suit, nodded approvingly as he watched the performance, his eyes gleaming with a hint of pride. Virus, meanwhile, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, a sly grin spreading across his face. Venom, ever the enigma, observed the scene with an air of quiet intensity, h
The Next MorningVirus and Venom entered Godfather Marco's room together. He was already there, his pipe between his lips, a broad smile on his face."Why are we here?" Venom asked coolly, his expression disinterested."Can't I just miss my boys?" Godfather Marco asked with a twinkle in his eye. Virus chuckled as they sat down opposite him."We saw you last night," Venom responded shortly. Marco shrugged, his smile only growing. "Ah, you caught me. But I do have an assignment for you."Venom and Virus both listened, Virus leaning forward in his seat while Venom steepled his fingers in front of his tightening mouth."There will be a party tomorrow night," Marco continued. "It’s for the MC pack heirs to meet. It’s an annual tradition, and surprisingly, it’s our pack’s turn to host this year. It will be the party of the century!" Godfather Marco exclaimed.Virus and Venom exchanged a skeptical glance. "So what are we supposed to do?" Virus asked."You're going to make the preparations. T
The news of Victor Conti's death spread like wildfire, racing through the country's communication channels with lightning speed. The clan's members were in a state of confusion and curiosity, their whispers and speculations filling the air.In a dimly lit room, a figure watched the news unfold on TV, his face hidden behind a mask. Overlord Rosario let out a low chuckle, his eyes gleaming with admiration."Victor, you were a true loyalist," he said, his voice dripping with respect. "I'm impressed. You chose to die rather than betray me. That takes courage."Rosario leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together as he continued to watch the news. "Your sacrifice won't go unnoticed, Conti. Your pack will be promoted, and your legacy will live on."As the news anchor spoke of Conti’s death, Rosario's mask glinted in the flickering light. He was a man who valued loyalty above all else, and Conti's final act had earned his respect."Your death will be a catalyst for change, my fri
Velia’s hands trembled faintly as she guided Venom toward the bedroom, her fingers pressing gently against his waist to steady him. The bath had been a quiet affair, the warm water lapping against his skin as she’d washed away the grime and blood with careful, deliberate strokes. Now, his damp hair clung to his forehead in dark tendrils, and the faint scent of soap mingled with something earthier—something uniquely him—that made her chest tighten. He leaned into her as they moved, his weight a solid, unyielding presence against her smaller frame, and she could feel the heat radiating from his body despite the coolness of the evening air filtering through the cracked window. She maneuvered him toward the bed, her breath catching as she eased him down onto the silky bedding. The mattress creaked under his weight, a soft protest that broke the stillness of the room. Velia’s hands lingered on his shoulders for a moment longer than necessary, her fingertips brushing against the taut musc
Red Viper ClubVictor Conti, the Alpha of Black Mamba MC, stepped out of his sleek black car and onto the dimly lit street. He slicked back his shining black hair, his eyes scanning the surrounding area with a hint of paranoia. This was his favorite club, Red Viper, a place where he could let his guard down and be himself without fear of judgment. But it was also a secret he kept hidden from the rest of the world, a secret that could ruin his ruthless reputation. Red Viper was a gay club, and Conti knew that his association with it would be seen as a weakness by his enemies and even mean his death by some of his own people.As he entered the club, the bouncer gave him a subtle nod, and Conti slipped inside unnoticed. The pulsating music and flashing lights enveloped him, and he made his way to the bar, his eyes scanning the crowd with a mix of excitement and caution. Before tonight, he had always been careful to keep his visits to the club secret, using underground entrances and secre
Snake stretched lazily and rolled around on the bed, opening her eyes to find the room too bright. She quickly closed them, realizing that someone must have left the window open. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she was surprised to see someone emerging from the bathroom, wearing only boxers and a towel around his neck. Her eyes widened in shock as she recognized the person, and she quickly sat up, her face flushing with embarrassment."What the hell are you doing in my room?" she asked angrily, her brow furrowed in annoyance."Your room?" Hardin asked blankly, his expression confused. He looked around the room, his eyes squinting slightly.She finally looked around, realizing that the room wasn't hers. Her eyes widened in shock, and her mouth dropped open."Why...am I...here?" she asked nervously, her voice trembling slightly."I should be the one asking you that," Hardin scoffed, his expression incredulous. "You're the one who showed up in my room without invitation and started st
Her eyes were closed, her lips poker-straight as she moved closer to him. Venom stared at her lips, still trying to figure out what she was up to. Suddenly, he stood up, and she was dumped unceremoniously from his lap. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked, not realizing she had been trying to kiss him. But Velia didn't respond. She had curled up on the thick rug and was sound asleep at his feet. Rubbing the back of his neck, he looked at her for several heartbeats before going to his bedroom, grabbing a throw blanket and covering her. He left the painting room and lay on his bed for a moment wondering what to do but then he remembered what Hacker had told him. A big smile spread across his face. He was going hunting...***"Hey," Mauler said, entering her sister's room. Sniper was throwing darts at a board and didn't even acknowledge her presence. "What was that all about?" Mauler asked again, and Sniper finally looked at her. "What are you talking about?" Sniper asked coldl
Hardin stood outside Virus's door, his heart racing with anticipation. He had been wondering about Venom's motives for weeks, and he knew that Virus was the only one who could provide answers.He took a deep breath and entered the room. Virus looked up from his bed, a hint of surprise on his face."Hardin. What brings you here?"Hardin didn't waste any time. "Why did the Alpha only torture my sister? Why not both of us, since Antonio is my father too?"Virus's expression turned cold. "Venom gave you to me, Hardin. If he hadn't, you would have suffered the same fate as your sister."Hardin's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean?"Virus's voice was laced with venom. "My brother spared you because I owned you, but if he hadn't, you would have begged for death. I saved you from that."Hardin felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.Suddenly, Virus's expression changed. "Wait a minute...you're not...Vegas, are you?""No, I'm not Vegas," he said quickly.
Her hand hovering over the phone, Velia debated whether to call the pack doctor. Venom's injuries were severe, and he needed medical attention ASAP. But something held her back. She remembered how he had kept his wounds hidden from the rest of the pack, always taking care of himself. Maybe he wanted to keep this a secret too.With a sense of deja vu, Velia searched the room and found a stash of medical supplied. She was lucky; Venom always prepared for the worst. She got to work, carefully removing the bullets from his body, including the one on his shoulder which was almost in the exact place the first bullet she had removed from him had been. Her hands trembled, but she focused on the task at hand.As she treated and bandaged each wound, Velia couldn't help but wonder why he had kept this from everyone. Last time, his enemies were hunting him. She could understand that. But now, they were surrounded by his pack. Could he possibly trust her more than the others? The thought sent a wa
The SyndicateThe twins went to their father's room where he was waiting for them, a wide grin spreading across his face as they entered. They both bowed, their heads lowered in respect."So, how was the place?" Pedro asked, his eyes gleaming with interest. "Let's hear it.""Venom attacked Roman," Rico said excitedly. "He even threatened to kill him."Pedro's grin grew wider. "That asshole is more dangerous than I thought, but that's a bonus for us.""I think he will be losing his life soon," Rico added, his expression serious.Pedro's eyes narrowed. "Were you able to talk to Roman?"Rico nodded nervously. "We talked a little."Pedro's smirk returned. "I hope you'll have a good report for me."He turned to his daughter, his expression cold. "And shat about you?"Rica shifted uncomfortably. "Dad, I can't just get close to him. We've never met and he's not interested in me."Pedro's face twisted in anger. Pulling out a pistol, he shot Rica in the shoulder. She screamed in pain as he wal
kay then," Roman said, settling a practiced smile on his lips, his dark eyes flicking to the gun on the table."With me. Now," Venom commanded Velia, who was trying to control the shivering in her limbs. She scurried after him, her eyes wide with fear. She didn't dare look behind her where the guests watched in surprise. Excited mumurs broke out over the showdown over the new slave. "Well, well. This party just got a lot more interesting," Rico chuckled, sipping from his drink. Rica rolled her eyes, her expression disapproving. "I don't think so," she said, shaking her head. As the party continued, Venom grabbed Velia's hand, pulling her along to meet his longer stride. He started dragging her toward his rooms, his MC members watching curiously. "What's going on?" Mauler whispered to Ghost as Velia was dragged past them. Ghost shrugged. They had gone to change after shopping and had missed the drama in the party.Snake watched from where she was standing, her eyes narrowed, furious