All Chapters of Hotter Than Hell: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Cori“You fucking let them get away. Duke said you would be there,” I shouted at Dax.I was losing my mind and needed someone to hurt. We were at Moon’s home which was his compound when it came to safety. Moon weathered a full-out attack here and it was probably the safest place in the state. None of that went through my head. All I could picture was Duke being tortured.Alex was pacing because he needed to murder someone. I was screaming at Dax, and he was trying to keep me from killing him. Sofia wouldn’t appreciate it and I didn’t have a gun on my skimpy fox outfit so thankfully he was safe.Dax didn’t argue with my assessment and I could read the guilt in his angry expression. He should have been there. Now, Cartwright and McDowell had Duke. He could already be dead for all we knew. It wasn’t like he would talk to them. They wouldn’t know that and it would be considered defiance. His silence would be his death sentence. Hell, even if he could talk, he wouldn’t. I was going crazy.

CoriI took her hand with my left one and she took Melina’s. I’d told them if they couldn’t swim with one arm to come back up and I would take them individually or use the rope as a guide. We’d try together first.“Don’t panic. There’s one ledge down there and everything else is wide open. Swim up or follow the air bubbles back here if you get turned around.”We took several deep breaths before going under. I had to do this quickly before they panicked. I used my right hand to feel along the wall. The flashlight gave about one foot of visibility from above. The rest of the way was pitch-black.The ledge jutted out a foot and was easy to find. If they panicked this would be the time. I gave a heavy jerk to Celina’s hand and pulled her low. I kicked off the rocks and slid completely under the ledge. When Celina was through, I dropped her hand. She came up and then Melina. We did it in one try.I had a flashlight wrapped in a plastic bag on my waist. I swam to the side, then felt around

CoriIt took us more than three hours to get back to the city and another hour through rush-hour traffic to get to Wild Fur. Moon sent his men in first and stayed with me in the SUV. Alex and Austin were with the other women at his compound. Moon didn’t want them here. He’d also left a vehicle behind with four men on Duke’s property to dispose of the bodies.The men cleared inside the Wild Fur quickly. There were two female employees cleaning and handling inventory. The place didn’t open until eight at night. They weren’t harmed and they were assured they could leave after we found Duke. The men hadn’t located him when they cleared the building. Moon and I entered and were shown the entrance to the basement.A light had been turned on. It looked no better than the club upstairs. I saw a rat scurry along the wall. Moon found the hidden door within a few minutes. He pried it open and we entered the dark room.The smell of excrement and death hit us.Death.I couldn’t breathe.In the sha

DukeMy biggest problem was boredom. It almost went hand in hand with people poking and prodding constantly. I didn’t live at the clubhouse for a reason. If it weren’t for Cori, I would have found a way to escape Moon’s place the first day. Maybe. I was fooling myself. The ability to lift a spoon to my lips was pushing things.I remembered little about what happened at Wild Fur. Between blood loss and the damage to my stomach, I should have died in oblivion. Things were foggy since waking too. I remembered telling Cori I loved her. It just came out. I hadn’t practiced speaking in years. It was something I did when younger when no one was around. I never felt comfortable with the sound of my voice and eventually decided it wasn’t necessary. That was true until Cori. There were things she needed to hear. Cori hadn’t asked me to speak since it happened. I doubted she even understood what I’d said.My grandfather took me in when my dad went to prison for almost killing me. They were the b

CoriLife slowly returned to normal, though my new normal was much different than the old one. Things changed more after the cast came off and Duke could ride again. That’s when I became a true biker bitch.I blinged the shit out of my newly purchased black wardrobe and made that shit look good. I had standing orders from the other old ladies too. The club whores and I had a talk and we seemed to be on good terms. My end of that conversation was short.“Keep your hands off my man and we won’t have a problem. Touch him, even when I’m not around, and you’ll lose a fucking nipple, we clear?”They were fine with it. I understood their world. Respect was key. I had no problem with their choices as long as they respected me and my man.Dax’s club was a community of misfits and I fit in like I never thought I could. They didn’t care that I arrived in five-inch stilettos, looking like I was heading to a ritzy club. They accepted me as Duke’s old lady.Duke spoke to Dax and arranged a week off