Semua Bab Cursed Kings MC Books 1-4: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Joker POVWalking through campus, I ask around for Ebony, no one seems to know her. Not the students anyway. Stepping into the building I walk to the office, and knock against the window.The woman sighs when she sees me. "Yes?""I'm looking for Ebony Reed," I wait and she looks at me like I'm crazy, which I already know it s fact. "Ebony Reed, I need her." I say a little louder and slower incase she doesn't understand me."I can't just get a student for you," she laughs slightly."I'm family, her dad asked me to call in and pass on some news in person." That last part is a lie, but who knows? Maybe it will work?"Reed right?" She looks at me and I nod. "Age?""Nineteen, first year of studying law, her next of kin is King Ezekiel Reed, her father. She has the address down for him as Cursed Kings MC, is that enough to convince you I'm not a stalker?"She nods and begins to search the system. "She's no longer here," the woman says as she looks up from the computer."Yes she is, because

Joker POVShe considers it for a moment. "A little bit, but nothing major. One of the rules is we don't talk about our family or who we used to be.""Who did ya used to be, Tiny Demon?" I am intrigued now."Someone, not that it matters right now, as you're going to die when he comes back with his gun," she mutters.“Ya have very little faith in me, right?" I ask, and she laughs."You have too much faith in yourself. Seen as you're giving me a nickname, should I call you Daddy?" She winks at me. Hell yes!"Please do, Tiny Demon," I wink at ‘er. "All day and night.""I was fucking joking, you crazy ass."Laughin’, I hold ‘er against me. "Don't threaten to do somethin’ fuckin’ fun if ya not willing to carry it through. I might just have to make ya." I grin at ‘er, and ‘er eyes roll."Look, when we get in. He's likely not showin’ his gun. He will have you surrounded, though, so be careful. It would be a shame for you to die," she smiles at me. See, she loves me already. She doesn’t want m

Krystie POVYeah, there's no way all three of us can ride the bike. So now what? “Take Ebony. I’ll be fine if you untie me." I wait, and his head shakes."She can ride." He looks at Ebony. “You’ll take ‘er back to the hotel with ya, and both of ya stay inside until I get back, right?" He holds out a hotel card."What about you?" She looks at me."I'll walk, go." He pushes her to the bike and looks at me before smiling. "Do I have to untie ya?""Yes, please." I wait, but he doesn't move. His eyes stay fixed on me. "I promise to wait at the hotel. Like I would leave, Wesley will have guys waiting for the chance to grab me." I won't fucking leave until I plan how to get away safely."Okay, Tiny Demon,” he winks and steps forward. His hands move, and he begins to remove the rope. His head lowers, his lips brushing against my neck before he bites against my ear gently. "Ya, mine now, Tiny Demon, all fuckin’ mine."No, I'm not. I go to argue, and he steps back and walks to Ebony.I climb on

Joker POVHer eyes snap open, wild and fierce, and she slaps me across the face. Hard. My cheek stings, but I don’t mind. I just grin, feeling that familiar warmth bubble up inside me. She definitely loves me. How could she not?“Well, that’s not fuckin’ nice, Tiny Demon,” I say, feigning shock, my voice dripping with mock hurt, even as my grin widens. I love when she gets like this. All fire, all spark.“Neither is you kissing me without my permission!” she snaps back, her voice sharp, cutting through the silence.I raise an eyebrow, intrigued. Permission? Is that all it takes? So if I ask, she’ll say yes? “Can I kiss ya, Tiny Demon?”She laughs, a sound that sends shivers down my spine. I smirk, watching her closely. She’s going to love me. I know it. I’ve got this... thing, you see. This way of crawling under people’s skin, burrowing into their bones until they can’t get rid of me, even if they wanted to. And she will love me, whether she knows it or not.“That won’t work,” she whi

Krystie POVAs I towel off and get dressed, I pause by the sink and spot the shirt Joker had tossed in the bin. Pulling it out, I freeze as I see the bloodstains. That wasn’t there when we left Wesley. My mind races. What had Joker been up to last night? I noticed it was nearly 6am this morning when he woke me up. So where had he been last night and what was he doing? He didn't mention anything to me or Ebony before we left him so did he keep it hidden?I slip out of the room quietly, glancing back at him as he sleeps soundly. I need to grab breakfast, clear my head, and figure out what the hell I’m going to do. Downstairs, I make my way to the restaurant area, handing over the room’s key card for them to scan. I grab a plate and toss a few pastries on it, my mind still buzzing with questions and plans.I order for them to bring coffees up, plural because I have a feeling I will need a lot of caffine to keep up with Joker and his maniatic side.As I head back to the elevator, lost in