but, even I didn’t believe them to be true,” Malcolm tells my dad. “Tell me; what kind of man lies to his own daughter about his death ?”
“Shut your fucking mouth,” my dad seethes.
Malcolm just grins, happy that he’s struck a nerve. He goes on, “Then again, guys like you and Ax all have that sick, demented side that you just can’t shake. Bikers. Scum of the earth.”
“You wanna talk sick and demented, fucker?” Neil growls. “You’re in another goddamn league when it comes to that shit.”
“You had it coming, biker trash.”
Had it coming? Had what coming? What did Malcolm do to him?
Malcolm takes a step forward that has Neil releasing my hand and he and my dad tensing and getting ready to pull their triggers.
“I would have continued on much longer, Ax. I enjoyed our time together. But then your scumbag of a father crossed me for the second time.”
“What?” Neil snaps. “What the fuck you talkin’ ‘bout? Trig and the boys pulled me outta there.”
“But it was Skinner who tracked you down; who raised absolute hell to find the location where I was holding you. That’s how your club member thugs showed up there and engineered a jailbreak that left more than a dozen of my men dead.”
Neil doesn’t respond, but I see his free left hand clenching and unclenching as he tries to keep his cool and remain level-headed.
My dad cuts through the tension, telling Malcolm, “You ain’t got no business with my daughter. This shit is done.”
“Wrong, Cal. Our business will be concluded once Black Thorns is no more and the blood debt is settled.”
“Roxana dunno shit ‘bout the club.”
“You clearly take me for a fool. I find that very hard to believe, considering her association with the club’s president. Besides, I know how smart Roxana is. If you’ve taken her into the club, you’d better believe she would have picked up the ins and outs of it.” He looks past them to me and smiles, “Isn’t that right, baby?”
Neil growls at his endearment.
At the same time, my dad demands, “What the hell was that? That “baby” bullshit ?”
“Ignore it,” Neil says. “Just one of his sick games. You know he likes to mind fuck with people.”
My stomach clenches as I see Malcolm’s eyes flash with realization. Then he smirks at me and says, “They don’t know? Now this is just too perfect. You never told them, Roxana?”
“It was a long time ago, Malcolm.”
“Just a few years,” he argues back.
My eyes narrow. “It felt longer.”
That riles him up and he lashes out by telling Neil and my dad, “We were engaged.”
I watch Neil’s entire body tense up at his vindictive revelation. Oh no.
Chapter 7
~Ax~
What. The. Fuck?
Engaged? She was engaged to this fucker? She was with Kent?
“Rox? This true?” I call behind me, tryin’ to keep my voice steady even as my blood is fucking boiling and my body’s vibrating with the force of my fury.
“It was a long time ago,” she responds quietly.
“Is it true?” I thunder, losing my shit.
I catch that fucker grinning, liking what he’s done here.
“Go on. Tell him, baby. Tell him all about the time we spent together. How I’ve had you more times than either of us can count. The things you let me do to that delightful body of yours. All those times you begged for my dick, huh?” He eyes me. “Sweetest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of fucking. Not like the whores you’re used to, is she? Deliciously tight.”
“You got a goddamn death wish?” Dealer hisses. “Think you can talk ‘bout my daughter like she’s a fucking whore, dipshit?”
By the time Dealer’s made his threat, I’m already fucking gone. I’m way beyond that. No more threats. No more standing ‘round talkin’ like a bunch of bitches.
Time for action.
I’m ready to put a fucking bullet in his head.
But then the door me and Dealer closed behind us is thrown open.
His two guard dogs rush in.
Fuck. We’re outta time.