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"I don't agree with what he said at all, but I support his stand on us not mingling. We are opps for a reason, and it should stay that way," Armor chimed.

"Armor, stop talking before you make me crash out in front of my daughter."

"I'm speakin' the fuckin' truth. What? Just because she's related to us, does that mean we gotta be cool with the Decatur Devils as well? Naw, fuck that! I hate them bitches. They our opps, and I'm not lettin' shit Diddy Bop us in a relationship with they soft, hatin' asses."

"Armor, yo' ass needs to chill. We can love our niece and get to know her without embracing her other uncles, who are our opps," Woady chimed.

"I agree. You doin' too much just like that nigga, Melvin. This is an innocent child with two grown ass men hatin' her already. Y'all are supposed to love and protect her, yet her own grandpa and uncle despise her. It's embarrassing and sick, to be honest," Crome stated, then sipped his beer.

"Well, I call it like I see it," Armor responded.

"Damn, I thought you, of all people, would be happy, but I see I was wrong. Don't come to me for shit if it ain't pertaining to the business of our company and motorcycle club. If you can't accept my child, then you don't accept me. We are a package deal, including her mama. I plan to marry her one day, and I don't give a fuck how anybody else feels. I refuse to let anybody tell me how the fuck I'm supposed to live my life. So, fuck you and Melvin's bitch ass!" I spat.

"You gon' dismiss yo' own brother, your flesh and blood, for a child you just met!" Armor yelled.

I stood from my seat and smirked. "Every day that ends in 'y'. Crome and Woady, I'll see y'all tonight, and yes, Crystal will be with me."

"She stayin’ with you too?" Woady questioned with a sly grin.

I stood up with Clear in my arms. "Yeah."

Crome laughed. "You back beatin' that pussy up like she never left, huh?"

"I ain't fuckin' with y'all. I'm out, but I'll schedule something later on for you two to come to my house to meet Clear." I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me.

"Sounds good," Crome replied.

"I'm down, but hold on a second," Woady stated.

"What's up?" I probed.

"We got the deal. Sydney has taken the bribe and this dick," he disclosed with a wide grin.

I chuckled at that man. "I almost asked yo' ass who the hell is Sydney, but it's Mayor Bishop. Well, good shit, my boy. Y'all still gon' fuck around?"

He grinned. "Hell yeah! She got that super soaker. I ain't going no damn where. I'ma get her ass pregnant. Watch me work," he boasted.

"You a wild boy, but I'm happy for you. Aight though. I'm out."

I left them in the club, bickering about me. It is what it is. Armor is one more reason I needed to get my family away from here. It was apparent that Melvin and Armor would never change, and they shared the same mindset. Oh well. They could have the hate, greed, and bullshit. I'm moving on to bigger and better.

I leaned against my bike and gawked at my beautiful lady. Crystal walked out of the house lookin' like a sexy ass vixen. Her curls were cut in the style that Meg the Stallion wore her curls in. A red, strapless, bodycon dress molded to her thick body and revealed every curve she had to offer. Her body shimmered from the glitter in her body oil, producing a ripe, juicy fruit with a clean musk fragrance. Crystal's black cowgirl hat sat on her thickcurls with the black boots to match adorned her feet. She was ready for a night of fun, line dancing, and nasty sex. When she made it to me, I held her jacket open, and she slipped into it and then faced me.

"You look stunning tonight," I complimented.

She grinned. "You think so?"

"Absofuckinlutely. You are definitely the mom I'm going to fuck a hole in the bed with tonight, not to mention you smell so damn edible," I responded and kissed her glossed lips.

"You have a natural talent for saying the sweetest yet nastiest compliments at the same time. How do you do it?" she quizzed as she nuzzled my neck.

I chuckled and held Crystal tighter to me. "How can I not when I have motivation like you in my life?" I pushed my hard dick closer to her, and she laughed.

"You better stop before we end up back in the house."

"Not you threatening me with a good time. Let's go inside. I will never miss a chance to lay between your thighs."

Crystal giggled. "Stop it. We're kid-free and about to have some fun. Okay, Bulley?"

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