Page 63 of One Night with the Biker

They didn’t intend to move her body. Bash beckoned me, his eyes bright with insanity.

Swallowing, I walked to the chair. She laid next to it, in a pool of blood, her eyes and mouth open. My stomach turned. Boom Boom tore off a paper towel from the roll on the table and dabbed his forehead. The Bloody Scorpions were shook. The American Scorpions continued as though there wasn’t a dead woman on the floor.

I pressed my lips together.

“Boom Boom has told me everything I need to know about Nova,” Bash said. “From her picture, she looks like a hot bitch. Hopefully, she has good pussy.”

“Excuse me?” I pushed out when no one spoke up on her behalf. Not even her own father.

“I’m selling Nova to Bash,” Boom Boom said. “Girl’s more like her momma every day. A fucking handful.”

She was also a traitor, fucking Louisiana and guiding Ainsley down a path of rack and ruin.

“When I realized I can’t kill Nova—she’s my daughter after all—I decided to show you the same grace with Ainsley.”

They wanted tosellAinsley? That couldn’t be right. I was misunderstanding Boom Boom’s meaning. Anger and resentment skewered my judgment. If he really meant to sell Nova, I couldn’t have cared less. It left me disappointed, though. That bitch was at the top of my fucking death list. She’d opened her fucking mouth to Boom Boom about Ainsleyandshe’d introduced her to Reese in the first place.

Bash shifted in his seat. “Tell me about Ainsley.”

My eyes flared. Fuck. I wasn’t mistaken.

“Instead of making you kill your own flesh and blood, I’m selling her,” Boom Boom confirmed as if he did me a great favor. “She wants to use her cunt against us? Then let her do something useful with it and make an acquaintance of mine some money. Bash will fuck her up when he’s tired of her.”

Bash lifted his eyebrows. “Flesh and blood?”

“That cunt is his sister,” Wizard said with distaste, nodding to me. “Let our enemy knock her up.”

“We don’t have time for pregnant bitches,” Cleaner said.

“Who askedyou?” Boom Boom sneered.

“Your mama when I fucked her last night,” he retorted.

“I take umbrage to any motherfucker talking about my momma,” Boom Boom said coldly, staring at Bash. “She was a saint. Bring your boy to heel or else.”

Although Cleaner looked ready to start shooting, Bash remained calm.

He tapped out his cigarette. “I’m not pointing out that boy in the context in which you say it can be taken as a grave insult.”

“What’s it to you, Bash?” Wizard said with a chuckle.

“A lot,” Bash declared. He nodded to Cleaner. “That’s my cousin you’re disparaging.”

I thought he was joking or even taking a dig at my heritage. Who knew what the fuck Boom Boom and company told him, but he was dead ass serious. He swept us with a cold look.

“I’m willing to overlook the affront to my family if it doesn’t happen again.”

Boom Boom smiled tightly. “Of course, Bash.”

It surprised mehehadn’t started shooting. Boom Boom resorted to violence at the slightest insult.

“When can we have our weapons back?” he asked.

Oh, so that explained it. The Bloody Scorpions had to give up their shit before they entered the premises. I didn’t have my guns or knives any longer. They were useless to me for the time being.

“A man feels naked without at least one gun,” Boom Boom went on.

“Soon,” Bash promised. “Now, leave so I can talk to this motherfucker.” He nodded to me. “Go to the bar. Enjoy the alcohol. We’ve have broads coming in soon to suck cock.”

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