Page 22 of Viva Wed Vegas

An officer walks over and unlocks the door, calling my name. I give Jared a nod of thanks and follow the officer out. Once they’ve discharged me, I walk through the doors to see the entire club there waiting.

“What the hell are you all doing here?” I ask, feeling a little shocked.

Rage’s head whips around at the sound of my voice, and he strides towards me and pulls me into a firm and tight hug.

“Er, Rage. I’m okay,” I say awkwardly, patting his back.

He releases me. “Where’s Pres?” he asks, looking over my shoulder.

“They won’t release him. He’s pissed them off pretty bad when he beat their asses,” I say with a smile, even though my gut is swirling with anxiety that he won’t make it out in time for the wedding. I mean, it wouldn’t be the end of the world if he missed it. We could always just go to a courthouse when we get home, but there was something about us getting married here that just fit us.

“I’m going to slit all their fucking throats while they sleep,” Rage growls.

I give his arm a little squeeze, and his eyes come to mine. “They are not worth it. Besides, apart from the couple of cunts that arrested us, most are just doing their job and just trying to earn a living,” I tell him, knowing he would storm through those doors right now and kill everyone that got in his way to get Ghost out of there if he could.

He gives me a brief nod and starts pacing in front of the door. Dixie comes over and hugs me. “You know, you are the only one he will let hug him,” she states, looking lovingly at Rage. “He’s a good man underneath it all. I mean, sure, he likes to collect the odd body part, but who doesn’t like collecting stuff?” She sighs with a shrug.

I blink a few times at her before looking back at Rage pacing back and forth like a caged wild animal. “Do you know what, Dixie? I am glad Rage found you. You and him are perfect for each other,” I say with a smile. It’s the truth. If Rage hadn’t found the Black Hearts, then there is every chance he would be number one on the most wanted list. He would have had no one, but they embraced him and every little part of his crazy fucked-upness. “Now, do you want to calm him down a little? The last person we need getting arrested is Rage,” I sigh.

She nods and scurries over to him. He stops abruptly, and as her tiny, petite form looks up at him, his entire body relaxes as she wraps her arms around his waist.

“They’re too cute,” Josie sighs next to me. I turn and see her, Maggie, Rhea, Elsie, Belle, and Nova all standing beside me watching Rage and Dixie’s interaction. Without warning, they wrap their arms around me and pull me in for a group hug that feels more like a smothering. I break free and move my hair from my face.

“I didn’t expect you all to be here,” I state.

“Where else would we be? It’s ‘Operation Wedding Bells’. We have a schedule to stick to,” Belle states, holding up her little organiser.

I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Yeah, well, there won’t be a wedding any time soon if they don’t let Ghost out.”

Alina walks over, speaking on her phone. She smiles before hanging up. “That was Eric,” she states.

I shrug. “And?”

“He has just done an interview with Channel Five News,” she states, grinning wildly.

“And that’s good because?” I ask, gesturing for her to elaborate.

“Because your arrests last night went viral, like worldwide viral. Eric’s PR team have been all over it. There are vans pulling up outside now, ready to catch you for the early morning news.”

I look over at the clock and see it’s seven am. Jesus, if Ghost and I get married today, our wedding night will be both of us sleeping.

“That video SavSis3 posted has exploded even more than when I showed you. There’s pressure from the press, the local people, and the government. Trust me when I say they will want to get rid of you and Ghost quickly,” Alina gleams.

“Who is this SavSis3? I feel like we should thank her,” Rhea suggests.

“Star can release a thank you statement to her.” Alina nods.

“Er, there is absolutely no way I am doing any public speaking,” I protest.

“Star, I’ve watched you throw your entire body at a man while slamming your knuckle dusters into his face without so much as a hint of apprehension,” Maggie points out.

“Not to mention that you used to strip at the club in front of all the club,” Belle adds.

“And the fact that the first time you and Ghost got down and squirty, you did it in front of the brothers!” Dixie yells from across the room, jumping into the conversation.

I bite my lip from laughing at her word replacement. “Not to mention, you have just been pulled from a limo because the entire population of Las Vegas could hear you fucking. And now you’re viral on the internet in your see-through underwear,” Elsie points out.

“Oh, shit. I hadn’t thought about that. Ghost will lose his shit,” I mutter.

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