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“See?” She beams. “One and only for this gal. Okay, now y’all really need to leave because we’re engaged and are going to celebrate with lots of fucking. Which means I won’t be around to knock your heads together if you keep going at one another. So, put a freaking pin in it.”

Holland chuckles and murmurs something to Livi. She gives him some words in return. Lu is already standing by the door when Holland opens it. The monitor shows them as they walk to the limo and a minute or two later they drive off.

“Good fucking riddance,” Macsen states.

Livi shoots him a glare.

“What?” Macsen shrugs. “Your old man wasn’t all too happy, you didn’t look all too happy.” He points at us. “Now them? They do look fucking happy and I’d say we paint on some smiles and be fucking happy for them. Congrats, Falcon. She’s gonna make an honest man out of you, I’m sure.”

Thorsten snickers and Livi shakes her head. My brother pulls her close and she goes willingly. Jocko saunters back into the room with several bottles of beer in his hand. Kenz takes one from him and twists the top off before taking a few gulps.

I take the bottle from her hand and take a few sips as well. Music picks up and there are cheerful sounds all around. Tension slips away where we were all on edge mere moments ago. With the shit turning everything upside down last night we didn’t exactly let it settle that the threat is now gone.

There are still new crime cases to solve for the government, but there’s no target on our backs anymore. Holland took care of it for all of us.

My gaze slides to Livi who is still in my brother’s arms. She’s staring into the distance and I’m sure her mind is a million miles away with the news she just received. It’s not official yet, and Archer let us know he’s putting a rush on the bloodwork, but he also said Holland wouldn’t have come forward if he wasn’t her father.

Holland also made good on his promise and gave all the names of the remaining human trafficking players. They all checked out and were arrested.

I’ve seen the fucker’s details. What’s known from the government side, legal shit that’s never stuck. The information, unclassified and under the table Archer had on this guy? You seriously don’t want to piss off a man like that. To know his daughter is his personal assassin makes it even more creepy.

Macsen might have a death wish himself to challenge her like that, or stick his cock inside her. The man must have balls of steel, who knows. Though, the way they went at one another? I’m sure it’ll stay a one-night stand.

Wisely Dicey already has one of Holland’s daughters as an old lady. No need to add one more. Although, she is a very good assassin, so she might come in handy. The corner of my mouth twitches at my own train of thought.

I slide my arm around Kenz’s waist and pull her flush against me. Who fucking cares about other people’s love lives or hookups? All I care about is the woman in my arms and sharing one day to the next.

Our future is wide open instead of filled with dark clouds. Time to enjoy the good things in life ’cause if I’ve learned anything from yesterday? It’s the uncertainty in life which can blind you to the dangers surrounding us. My eyes are wide open and my heart is fucking full when it comes to prioritizing and keeping my woman safe.

I glance around the main room of the clubhouse and find the faces of my club brothers relaxed, laughing, and enjoying themselves. For now, all is damn right in the world and for a moment we can enjoy the victory of our brotherhood. We’ll worry about tomorrow when morning comes.

Today we live, we breathe, we love, and we celebrate my fucking engagement to the woman who completes me in all ways. I place my fingers around her neck and push her chin up with my thumb. My mouth on hers is the sweet start of our personal celebration, a taste of what’s mine now and forever.

EPILOGUE

Two years later

– KENZ –

The music from the main room of the clubhouse is loud. We’re having a party tonight. Well, it’s more of a celebration of life and memorial for those we’ve lost. This brotherhood has been a dangerous one for decades.

First as outlaws, more recently working for the government which has its own risks. The wall in the main room holds photographs of Atteo, along with a prospect, and a few others who died over the years. A deep sigh rips from me due to the sadness hitting hard.

I’m not really hungry when I place the last hotdog on my plate and take a seat next to Livi who’s sitting at the dinner table in the kitchen. She shoves her hotdog into her mouth and chews while she stares at my plate.

Sliding it a bit out of her reach I ask, “Everything okay?”

My mind drifted off while I was getting a hotdog from the counter, but I swear the whole action only took a freaking minute or three. All while I know for a fact Livi had two hotdogs sitting in front of her. She inhaled those fuckers.

“Are you going to eat that?” she asks and points at my plate.

“Back off,” I snap and move the plate a little more out of her way.

She flips me off and still keeps her eyes on my food like a hungry animal ready to pounce. I shake my head at her munchies level until it suddenly clicks inside my head. I grab the hotdog, and I swear her eyes move along with my hand.

A chuckle rips from me and I ask, “Does Thorsten know?”

Livi frowns while I hear the man in question rumble, “Does Thorsten know what?”

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