Page 103 of Reaper's Claim

“I DIDNT!”

“FUCK YOU.” I spat in his face and spun on my heel. He was a lying bastard just like every other biker outlaw.

“ABBY!”

I was at the bottom of the stairs and bolting through the crowded common room when he grabbed my arm, nearly ripping it out of its socket.

His face was still red with rage, but he had somehow found a moment to put a pair of pants on.

“LET GO OF ME!” I roared at him, not even caring that the filled common room had quieted.

Why would they want to talk when they could listen and watch the president yell at his daughter.?

“You aren’t leaving till we talk this through.”

My mind was swirling with questions and anger, but I couldn’t have this conversation with him because I didn’t want to hear his excuses.

I stepped in closer, glaring up at him. “Why would I want to hear anything that came out of your mouth when I know that while my mother was dying, you were off making another family. You’re a pig. A cold-hearted arsehole!”

I didn’t see it coming, but I felt it when the back of his hand whipped across my cheek at the same time he let go of me.

“I don’t want to see you again.” Pure boiling red rage was behind his words, and with fresh tears filling my eyelids, I turned and sprinted out of there.

Chapter 39

Reaper

He didn’t have to say it. He didn’t even need to say he regretted it. Because as soon as his hand whipped across Abby’s cheek, the impact of his reaction hit him immediately.

All eyes were on him, which meant everyone could see Abby being slapped down by her father; even all the guests saw it. What the fuck was the man thinking!?

My first instinct was to storm over there and block the slap for her, but I thought her old man would have kept a lid on it. I was wrong.

Kim, who was flirting with some bloke I hadn’t seen before at the pool table, had dropped to her feet and bolted out after her sister.

Now there was just an eerie coating in the air. Roach stood at the same spot, breathing heavily, while nearly all the women glared at him and half the bikers were even giving him a dirty look.

Bottom line was you aren’t meant to hit women. Though the girls do tend to get roughed up sometimes by their parents. But when it came to Abby, Abby was untouchable.

No one should ever hit her.

Especially because she was mine.

Downing the rest of my beer and kicking back the chair I had been sitting on, I wasn’t letting Roach get away with this.

“Take a seat, Reaper,”Amber’s enraged eyes locked with mine, “You will only make things worse. Getting into a punch on with her old man will only ruin any chance you two have together.”

Amber spoke calmly, but her eyes were burning with a boiling rage. I was surprised she could keep the clear anger she had inside her out of her voice.

“Why do you care?” I kept my tone in check, knowing Jax’s eyes were on me, along with her brothers.

“Because I’m guessing it was me who caused that fight.” She planted her hands on her hips. “And I don’t let others fight my battles.”

“He hit her.”

“He slapped her. Which is even more demeaning, which is why he won’t get away with it.”

The deadliness in her words would send terror down a normal person’s spine.

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