Page 11 of Cage's Ruin

The motorcycles roar disappeared in the distance and the thought kept going through my head. He could have killed someone I loved.

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Barging into Ash’s study after letting myself in to his house—knowing where the spare key is. I scan his study. Spotting him in his armchair.

“What the hell was that!” I yelled at him. He had just shot up my home. Where people I loved lived.

Ash raised up to his feet, pointing a finger at me. “You need to pick a fucking side. Them or us.”

So this was his angle? To force me to pick between my family and money? I stood tall, not going to give into his pressure.

“I’ll cook for you but my loyalty is to the bikers.” I kept my eyes locked with his furious ones. “And you should remember that.” With those words said I turned and left. Having no idea what I had just started.

CAGE

Back at the club, empty fucking handed—I was furious. Some bastards thought they could shoot my clubhouse up and get away with it?

Lit, Vod and I split up eventually going after them, only to lose the car. Fucking common street gangsters.

I was responsible to keep this place safe. Autumn could have been shot, and that sent my rage up a level.

“Cage, calm down, we’ll track it down. They won’t remain quiet. They’ll brag about it. That’s when we will get them,” Vod gripped my arm, trying to stop me from waking every member that was sleeping and starting a manhunt. “We’ll track them down Cage.” He reassured me.

“Get some sleep brother.” Lit added. “Nearly lost ya tonight to the road.”

He was referring to when I nearly got the car—only to have to slow down to a corner. Which I nearly lost control of the bike.

I stormed off, frustrated. As if I was going to sleep this worked up. Fucking bastards had shot up my clubhouse!

Pausing at my door, I saw Autumn’s light still on, casting light under the door.

She looked okay when I left? But I had slammed her to the ground. Perhaps I should check on her.

Then the door cracked open. Autumn’s blonde hair was up in a bun, and her vivid emerald eyes were locked on me.

“Thank god you’re back and okay.” She let the door fling fully open. “I was worried. It’s been hours.” She added, and my eyes ran over her, those tanned slim legs, her tight small waist, her stomach on display with the piercing in her belly button I was happy to see back in.

I snapped out of the mode of just staring at her, and blinked. Okay. I had completely spaced, checking her out.

“Cage?” She said my name.

I blinked again, my eyes just locked on the beauty that is Autumn.

“You okay?” She asked again.

I snapped back into the moment. “Fine darling.” I said stepping towards her, my knuckles going to her cheek, which had a graze on it. “Are you okay?” My fingers resting against her cheek. As I stared into her eyes. “Darling?”

She blinked and it had me thinking—her mind had wandered off on her as well.

Then her eyes were locked on my lips. Couldn’t help but smirk. Her reaction made me think that I had the same effect on her—that she did me.

Those vivid emerald eyes still locked on my lips. Finally her teeth sunk into her bottom lip and her eyes bounced off my lips and locked with my eyes.

I couldn’t tell what she was thinking—I wish I could, because then I’d know if I should kiss her or pull away from her altogether.

“I was worried about you.” I didn’t lie to her, and keep my knuckles on her cheek. It was the fucking truth—it was the reason I was a madman tonight because she could have gotten hurt. I refused for her to get hurt on my watch.

It was within these walls I knew she was safe and I wouldn’t have some street gangsters take her from me.

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