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“Well, look what the cat fucking dragged in, the patch chasing traitor,” he sneers as he curls his lip at me, and I flinch at his cold tone, his words sending ice down my spine. He continuesand accuses, “Came to get more information on me and my club for your brother, huh? Come to help them fuck over more of my businesses and employees?”

My breathing picks up as a few of his brothers stand behind him, one wearing the enforcer patch and the other the sergeant in arms, and everything in me dies at the hatred shining through his dark blue orbs that I love so much.

He added four and four and came up with twenty without speaking to me or hearing my side of things.

He gets his phone out when I don’t say anything. Instead, I bite my bottom lip, relishing in the pain from the scrape, letting it keep me the moment so I don’t fall apart but as Leo, no, not Leo, right here and right now is the president of the Dark Angels MC, Blade. He turns his phone around and shows me a picture from the lake of Daddy, me, Mama and Axe, my tears fall over.

That was when I was innocent and didn’t know true evil, when I thought my family loved him.

“Get the fuck off my property before I put a bullet in your head like you deserve,” Blade sneers, and I nod numbly, my eyes on his phone, only snapping out of it when the screen goes black and without looking at him, I turn and go to walk back to my car, but I’m stopped as someone grabs hold of my arm.

I don’t fight back, all my fight gone as I’m twisted harshly before a fist hits my face. I grunt as I lose my step and fall to the concrete floor, landing on my hands and knees as pain flitters through my bottom lip.

“Fuck’s sake, Anna!” someone snaps, someone that is not Blade.

He really did just see me as a fuck, huh?

“That is what she gets for using my son like the whore she is!” the woman, Anna, sneers, and Blade states coldly, “She should be happy that it wasn’t my blade across her throat, Fury. Now getthe bitch away from the clubhouse before I carry through with my threat, My dick has a date with a clubwhore.”

His words slice through me as I hear his footsteps disappear, and a gentle hand touches my arm, but I quickly move it out of its grip and stand on my own.

“I was just trying to help,” the guy says, and we lock eyes. His light green eyes look at me with concern before they go to the side of my face that I tried to hide with makeup, but by the look of his furrowed brow, I failed.

“I don’t need your help. I don’t need anyone’s help,” I whisper and walk away without looking back, ready to leave this place for good.

There’s nothing here for me now anyhow.

Chapter 16

Blade – Three Days Later

“I swear to fuck, Blade, she had scratches down the left side of her face!” Fury snaps for the millionth time since I kicked Luna out of the clubhouse, and I grit my teeth, trying to ignore him as I look over the thousands of dollars’ worth of goods before me that we swiped from the Furies.

“She tried hiding it with makeup,” he continues, and I can feel myself ready to fucking break.

Finding out she was Axe’s sister, and she never fucking told me, knowing there was trouble afoot between the clubs was hard. Watching her not defend herself, not tell me that she didn’t want to lose me or whatever, was fucking heartbreaking.

She just stood there, she said fuck all and stood there tearing me a fucking part.

What was supposed to be fucking to get her out of my system, knowing I couldn’t offer her what she deserved, turned into my heart fucking breaking because I fell in love with her, and she lied to me, used me…

“Seriously, Blade, you need to go speak to her. Something doesn’t fucking feel right about this,” Fury yet again states, and I growl.

“Fuck’s sake, Fury, can we just get through this shit before you lecture me!” I snap, and he clamps his mouth shut, not because I’ve snapped at him but because he knows when I’m ready to snap.

We’ve got their shit, the war back fucking on, and all the prospects who were involved in attacking our strip club are dead, all not knowing why Axe restarted the fucking war, and I would have called him and have it out, but hey, the fucker sent his sister to ruin me, and it fucking worked.

I haven’t slept since she left the clubhouse, and I haven’t spoken to Mama since she punched her not that she’s tried to call me.

I had to walk away before I put a bullet in my own mother’s forehead after she hit Luna and got Dad to pack her shit and put her in an apartment off club property. I haven't heard from my mother since, and no, I haven't tried to fucking contact her either and neither has Dad.

It was bad enough that she decided to try and embarrass me before the whole club, creating a bogus intervention to explain who Luna really was, but to hit the woman I was seeing, the woman I’d fallen in love with…

She can fuck off as far as I’m concerned.

“I’m sorry, Blade, I just, all I’m saying is go speak to her. You’ll probably regret it if you don’t,” Fury mumbles before walking over to the stolen goods, and my jaw ticks because I know he’s right, but I can’t go confront her right now. We need to getthis shit figured out, and then I’ll go to the girl I was only just supposed to fuck but ended up falling in love with.

“If it helps, brother, falling in love fucking sucks,” Psycho sighs as he steps next to me, and I raise a brow at him and admit, “No, that doesn’t fucking help you idiot!” not bothering to deny I didn’t fall in love with my fuck buddy.

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