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Jesus. When did I become one of those women who want a man to want her? I have dozens of members from my club that would kill to be with me, but none of that matters.
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I think I want to try being with Mason the conventional way.
Chapter Eight
Mason
Being this close to Lucian again is not doing me any good. I can’t help but realize she’s looking at me a little differently than before. She keeps eyeing me up and it makes me want to show her what she’s missing by not being with me.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
“What?” Lucian questions her partner.
Her partner looks like a mean mother fucker with tattoos all up his arms. His hair is shaved to the skull with tattoos on his neck as well. He is about the same height as Lucian with her not wearing those sexy heels.
Lucian’s hair is tousled on her head. She looks as if she just had a good fucking, and it makes my dick twitch in my pants. There’s something about fucking Lucian that has me dying to touch her.
“According to my source at the hospital, shit’s not looking good, Luca.”
Lucian’s face falls, but she quickly revamps herself. “What happened?”
“Paul got a bad batch and before going into his coma, he said Raul’s name,” her partner says.
“Son of a bitch! That bastard is trying to frame me!” Lucian yells. “I can’t believe after everything I have done for him; he would do this to me! I’m going to fucking kill him. That’s it. He’s dead. He’s going to do this to me?”
Her partner puts his hand out and touches her shoulder to stop her rant. I can’t help but feel jealous that he is able to touch her, but I can’t. That’s a bunch of bull shit. Then I wonder, are these two a thing?
“I’m sorry, who are you?” I blurt at the man.
He chuckles and grips Lucian’s shoulder tighter. “I’m Ralf.”
“Ralf? And what do you know about my friend?” I’m feeling brave, I know I am. There is only a matter of time before my luck wears out and I get what I have coming to me.
“I know exactly what was given to him. I also know who you are, Mason.”
“What was given to my friend?”
He smiles and points his head towards the hallway. “I need to talk to Lucian for a couple of minutes. When we’re done, I’ll be able to talk to you a little more.”
Before I’m able to say anything else, he’s walking down the hallway with Lucian’s shoulder in cupped by his hand still.
What is going on here? I find myself asking that question whenever I’m around Lucian or members of her gang.
I hear the door open and the recognizable clicking of heels walking towards me. “Hey,” someone calls out from the doorway.
I turn to look at whoever it is and see Trina. I haven’t seen Trina since the day I fucked her in front of Lucian a few weeks ago. Even though I couldn’t have sex with Lucian, she liked to watch her submissives have sex with other people. It just so happens, I got to sleep with Trina.
“Hi,” I hedge cautiously.
“Does Lucian know you are here?”
“Yeah.”
It was then I realized how stupid I look. I left Lucian in the bathroom at the hotel with that other girl for a reason. I didn’t want to be someone who sat around and waited for someone. I didn’t want to be some pathetic little bitch who just sat around in the wings.
And that’s what I’m doing with Lucian. I can’t do that. I can’t be what she wants.
“What the fuck am I doing here?” I mutter to myself before spinning on my feet to leave.
