Page 131 of Maddox
He’s handsome to be sure with his pale eyes and surfer good looks but he’s just as deadly as the rest.
I see it in his hard gaze when he says, “You don’t walk away from the Aces.”
“I never was an Ace,” I say, and he shakes his head.
“Half your family including that bitch Helen is. You’re an Ace, princess, whether you want to be or not and sniffing around the Saints just makes it worse.”
I glance at Draven who’s listening to our exchange with a weird smile. What does she get out of this?
As if reading my mind, Kidd sighs and says, “Dray’s just a piece of ass.”
“Hey,” she snarls and swings at him, but he grabs her hand and twists until she winces.
“Wait,” I cry as he pushes her away.
“You know it,” he says. “I know it. Tell yourself whatever you want to sleep at night. You think I don’t know why you’re messing with me? I bet daddy would have a field day with that. Huh?”
Draven straightens and points her finger at him before barking, “Fuck you. I can get dick anytime I want. C’mon, Delaney.”
When Kidd doesn’t bother to respond, I turn back to him and he raises a brow.
What gives? I’m just a freaking teenager.
I may not know much about MC but what I do know is that they don’t accept females into their ranks.
So why would they care about me? Unless they want to use me as bait…
With a shiver of unease, I back away, ignoring Kidd when he shakes his head.
Maybe Kidd is speaking the truth but that doesn’t change a damn thing for me. I won’t be used for anyone else’s gain.
Besides, I shudder to think how these savages treat women.
At least Maddox didn’t threaten to abduct me, although to be fair, he didn’t have to when I continued to walk into his arms.
Between this whole Aces saga and Maddox, I’m starting to feel like a pinball.
What if Maddox has been using me to get information?
I’m halfway to the car and more confused than ever when Kidd says, “What about Helen?”
Pausing, I turn around and ask, “What about her?”
His eyes slide to the right, and he works his jaw before saying, “She can’t hide from this. Ice always gets what he wants.”
“What does he want?” I ask.
“Her. You,” he says simply but I don’t fucking understand.
“Why?” I rasp as Draven honks the horn and waves at me.
“Because she belongs to him. Always has.”
“C’mon,” Draven shouts, while I stare at Kidd dumbly.
I don’t even know what to say and horrified at the prospect, I back away when he eyes me before muttering, “Jesus, you’re fucking clueless. Go. Before I change my damn mind.”
Aboutwhat?
