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“Tell me where and I’ll meet you there,” Fiend says, cupping my face.
“My friend Karla wants to go to the Hells Cave Bar. She likes going there because of the hot bikers,” I laugh, throwing back my head.
“Fuck! That’s the Satan Warriors MC bar. I’ll meet you there, and we can have some drinks. I’ll take Killer,” Fiend says.
“Okay, but don’t keep me waiting,” I say.
“Oh, Baby girl, I’ll never keep you waiting.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Five
Fiend
Fuckintastic!
Autumn War is more beautiful than her photos.
Of fuckincourse, I looked into War’s family, and the Wicked Warriors MC Brothers. I needed to ensure that Poison was getting involved with a good man.
I had my Brother, Spy, the MC’s IT man, to look into all of them. When I reviewed the twins' information and saw their photos, I noticed that they’re not identical twins, and Autumn's smile and beautiful eyes sparkled with all sorts of naughty. And I can see her fucking sassy attitude.
I was right. She’s everything that I thought, plus more. She’s a fucking handful, strong, sexy as hell.
Now I’m going after her, making her mine on every level because I’m not letting her go.
Fuck, she has me so damn worked up.
I adjust my cock, and watch her pull onto the street.
Autumn looked so damn sexy and beautiful. I love her sassy mouth.
I slide my finger over the cell phone screen to text Killer and Shade.
Fiend ~ Let’s go.
Shade – Okay.
Killer ~ Fuck! I’m talking to a club whore.
Fiend ~ Fucker! Let’s get gone!
Killer ~ Fuck!
Motherfucker is constantly tapping the club whores. I can’t wait to watch him fall, and I know that he will; it’s a matter of time.
I know him well, better than he knows himself. Killer, Lethal, Shade, and I grew up together; we’re close, more than brothers. We went to school together, got into all sorts of shit, and we’re tight. Lethal has an Old Lady, Killer’s sister, and doesn’t join in the fun, but he’s our close Brother.
I pull out my cigarettes from my Cut and pull one out. I light up and take a drag, looking at the Wicked Warriors MC clubhouse.
I feel at peace. Poison is in the right hands. I also know that Candy is after Taz, the VP. He passed the fucking tests, so I’m not worried.
The clubhouse door opens, and Killer walks out, looking at me. He lifts his chin and walks towards me, rolling his neck.
“What the fuck! I was going to get me some, and I thought that’s what you were doing,” Killer growls, gathering his brows.
