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The same rules that are unfair. I’m of age. I should be able to make this decision, but to the club, I am off-limits. Bullet is going to lose his life for this.
So I do the last thing I can think of.
“But Daddy, I love him.” I let the emotion seep into my words.
He looks over at me, his eyes softening. “I know you think you do, but this isn’t love. Bullet, leave before I do something we both regret.”
Bullet looks over at me, torn. He wants to stay and fight, but he hates seeing me look so vulnerable.
“I will leave, but only because I don’t want her to hurt any more than she already is. I’ll be at the clubhouse when you are ready to talk.”
Bullet grabs his jeans and cut, striding from the room.
“Get dressed. I’m going to go deal with this, then we will talk about the new rules of this house.”
“I’m not a child.”
He gives me a pained look. “You will always be my baby.”
He slams my door as he leaves the room.
I hear one motorcycle start up and tear off. Seconds later, another one does.
My heart stops at the sound. The two people I love most in this world are going to kill each other. Or at least, my dad will kill Bullet. I don’t see Bullet raising a fist against my father simply for the fact that he knows the pain it would cause me.
That has me more worried than anything else.
I don’t even pay attention to what I pull onto my body as I run out of the house. I jump into the car that I have rarely usedsince my mother’s accident and start it. There is no time for anxiety when life as I know it is in danger.
I don’t know how I make it to the clubhouse so quickly, but when I pull through the gate, nodding at the prospect, I find my father and Bullet fighting outside the front door. I slam the car to a stop, throwing it in park as I jump from it.
“Stop it. Stop it right now. What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I cry out.
Neither man listens to me, but the roar of motorcycles tells me backup has arrived.
I watch as Reaper grabs Honk, pulling him off of Bullet. Wrath steps up to Bullet, but he holds his hands up. I see then that my father landed a few punches on him, but it doesn’t seem Bullet hurt him at all.
It only proves his worth even more to me. That he would take a beating and do everything he can not to hurt the other person because of who he is to me.
“What is going on here?” Reaper asks, damn well knowing I have been seeing Bullet.
“He was in bed with my daughter. I will kill him for it,” Dad growls out, his eyes looking a little crazy.
“Don’t you think you should talk about this with him and Harlee? See what’s really going on?” Colt says from the side.
“Not much to talk about. Nothing to really question when they were naked together. Not much to misinterpret there. I can’t think of one damn good reason that he would be naked with her.”
“I love her,” Bullet says.
“You don’t know what love is, kid. Even if you do, I forbid it. I warned you before I left. I saw the way you looked at her, and you looked me in the eye and promised me it wasn’t what I thought. I would have never left if I had known, and all of you…you let this happen. What happened to my brothers? You failed me.”
“You are being rash, brother. Sit down and talk to them. Listen to how they feel. If not Bullet, listen to your daughter. She has much to say. Look at her. You’re hurting her. Is that what you really want? You want to break her heart more than it already is?” Colt says, stepping closer to my father.
“She is a child. She will learn to get over it. Love isn’t worth it anyway. Nothing but heartache and pain. I’m saving her.”
I frown. “You’re a jaded old man. Not everyone wants to avoid all emotions. Some of us want to live again.”
He glowers at me. “You’re grounded. Go back home.”
