Chapter 188
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choke on my coffee, the hot lig
hot liquid scalding the top of my mouth
It’s five in the damn morning, and Alyssa, in all her sweet but chotic glory, waited until the coffee hit my stream to drop this bomb on us, Even so, Eumnist’ve mishrand her because there’s no way in hell we’re actually helping Christine with anything
Not only became I can’t stand her and every time I see her lace, I have very violent thoughts–but because star’s blackmailing us. Holding our telationships with Alyssa over non braids like a loaded gun And that’s a level of maniquilation I don’t tolerate, no matter what the reason is.
Mason, quing beside me, doesn’t say a wond. He’s calling Zuri in one arm as she drinks her tele, his free hand resting on her tmy foot in a protective way. I know he’s either mentally dissecting the situation or trying to figure out how to gently sell Alyva she’s out of her damn mind willen making mir pregnant wonAILETT
Then there’s King. He was silent the ratite time Alyva explained everything to us, though the tension rolling off him is so thick it could strangle a mun. Alyssa is perchestens his lagi, looking all song and iktermined, and he’s just leiting it happen. Catering to her Giving in to this.
Why the furkaidyt he shut the idea down when she first told hi
It be mont, I guess it’s up to me
Tal caller tell Gray the inth about us right now anel fet him put a bullet in my head than help her.” I say flatly, leaning back in my chair and folding
Alyssa mirrois me, erossing her acts with hery determination. “Well, it’s a good thing Gray needs you for something today because we’re doing this she replies sternly “King already agreed.“–
Ishup my lead toward King, searching for confirmation. His jaw is tight, his scar twitching but he doesn’t deny it
Tubelievable
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I munter, turning to Masunt. “Mace, hack me up here.”
Belone Mason can open his mouth, Alyssa moves–no, clouds–mto my lap, strackling me. Her hands glide up my chest, teasing kisses along my
“Alyssa” Egioa, my bral i
tipping fuck instinctively.”
“Your can’t seduce ine into agreeing”
Even if slie gave me every doop of cum she could ever produer in her body right now, I still wouddert side with this insane plan.
She smiles against my skin. “Trunot trying to. I just missed you, that’s all. You were both asleep when we got home”
I sigh, relaxing under her touch “I missed you too, swers girl.
Even though Mason kept me pretty busy so I didn’t have in spend the entire time jerking myself off to the idea of her and King fucking without as
Masoit suis in, İsis vosor calm but firm. “This is dangerous, Alyssa, Christine can’t be trusted. What if she’s lying and this is some kind of trap?”
“She’s nat” Alyssa argues immediately. “You’re right; we can’t trust her. But there was this desperation in hervoice. I knew she was a virtien the second heard it. Yeah, she’s blat krnailing us, but I don’t believe she’s lying. And if we find her tape, we find the rest of them. Thats what matters
Mason doesit look convinced, and honestly, neither am I. But there’s something about the fire in Alyssa’s eyes, the way her voice trembles just sligluly when she talks alsout Phillips, that makes me hesitate.
This is important to her.
“Damn it, why akes it have to be hier?” I groan. “She’s the last person who deserves any of your sympathy or help. And if she even tries to betray us, I won’t hesitate to kill her. I don’t care if she’s Gray’s wife or not.”
La thousand percent mean that shig.
I will kill her. Slowly, painfully and without mercy.
“I think we share that seminent Mason says, his gaze dakening,
King finally speaks, his voice a low growl that fills the room. “If I get even a whiff of her trying to set us up, I’ll snap her damn neck. We’re doing this for Alyssa, and Alyssa only”
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Sharing a look with King and Mason, I sigh. “Fine. But you guys b better keep me updated. If anything goes wrong. I don’t care there mabeartbeat‘
They noël, but Alyssa bites her lip, heutant. “Oh, and did I forget to mention War coming with us? Gray insisted.”
Tuck This just keeps getting worse
I frown, shaking my head. “I wont be there to stop King from killing him this time. Seems Ma
Oh, great.” Mason says dryly, his tone laced with sarcasm.
is your only hope now.
“Wait, who’s watching Zuri?” I ask, realizing they can’t take her with them, considering they’re not really going to the mall.
“Chelsea is coming over with her son, Alyssa explains. “And King will still have security here, so Zuri will be perfectly safe,
I sighs, half in relief, half–exasperated.
e what I’m doing—11 be
“I really can’t believe this is happening.” I grumble as I gently urge Alyssa off my lap, lifting up her shirt to kiss her belly. “I guess Daddy Niko will see you boys later, okay?”
She smiles softly, raising a brow. “How do you know they’re both boys”
“Gut feeling. I reply with a smirk, planting another kiss just below her belly button.
She laughs, “Oh, like King’s gut feeling When he said we were only having one boy?
King chuckles, nigging her back against his chest and turning her face to capture her lips. “Still might be right, kitten. Could be having one boy and
“Gurus well ser“ she hums, kissing him agun
Then, she goes over in scoop Zuri our of Mason’s arms, planting a soft kiss on his lips too.
My checks flush at the memory of what we dal last night–how Mason kissed me so hungrily and we got each other off. It was so fucking hot. I haven’t had the chance to tell King and Alyssa yri, not when Christine roped us into her mess, but I know they’ll be so turned on hearing about it.
Just like we’ll be turned on hearing what they did
Mason’s are jurris a
pink hue as he meets my gaze, like he’s thinking about it too.
Suddenly, my phone vibrates–a text from Gray. Get your ass down here, VP! We have shit to d
do
I groant, showing my phone back into my pocket. I miss when Gray called you for everything” I say, looking pointedly at King
His sayirk is infuriating. “You used to complain about that, remember?”
Not anymore.
Even with irritation simmering in my veins, I chug the rest of my coffee and force myself out of my seat.
Til rather be with Alyssa and them today, but I guess it’s good War will be there in my place. Well as long as him and King don’t kill each other. Though, I’m sure Mason will have it all under control.
“Be safe, okay? Alyssa says sofily
I nod, walking over to kiss her and Zuri goodbye. Then, I do the same to King. I pause when I reach Mason, not sure if he’s comfortable with that
yrl.
He meets my gaze, his expression softening slightly, and nods. I press a light kiss to his lips, careful not to linger too long and make him regret it When I pull back, King and Alyssa are smirking, but they don’t comment
As I heard towards the door. I call back. Seriously, be safe, guys. Don’t make me have to kill Gray’s wiler
When I get to the clubhouse, Gray is already in his office, the door cracked open just enough to let me know he’s expecting me. I knock anyway, out of habit, and push it open when he calls out
Sitting across from him is a guy I’ve never seen before–lean but solid, dressed head–to–toe in black, his dark, wolfish hair adding to the predatory
“Who’s this?” 1 ask, tilting my head slightly, eyes narrowing as I size him up.
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“Our newest prospect: Gray says casually, biting off a piece of licoric
1 blink, caught off guard. “We’re really prospecting right now? My lone makes it clear how fucking ridiculous that sounds to me.
With everything we’ve got going on–Christine’s bullshit, Phillips‘ soon–to–be–disappearance, Alyssa’s mess of a divorce and her piece–of–shit husband..this feels like the absolute worst time to be worrying about recruitment
Gray doesn’t miss a beat, nodding curtly. “No matter what’s happening, we’ve gotta keep numbers steady, Niko. We fall behind on membership, we
lose ground”
The guy rises to his feet smoothly, his movements too controlled to be normal. He extends a hand towards me, his expression neutral. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Vice President Niko. Names Vince Stone.
What kind of name is that?
“Birth name?” I ask, keeping my tone skeptical.
He chuckles, the sound low and measured. “Nah. I was with the maña a long time ago. Bought my way out, changed my name after.”
I side–eye Gray, not bothering to hide my doubt. Gray doesn’t fuck up often–he vets every prospect thoroughly–but nobody’s perfect. We’ve been burned before, let spies slip through the cracks
How do we know he isn’t one of them!
I glance at Vance’s hand before shaking it, my grip firm but brief. Something about him feels off, but I can’t put my finger on it yet. Maybe it’s his eyes–so dark they’re almost black, giving away nothing Or maybe it’s the burn scars stretching across the right side of his face, rwisting his features into something harsh, almost menacing.
And sure, we all have our demons. I’ve never met a prospect without a fucked–up past. But there’s something about this guy–like whatever shit he’s been through, he’s still carrying it around.
And maybe it’s just my paranoia from this morning, but he doesn’t look like most prospects. He’s not nervous or overeager to prove himself. He looks sharp, like a knife waiting fir the right moment to sinke.
I swear, one wrong move, and he’ll learn the hard way what happens to rats around here. I won’t tolerate Alyssa being in any more danger than she already is
“Nice to meet you, Stone,” I reply, masking my unease with a stoic voice. “Hope you’re ready to grip
pat to work.
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