Chapter 140
War
Why do I keep agreeing to do shit for this female!
Even as I’m sitting across the street from the country club where Ananda Phillips is probably sipping overpriced minosas and pretending husband isn’t a piece of shit, I still can’t answer that fucking question.
All I know is that the little psycho seems to change every time I see her. I thought she was just some little broken doll, but she’s finding her fire- and learning how to use it. I’m not easily impressed, but damm. Watching her evolve is addictive.
Logan’s voice scratches at the back of my skull, a persistent itch I can’t ignore. You want her, War, Just as badly as I do,
Shut the fuck up, Logan.
What? I’m just saying you think about her all the time. Admit it.
Stay
kay in your corner. I grit my teeth, glaring at nothing in particular, I don’t bother you this damn much when you’re in control,
I’m barely ever in control when you’re around her, he argues, frustration lacing his voice.
That’s because you can’t be trusted around her.
Neither can you, asshole,
Yeah, he’s delusional. I’ve never once thought about kidnapping her.
“Are we sure this plan is going to work?” Mason’s steady, no–bullshit voice cuts through the tiny earpiece in my right ear. They’re parked across the street, while I’m pretending my bike broke down in the parking lot.
Like that would ever actually happen. I keep my bike in perfect condition. Logan might not care, but I take care of the shit I rely on
“Christine said she’s here every Tuesday and Thursday from 10 to noon,” Alyssa answers, her voice sharp and commanding. As long as War can get her to take him home, he can distract her long enough for us to sneak in and upload the files to the hard drive.”
I let out a low, dark chuckle. “Don’t worry about me, httle psycho. Il get you in.’
I’ve fucked Amanda before. More than once. She’s got a thing for bad decisions, and biker dick is at the top of her list. Being married to a cop doesnt seem to stop her from getting her fill somewhere else. She’s easy prey, and I’ve never been one to turn down getting my dick wet.
Still, there’s something about this setup that feels…af. I don’t know what they’re keeping from me, but if they’re breaking into Phillip’s house, they’ve got to know something I don’t. My money’s on that Fucker is already dead- or soon to be. Either way, it’s not my problem. Not yet.
“War, are you sure you’re comfortable with this?” Alyssa’s voice pulls me back, and for a second, there’s something soft there. Concern, maybe!
I smirk, glancing back at the country club as I continue to fiddle with my bike. “Aww, it almost sounds like you care about me. Want me to come join you in your princess tower with King”
Tthink she’s already got enough men in there, Christine munters loud enough for me to hear.
Interesting
“Maybe I just don’t like the idea of feeling like we’re pimping you out,” Alyssa retorts, ignoring Gray’s wife completely. Her one sharpens, almost defensive
Would you prefer King did it Or Mason?” I tease, letting my voice drip with mock innocence. I know Tim riling her up. I mean, as much as I love being volunteered for free pussy-”
“They’re mine,” she snaps, her voice low and dangerous, cutting me off like if I keep talking, she’ll actually kill me.
I can’t help the smirk that breaks across my face. I fucking knew it
The little paycho is screwing all three of her brother’s best friends. Right under his nose. Hold doesn’t even begin to cover it. Risky as hell. And judging by the side comment Christine just made, how does the know, but Gray doesn’t!
Logan’s presence slams into me, buzzing like static in my skull. Of course the sick fuck perks up for this. Like he thinks he’s actually got a chance
Don’t think she’s taking applications, simp
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Doesn’t hurt to ask.
It does if it gets us killed.
I grit my teeth, trying to block him out and process Alyssa’s situation myself. She’s pregnant. Does she even know who the father is? Does she care! How the fuck does any of her relationship actually work
The thought churns in my head, dark and heavy. This could be intel for Bones. If the treaty ever goes to shit, knowing this could give him a serious eder. A nuclear option. But even as the idea takes shape, I already know I won’t say a goddamn word. Hones doesn’t need to know this. Not when he’s still in contact with luar
Fuck. When did my loyalty to her start outweighing my loyalty to ones!
“War?” Alyssa’s voice cuts through my thoughts again. “You haven’t said anything in a while. What smart–ass comments are you thinking of?”
A dry laugh escapes me, I’ll save then for dinner. What are we having, by the way?”
I don’t know why I said I wanted home–cooked meals. That was some sappy Logan shit right there, but I don’t regret it. It gives me more opportunities to get under her skin.
You love it, Logan whispers, sounding smug.
——
want to sit at her table, cat her food, pretend we’re part of the linle circus she has going on
I grind my molars, shoving him further back. Ignoring him is harder than it should be.
Alyssa groans. “Wait, you want to do that tonight?”
My lips twitch. “Well, like you said..you’re pimping me out, and 1 deserve to be compensated afterward, right! For my trauma?”
Before she can respond, I spot Amanda coming out of the building She’s in her forties, with platinum blonde hair and the body of a yoga
instructor
“There she is,” I say, keeping my voice low
“Don’t fuck this up. War. King growls through the earpiece.
Tim getting a little tired of being underestimated here,” I say dryly
Amanda’s eyes lock on me as she crosses the lot, heels clicking against the pavement. She hesitates for a second before heading straight toward me, her confusion obvious. “Wart What are you doing here!”
“Amanda.” I drawl tiling my head. “What a surprise, My bike just happened to break down right here.”
Her eyes rake over me, lingering on my exposed biceps. I ditched my jacket on purpose, leaving just the white beater. Always works.
Her voice drops into a subry purr. “I’ve missed you. You’ve never returned my call.”
I lean against my bike, folding my arms. “I told you, baby, I’m not on the right side of the law. You need to stay away from a bad boy like me,” I reply smoothly
She quickly looks around, her checks flushing before closing the distance between us. Her palm slides over the natural bulge in my jeans. “Please. War. I need you. Cary…he disappeared again without telling me. He hasn’t been home in days, and his phone isn’t even on. I just can’t deal with his bullshit anymore
I finally feel Logan’s presence retreat, his obvious disgust lingering behind.
My hand curls around Amanda’s throat, firm but not tight, making her pupils dilate. “Why don’t we go back to your place! You can take care of me
there
“B–But what if he ”
“If he comes home, you’ll help me sneak out. Won’t you, pretty little whore?”
She shudders. “O–Okay,” she breathes
+
There’s no surprise she’s into degradation. Her husband really fucked her up but girls li
like this, they’re fun to play with. They agree to just about
I wonder if Alyssa’s the same way.
Maybe later, I’ll spend a few hours trying to figure out how shi behind closed doors, right?
ow things work between
ween her and those three fuckers. They’ve gotta be doing some freaky
7:17 PM
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I remember Nikos said she’d earned a spanking for running off the way she did, but I couldn’t confirm back then if he was involved. I just couldn’t see someone like King sharing. Shit, I still can’t see it, but now I know for sure it’s happening.
Yeah, I’ll definitely have some questions tonight.
“What about your bike?” Amanda asks as we walk towards her ned sports car.
TII take an Uber later, have one of my brothers come pick it up.”
As I slide into her passenger seat. I glance back at the SUV where they’re waiting, a smirk tugging at my lips. “My part’s done. Don’t fuck up yours”
The real fun starts now
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