know this as well as I do. There’s something about her Goffa. Fuck man! Even her brother told me she’s got better qualities than the Prez of Areion Fury himself.”
“Qualities? Yeah, I’ll bet. She’s definitely more qualified to handle a dick. But I’m more concerned about our rules. Not to mention how we run this MC and how deep this shit goes. That information is not for her to know, or for you to share.”
“Goffa?”
“Yeah, Prez.”
“That’s the only fucking time you ever get to talk to me like that, you hear? Gonna let it slide ‘cause I know you’re only doing what you think is best for the club. But never. Ever . Fucking doubt where my loyalty lies, you feel me?”
Goffa’s head falls and stares at the floor. “Right, Prez. Sorry man, you’re right. I never doubt your judgement. It’s just that this whole ol’lady thing is new. She’s a hell of a lot different than Mila.”
“Fuck, yeah.” I slap him on the back and walk out. I need my woman.
When I don’t see her at the bar, my head turns to the hallway where the bathrooms are. I see Broke standing against the wall in the hallway, like he’s waiting for someone. The door to the bathroom opens and Lynn steps out. My brother pushes himself off the wall, stalking towards her. His eyes go to her tits and back up to her face. Watching from a short distance, I hear the both of them talk to each other.
“Hey there, pretty girl. You enjoying yourself?”
“I was, until you blocked my path.” Her voice is filled with irritation.
“Oh, come on now. We could have a little fun. No one needs to know. I saw you checking me out a few days ago. Don’t lie, I know you want me.”
Broke takes a few steps forward, forcing Lynn to take a few steps back until she hits the wall behind her. He puts his elbow on the wall next to her head, lowering his face to hers. Brushing his nose along her jaw.
My blood boils and I feel the need to fucking kill my brother. Taking a step forward, I feel Goffa’s arm holding me back. He whispers in my ear to stay put, he’s fucking testing her. Fuck! The only thing I can do is stand here and watch.
“Damn, you smell fucking sweet. I bet your cunt tastes like cotton candy. Am I right?”
Fueled by anger, she barks out each word. “Move. The. Fuck. Away. From. Me.”
“Hush pretty girl, we’re just gonna have a little fun.” His fucking hand slides down her hip and heads for her pussy. “You’re gonna let me fuck this tight little cunt, right?”
Lynn’s hand slides behind her back. Moving fast, she lifts her arm back up, beside his head. The next sound my brother hears is the safety on the gun flipping off. She’s pressing it against the side of his head. My dumbass brother laughs while not realizing that Lynn is pissed as hell. Pretty sure part of it’s because he’s mentioned the word cunt two times.
“Like I said, move it, fucker! I can’t believe you have no fucking loyalty towards your brother. I’m his! And here you are making a pass at me? What the hell, you fucking manwhore!”
She brings her knee up fast and side steps as Broke doubles over. Lynn flips the safety back on and tucks the gun behind her back. She leans into Broke and yells in his ear. “Stay the fuck away from me. Some fucking brother -in-law you are.”
Broke forces himself upright and looks back at her. Taking a step closer, his smile grows. “Yeah, sister. I am. Let’s just say you got my vote, pretty girl. Oh, and I’m also gonna vote to get that property ink on your sweet tits. Nice place for it, don’t you think?”
My vision flashes red. The file I’m holding falls to the ground and I push Goffa off me with ease. I run towards Broke, spin the fucker around by his shoulder and crush my fist in his face. Blood streams down his face as I grab him by his shirt with both hands.
“Testing or not, you don’t ever touch her. Ever. You hear me? She’s mine. No one touches what’s mine. You don’t say a fucking
“Qualities? Yeah, I’ll bet. She’s definitely more qualified to handle a dick. But I’m more concerned about our rules. Not to mention how we run this MC and how deep this shit goes. That information is not for her to know, or for you to share.”
“Goffa?”
“Yeah, Prez.”
“That’s the only fucking time you ever get to talk to me like that, you hear? Gonna let it slide ‘cause I know you’re only doing what you think is best for the club. But never. Ever . Fucking doubt where my loyalty lies, you feel me?”
Goffa’s head falls and stares at the floor. “Right, Prez. Sorry man, you’re right. I never doubt your judgement. It’s just that this whole ol’lady thing is new. She’s a hell of a lot different than Mila.”
“Fuck, yeah.” I slap him on the back and walk out. I need my woman.
When I don’t see her at the bar, my head turns to the hallway where the bathrooms are. I see Broke standing against the wall in the hallway, like he’s waiting for someone. The door to the bathroom opens and Lynn steps out. My brother pushes himself off the wall, stalking towards her. His eyes go to her tits and back up to her face. Watching from a short distance, I hear the both of them talk to each other.
“Hey there, pretty girl. You enjoying yourself?”
“I was, until you blocked my path.” Her voice is filled with irritation.
“Oh, come on now. We could have a little fun. No one needs to know. I saw you checking me out a few days ago. Don’t lie, I know you want me.”
Broke takes a few steps forward, forcing Lynn to take a few steps back until she hits the wall behind her. He puts his elbow on the wall next to her head, lowering his face to hers. Brushing his nose along her jaw.
My blood boils and I feel the need to fucking kill my brother. Taking a step forward, I feel Goffa’s arm holding me back. He whispers in my ear to stay put, he’s fucking testing her. Fuck! The only thing I can do is stand here and watch.
“Damn, you smell fucking sweet. I bet your cunt tastes like cotton candy. Am I right?”
Fueled by anger, she barks out each word. “Move. The. Fuck. Away. From. Me.”
“Hush pretty girl, we’re just gonna have a little fun.” His fucking hand slides down her hip and heads for her pussy. “You’re gonna let me fuck this tight little cunt, right?”
Lynn’s hand slides behind her back. Moving fast, she lifts her arm back up, beside his head. The next sound my brother hears is the safety on the gun flipping off. She’s pressing it against the side of his head. My dumbass brother laughs while not realizing that Lynn is pissed as hell. Pretty sure part of it’s because he’s mentioned the word cunt two times.
“Like I said, move it, fucker! I can’t believe you have no fucking loyalty towards your brother. I’m his! And here you are making a pass at me? What the hell, you fucking manwhore!”
She brings her knee up fast and side steps as Broke doubles over. Lynn flips the safety back on and tucks the gun behind her back. She leans into Broke and yells in his ear. “Stay the fuck away from me. Some fucking brother -in-law you are.”
Broke forces himself upright and looks back at her. Taking a step closer, his smile grows. “Yeah, sister. I am. Let’s just say you got my vote, pretty girl. Oh, and I’m also gonna vote to get that property ink on your sweet tits. Nice place for it, don’t you think?”
My vision flashes red. The file I’m holding falls to the ground and I push Goffa off me with ease. I run towards Broke, spin the fucker around by his shoulder and crush my fist in his face. Blood streams down his face as I grab him by his shirt with both hands.
“Testing or not, you don’t ever touch her. Ever. You hear me? She’s mine. No one touches what’s mine. You don’t say a fucking
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