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maybe it wouldn’t matter because the thought of this asshole touching or even thinking about Kristen in anyway brings violence to my core like I have never experienced before.
I launch myself at Linc and grab him by his cut, shoving him towards his prospect’s van. I shove him so hard into the side door that I hope it leaves a dent.
“What’s your fuckin’ problem boy?” Linc chokes out, as I wrap my hand around his throat and squeeze maximum pressure.
“I know what you like to do with your women, you go near Kristen I will personally cut your fuckin’ balls off and feed them to your wife,” I yell in his face.
“Slade, get the fuck off of him now,” Cas orders.
I stare at him dead in the eye for longer than necessary just to make sure he knows I am being serious.
“And call me boy one more time and I won’t be listening to my Prez. I don’t give a shit how old you are, I’ll paint the floor with your blood.”
I squeeze his neck one last time before Sparky and Pope pull me off and lead me back to my bike.
“I take it she’s off limits then?” Linc tries to joke, his voice coarse and grainy.
I don’t give him the satisfaction of a reply. Cas walks off with him, no doubt smoothing over my outburst.
“Cool it brother,” Pope offers.
I’m sure I’m in for it when we get back to the club but right now, there isn’t anything anyone can say I would listen to.
Once the weapons are in Linc’s possession it doesn’t take long before we are all mounting our bikes to leave.
Linc walks over to me as Sparky and Pope move closer. Whether it’s because they have got my back or they are looking out for Linc I don’t know and I don’t care.
“I didn’t know she was yours. When I’m next in Willows Peak I’ll keep my distance,” he offers.
I nod my head, accepting his word.
“She isn’t mine but she sure as shit isn’t anyone else’s,” I tell him, loud enough for everyone to hear.
“That little show you put on wasn’t even for a chick you’re fuckin’?” he laughs.
“You know nothin’ Linc. I would leave if I was you before your laughing really pisses him off,” Sparky warns him.
He eventually moves on and I am left facing my Presidents glare.
“A guy only defends a woman like that that they care about,” Pope declares.
“I’m just looking out for her, no one said anything about caring about her.”
“That definitely looked like caring to me,” Sparky chips in.
“Could have turned into a fuckin’ mess is what it looked like,” Cas growls.
I stay silent, I am not going to apologize for what I did, no way in Hell.
“Whatever the fuck that was, get a grip on it. If it happens again I might not be able to settle him down.”
I really couldn’t give a shit. He settled down pretty quickly today when Cas went off with him. Linc knows where his lifestyle comes from and he will do as he’s told always.
“I think he got the message,” Oak laughs, walking past to his bike.
“Would you really feed his wife his balls?” Sparky asks seriously but with a hint of amusement.
“I meant every word.”
“In that case, I hope she puts out for ya soon brother,” Sparky laughs, climbing on his bike ready for the ride back.
I don’t bother telling him it’s not like that because that’s exactly what it is like. I want to fuck her so bad.
One by one our engines roar to life and we follow Cas onto the main road.
We’re on the road no longer than twenty minutes before the sound of sirens are at our backs. In the mirrors I can see two patrol cars coming up beside us. Cas signals to carry on. He’s going to carry on as long as he can to give the Devils Bastards enough room to leave in the opposite direction.
This only works for a couple of minutes. Cas signals to pull over and as we do the cops get out of their cars.
It’s beginning to feel like I’m never going to make it back to Willows Peak at all.
For over an hour we are searched. Our bikes searched and every
I launch myself at Linc and grab him by his cut, shoving him towards his prospect’s van. I shove him so hard into the side door that I hope it leaves a dent.
“What’s your fuckin’ problem boy?” Linc chokes out, as I wrap my hand around his throat and squeeze maximum pressure.
“I know what you like to do with your women, you go near Kristen I will personally cut your fuckin’ balls off and feed them to your wife,” I yell in his face.
“Slade, get the fuck off of him now,” Cas orders.
I stare at him dead in the eye for longer than necessary just to make sure he knows I am being serious.
“And call me boy one more time and I won’t be listening to my Prez. I don’t give a shit how old you are, I’ll paint the floor with your blood.”
I squeeze his neck one last time before Sparky and Pope pull me off and lead me back to my bike.
“I take it she’s off limits then?” Linc tries to joke, his voice coarse and grainy.
I don’t give him the satisfaction of a reply. Cas walks off with him, no doubt smoothing over my outburst.
“Cool it brother,” Pope offers.
I’m sure I’m in for it when we get back to the club but right now, there isn’t anything anyone can say I would listen to.
Once the weapons are in Linc’s possession it doesn’t take long before we are all mounting our bikes to leave.
Linc walks over to me as Sparky and Pope move closer. Whether it’s because they have got my back or they are looking out for Linc I don’t know and I don’t care.
“I didn’t know she was yours. When I’m next in Willows Peak I’ll keep my distance,” he offers.
I nod my head, accepting his word.
“She isn’t mine but she sure as shit isn’t anyone else’s,” I tell him, loud enough for everyone to hear.
“That little show you put on wasn’t even for a chick you’re fuckin’?” he laughs.
“You know nothin’ Linc. I would leave if I was you before your laughing really pisses him off,” Sparky warns him.
He eventually moves on and I am left facing my Presidents glare.
“A guy only defends a woman like that that they care about,” Pope declares.
“I’m just looking out for her, no one said anything about caring about her.”
“That definitely looked like caring to me,” Sparky chips in.
“Could have turned into a fuckin’ mess is what it looked like,” Cas growls.
I stay silent, I am not going to apologize for what I did, no way in Hell.
“Whatever the fuck that was, get a grip on it. If it happens again I might not be able to settle him down.”
I really couldn’t give a shit. He settled down pretty quickly today when Cas went off with him. Linc knows where his lifestyle comes from and he will do as he’s told always.
“I think he got the message,” Oak laughs, walking past to his bike.
“Would you really feed his wife his balls?” Sparky asks seriously but with a hint of amusement.
“I meant every word.”
“In that case, I hope she puts out for ya soon brother,” Sparky laughs, climbing on his bike ready for the ride back.
I don’t bother telling him it’s not like that because that’s exactly what it is like. I want to fuck her so bad.
One by one our engines roar to life and we follow Cas onto the main road.
We’re on the road no longer than twenty minutes before the sound of sirens are at our backs. In the mirrors I can see two patrol cars coming up beside us. Cas signals to carry on. He’s going to carry on as long as he can to give the Devils Bastards enough room to leave in the opposite direction.
This only works for a couple of minutes. Cas signals to pull over and as we do the cops get out of their cars.
It’s beginning to feel like I’m never going to make it back to Willows Peak at all.
For over an hour we are searched. Our bikes searched and every
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