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surprised to see Demon at the desk, looking over some paperwork.
“Here’s your file,” Demon said, pointing at a file on the desk in front of him.
“Did you have a chance to look through it?”
“Yep, and they’re some fucked up people. They believe in women being in the home, and the guy outside of the home, doing whatever shit he wants to do. The females are sub servants, but that’s not all. They are pretty fucking twisted. It’s sick and fucked up.” Demon shook his head. “I’ve seen some bad shit in my day, but these people even fucking surprised me.”
“I don’t know. Zeke letting Shakes live was the biggest fucking surprise I’ve had.”
Nerd entered the office, and he was sporting a hard on. “Let’s get a move on so I can go and get my dick wet.”
“Calm that shit down. No one wants to see that. Club bitches can be nasty things. Hell, they’ll sleep with anyone with a cut.”
“And Deanna lets you stay at the club?” Nerd asked, challenging.
“My very pregnant old lady trusts me. When you find a woman to call your own, you’ll know what it’s like not to have to worry that she thinks you’re fucking around on her.”
Striker thought about Elena. She’d gotten under his skin quickly.
“Same hole every night, I don’t think so. I’m going to have a different woman whenever I please, fuck then until they’re screaming and begging for more.” Nerd shrugged. “Now, these fuckers are sick. Just reading that file pissed me the fuck off.”
He flipped the file open and started reading through.
“They wanted her to marry her Uncle?” Elena had told him, but he figured he’d heard wrong.
“Half uncle, but still blood related, and that’s just sick. From what I learned, Elena was homeschooled since her parents believed the public school was evil. They have some kind of cult with their own rules. I thought this kind of stuff existed in movies only, not in the real world. This is real, and it’s twisted as fuck.”
“What else do you know about them?” Striker asked.
“I know they’re looking for her. There have been some fliers posted about phoning a number if you find her. From what I’ve seen, there is also a reward for her safe return.” Nerd shrugged. “So far, no one knows where she is.”
“She your old lady?” Demon asked.
“Huh?”
“You declare her as your old lady, she comes under the club protection. If you don’t, the Patches have fair game for whatever the fuck they want. It’s the way the club works, you know that.”
Running fingers through his hair, Striker didn’t like the thought of being put in this position.
She’s your old lady, even if you haven’t really known her that long.
“Yeah, she’s mine. I’m claiming her as mine.” The moment he spoke the words aloud, he felt calmer, happier.
“Then at church tomorrow night, we’ll announce it for the whole club to know.”
“Fucking hell, another brother fallen, not many more to go,” Nerd said.
“Fuck off.” He was going to have to find a way to tell Elena what being an old lady actually meant.
E lena was nervous about what Striker was going to find. What if he decided to get rid of her, kick her out of his place? They hadn’t known each other long, yet he made her feel protected.
“You’re sure he’s safe? He’ll protect you?” Annie asked.
They were at the bar, pouring salt and sugar into the appropriate pots.
“Striker’s a great man,” she said as if trying to make Annie see that he wasn’t really the killer her looked like.
“Your face—”
“Was not done by him. Believe me, I would run if someone did this to me, and I wouldn’t have any problem calling the cops.” She had run from a family who kept everything a secret. There was no way she was going to let someone hurt her. Elena was determined to live her life to the fullest.
“Then in that case, he is totally hot.”
“So, providing he’s not beating me, it’s okay for us to have a crush
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