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screaming and crying a man can take.  He had stopped fucking her years ago and now he could barely stomach looking at her. 
    "Leavin' you Christine, gonna move into the cabin," He said quietly.  "Can't do this shit no more.  Haven't slept at home in over a year, you been showin' up here demandin' money, throwin' attitude around and just plain pissin' me off with your fuckin' threats.  Can't do it no more."
    She put her hand on her throat and her giant diamond engagement ring caught the sun.  He had taken his ring off years ago, not to pick up women, that had never been a problem, but because looking at it made him sick .
    "You gave her a tag," She whispered hoarsely.  "You don't let any of your boys give their women tags."
    He stared at her.  "She doesn’t belong to one of my boys, she's fuckin’ mine."
    It hit him then how right that sounded.  Four years had gone by since he'd been inside her, four years of thinking about her, wondering what she was doing, who she was doing.
    Always thinking about her.
    “Cole,” She whispered.  “Don’t do this.  We can make it work, we’ve done it before.”
    "Go," He barked.  "Don't fuckin' come back here."
    He left her crying and stalked back inside.  He had just reached his office when what he heard from inside made his blood boil.
    “Yeah babe.  He almost died.  Because of you.  So I’m standin’ here, lookin’ at you, wonderin’ why the fuck he thi nks you’re fuckin’ worth gettin ’ shot for cuz I sure as fuck ain't seein’ it.  You got a golden pussy or somethin’?  Or was it the fuckin' innocent act he’s likin'?”
    “What the fuck,” He seethed. 
    Mick whirled around.  A quick glance at Eva only enraged him further.  She was shaking, trembling, tears pouring down her face.
    Mick met him glare for glare.  “She needed to know what the fuck you'd gone through just to get some underage Demon pussy who ain’t all that anyway.”
    He saw red.  He saw mother-fucking-red.
    He swung, his right fist then his left then his right again.  Mick blew backwards with every hit until he ran out of room and hit wall.  Grabbing Mick’s shirt collar he got up in his face.
    “Take off your fuckin’ cut and get the fuck outta my club.”
    Mick’s eyes went wide.  “You can’t -
    He swung his fist into Mick’s jaw and the brother’s face whipped right and hit brick.  “I fuckin’ can.  You got no idea what you just messed with.  No fuckin’ clue.  You think you know but you fuckin’ don’t cuz I didn't tell you shit about it cuz it's none of your fuckin' business.  So you take off your fuckin’ cut and go the fuck home and when I fuckin’ feel like it, I’ll send Cox to bring you back.”
    Still holding Mick’s shirt he yanked him away from the wall and swung him out of his office.  Mick hit the floor and went sliding across the room.  Jase jumped out the way and Mick crashed into a pool table.
    “Get him outta here,” He growled to no one in particular.  “Anyone else got somethin’ to say to Eva or somethin’ to say about her you’re gonna answer to my fuckin’ fist.  We fuckin' clear?”
    He received a series of grunts and nods during which he slammed the doors closed and locked them.
    “Eva, babe, look at me.”
    She shook her head.  “I should leave,” She whispered brokenly.  His chest went tight.  No way was he letting her leave.
    “Eva,” He said forcefully.  “Fuckin’ look at me!”
    Hugging herself, she turned away from him.  “I got you shot,” She whispered.
    Fuck.
    “EVA, FUCK!  FUCKIN’ LOOK AT ME BEFORE I SPANK THE FUCKIN’ SHIT OUTTA YOU!”
    Her head jerked up and her narrowed eyes zoomed in on him.  He grinned.
    "Babe, don’t you fuckin’ dare think any of that shit was your fault.  It was mine darlin’, plain and simple.  I shoulda left you alone but I couldn't fuckin' help myself.  Marriage had already gone bad and I saw you sittin' there, with a pair of great fuckin' tits,