Page 17 of These Deadly Vows

I may as well die here with him.

Ghost will never treat me with any true kindness or hold me in any regard.

I could give him ten sons and he’d still despise me.

Ghost slides a knife into my palm. The cool metal rests heavy in my grasp.

I glance up at him. I could easily attack him, but the way he holds my stare tells me he knows I won’t. That if my father instilled anything in me, it was honor.

“Straight through to the heart, princess.”

I shake my head, but Ghost circles his rough digits around my wrist.

My father nods for me to do it.

I suck in a tearful breath as my husband pulls my arm back and drives the tip of the knife through my father’s chest. Not once. Not twice. Not three times. Seven total.

Chapter Five

“Do you think he really went through with it?” Stray asks me as she cuts the V in her tee deeper to expose more of her cleavage. She’s been showing off her new tits any chance she gets since her breast enhancement surgery healed. They look great, but I’m tired of seeing her nipples. Like we all get it. She has tits now.

I shrug and refresh my lipstick. I doubt Ghost married some uppity spoiled brat. I can’t picture him serious with anyone, let alone married. He’s not the relationship type. I know that better than anyone. I’ve been fucking him for the better part of three years.

“Someone’s salty. It’s not like he won’t still have you on the side.”

I don’t need her to remind me.

“How does this look?” She flips her red hair over her shoulder, pushing her chest out.

“Desperate.”

Her mouth drops. “Fuck you, bitch.”

“At least I’m up front about it. I don’t sugarcoat, sweetheart.”

“Whatever. We all can’t have the club Prez licking our ass.”

“Not just my ass.” I smirk and she laughs. “Come on. We’ve got work to do.”

That fucking dickhead Axe better have stocked the coolers like I told him to. Asshole thinks he doesn’t have to lift a finger because of who his daddy is. He’s no better than a prospect but walks around here like he owns the damn place.

When Stray and I get out to the bar, he’s behind it replacing one of the kegs.

“Hey, Axe. Need any help?” Stray squeezes her tits together and I roll my eyes.

“Nah, but thanks, sweetheart. I appreciate the offer.” His gaze lingers on her chest.

I guess she’s getting that attention she’s so desperate for.

“Well, you know where to find me if you do.” She deflates and goes into the back to grab the clean glasses.

“Why don’t you put her out of her misery and fuck her already? Or is it that you want to fuck one of the brothers instead?” I grab his dick and give him a squeeze.

“Don’t start with me.”

“But you’re just so fun to toy with.” He grabs my hand, bending it back as I pout at him. “Come on. Show it to me.”

“You wouldn’t know what to do with it.”

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