Page 32 of Hunter (Hell's Bastards MC)

“How long has this been going on?”

Harlow screamed at the voice inside herapartment.

“Who is that?” Harlow asked. Yeah, that wasbright, asking who her intruder was and expecting an answer.

“It’s Hunter,” he said.

“Oh.” She frowned.

“Yeah, oh.”

She couldn’t quite make him out and then asif he knew what she was going to do, there was suddenly lightcoming from his cell phone.

Hunter sat in her only chair. It wasn’t quite so comfortable,and she often changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed. It waseasier for her to gain heat, especially in the freezingtemperatures they were experiencing.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I could ask you the same question.”

“I live here.”

“When were you going to tell Big Dick whatwas going on?” Hunter asked.

“How did you know?” She didn’tunderstandhow he couldhave found out. It wasn’t like she advertised it. In fact, shehadn’t done anything of the sort.

“Raven got curious after you questioned her.Big Dick is busy, so I came and handled it.”

“You didn’t need to do that. I intended toconfront the landlord and demand my money back.”

Hunter laughed. “And you think he would havegiven it to you?”

“Yes.”

“You’re so fucking stupid.”

“Don’t,” Harlow said. “I wouldn’t havestopped.”

Hunter got to his feet and walked over toher. She tensed up, glaring at him, waiting for him to … she didn’tknow what he was going to do but shewould be ready for it.

“Itook care of it. Pack a bag,” he said.

She frowned. “Wait. What?”

“I took care of it,” Hunter said. “Themoney that’s owed to youwill be returned, but you can’t live here. Pack a bag. You’recoming to stay with me.”

“No, I can’t come and stay with you. This is… no. I can handle it. Trust me, I’ve been doing just fine.”

Her stomach, the traitor it was, chosethat moment to start growling,which annoyed her. She didn’t want her stomach to growl andmake him aware that she was starving.

“Fine?” He lookeddown at her stomach. “Starving yourself andfreezing and you call that fine?”

“I … can handle it.”

He gripped the back of her neck, pullingher in close. “If you still want my dick, then you will pack a bagand you will do as you’re told. If you want to test me on this, you can, but we both knowI’m going to win.”

Harlow gritted her teeth. “You don’t have totake care of me. I can handle it.”

“I do have to take care of you becauseyou’re doing a fucking useless job. Now pack a bag, or thisis done.”

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