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“We were hooking up, and we got him on it. Told him he could get some of the money.”

“This was all over fucking money, all of this shit.” I reach over, lifting her off the ground and holding her to me. “I’m getting her out of here.”

This is the first time I feel like I have breathed since all this happened. I want to tear into both of them, ending them right now.

In my eyes, these women are not women, and I’m going to treat them as my ultimate fucking enemy.

Naomi

I’m trying to keep myself together. I don’t want to break down before Royal because I know how much it would hurt him.

I was terrified, ready to shut myself down mentally if Twister raped me. I know that is something you never fully recover from.

I would have lived for my kids, but things would have been different. I can already see the pain in Royal’s eyes, the fear when he looked at me and saw what they had planned to do.

It’s not his fault.

Someway, somehow, Sabrina and Selene teamed up together to fuck up our lives. They failed, and a month from now, I will have moved on from this shit. The wounds will heal.

Royal holds me tight to his chest. I rest my head in the crook of his neck, feeling safe, and my body and mind are starting to come to terms with the fact that it’s over.

Something changed in me in that room. I had awakened a dark part of me that I never knew I had.

I still feel that part of me wanting to be let loose, to take the revenge that makes my skin crawl with the urge.

Royal walks with me in his arms. “Here, brother.” Royal stops, and Andrey, one of the members of the MC, walks over with a blanket, wrapping me up in it. The sweet gesture has me blinking hard, trying to hold back tears.

Sabrina and Selene screams as the guys carry them out into the van that Monster is driving. “Who is watching the kids?” I ask him, needing to make sure they’re okay.

“Daniella. The kids are having a sleepover tonight.”

“I’m glad. I’m sure they’re having a blast.” Shane runs ahead and opens the door for us. He opens the door to the back seat, and Royal slides inside the truck with me still in his arms, settling me in his lap.

“Take her to the clubhouse and into my clinic so I can check her over,” Knight says. Royal agrees, and the door is shut.

It’s silent until Shane starts the truck. What do I say? How do I react?

“I’m so fucking sorry that this happened to you,” Shane tells me, his hands clenched around the steering wheel.

“I’m okay, I promise.” Royal holds on to me as I touch my brother’s shoulder. “This will not affect my life, I will not allow it. I won’t be happy if you look at me with pity. I can’t handle that and it will hurt me the most. I’m a badass who is going to let those bitches know that we are not to be fucked with.” I rant to him and Royal, too. “These bitches are not going to take a single thing from me. I will take from them.”

My body trembles hard. Royal tilts my head back to look at my face. “I do not look at you with pity. I’m so proud of the way you handled yourself. It’s not pity. I love you, and I’m so fucking pissed that they touched you in any way.”

I rest my forehead against his chin. “I knew you were coming for me, and I told them whatever they did to me you would do to them tenfold.”

Royal smirks. “That is not a fucking lie. They are going to suffer greatly for touching what’s mine.” He kisses me on one side of my lips, the part that isn’t hurt. “I love you,” he whispers into my ear, pulling me close, and my eyes shut. I fall asleep, the exhaustion getting the better of me.

Royal

“She is asleep,” I tell Shane, and he looks at me in the rearview mirror. Shane starts chuckling, and I look at him in shock. “What the fuck,” I say softly so it doesn’t wake Naomi up.

“At least it's both of your faults. Perfect, huh?” he jokes, and I lie back, laughing because I can’t feel guilty, nor can she.

I look down at her face, hating the fact that she is hurt and will have a horrible bruise on her cheekbone tomorrow, and her lip is split on one side where someone hit her.

I can feel the knot on her head where she is lying on my chest, and I know that must have hurt like a bitch.

“We will kill them for this,” Shane tells me, turning onto the highway to return to our town.

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