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“You look stunning. I wish it were only our Club because I have to speak to their Prez,” he said, leaning down to kiss me with his hands sliding down to hold my ass.

“I will stick by your Mum. Plus, there will be plenty of our guys in the bar.”

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Holy Shit, the bar was jam-packed. I felt much better wearing the vest. Angel assured me no one would hassle me. Reaper never let go of my hand as we wandered around greeting everyone.

We came up to one of the Black Wolves. My eyes dropped to his cut, and I saw he was the President. He had long, straight, dark hair that almost looked black. I frowned at his hair, it looked better than mine. I wondered what kind of conditioner or hair product he used.

“This is my old lady, Kat,” Reaper said.

The pride in his voice was clear, and I squeezed his hand. He let go of my hand and wrapped his arm around my waist.

The handsome, dark-haired man grinned at me before taking my hand and raising it up to his lips.

“I’m Lucifer,”

“I’m sure you are,” I replied. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said but yanked my hand away from his mouth.

I won’t lie. I would have let him hold it for longer, but Reaper’s sausage fingers painfully dug into me.

He glanced at my breasts and licked his lips before looking at Reaper.

“Any more of these in the Satan’s Spawn?”

Reaper relaxed his hold on me, and I rubbed my aching side. Fucking fat sausage fingers.

“Nah, I took the last one,” he drawled, making me want to slap him.

I looked at Angel, who had dressed up for the occasion and was sitting at the bar, looking over at us with a smile on her face. She raised her glass up at me before taking a drink. Mac wouldn’t be far away, but at least she wasn’t stuffed up his asshole like Reaper was trying to do to me.

I sighed and hoped they went for their stupid meeting soon.

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We sat on the couch while Angel whispered all the gossip she knew about the bunnies and the guys at our Club. I couldn’t deny that I was shocked at some of what she told me, but I never imagined Reaper the Peeper to be so filthy. That fuck in his office had been so fucking hot.

I sipped on my beer and watched the girls. They all looked the same, wearing clubbing gear, porny shoes and lots of make-up. The only variety was the different colours of hair. I guess they came for one thing. Good for them if that’s what they enjoyed. They had a plentiful supply of cock tonight.

“I’m going to leave once their meeting is done,” Angel said.

“No. You can’t leave me alone. What if I need another woman?” I said, turning to look at her before waving my arm around.

“I mean not these ones. A normal one,” I said before frowning.

I realised the club needed more old ladies because Angel was the only one.

Glancing around at the men. Most of them were good-looking. Dog was ugly, and he always looked miserable. He would need to stick with bunnies.

It’s a shame I didn’t know any other women.

Chapter 15

Reaper

I rubbed my forehead why did everyone think I was stupid? We had been here for an hour chatting shit, and now this asshole was being flippant. All this while Kat was out there flaunting her glorious tits around in the bar. That top she was wearing was fucking indecent. It made her figure look curvier than ever.

I sighed. I needed to get back out there.

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