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I like her. I really do. She’s stubborn as all hell, and that makes my cock hard. If she wasn’t bought and forced to be here, I might have pursued her in another reality. Not ours, though. Ours is a sick, twisted reality I’ve created. She’s mine for now, but that won’t last long. Not after the drugs. She’ll want to fuck half the clubhouse, and they’d be more than willing to give it to her too. The guys here like my drugs. They like what I do with them and they like they reap the benefits. Most girls will go after more than one guy in a night, and some go back for repeats. It’s all part of the process.

“You okay?” Pike asks as I sit back with a beer in hand.

“I’m good. Just thinkin’ about Addison and what she’s gonna do with those drugs.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, she’s stubborn and seems like a hell of a fighter. She may try to fight the effects of the drug,” I tell him. He raises his eyebrows and shrugs his shoulders.

“Won’t matter much, will it?”

“No, not really. She’s gonna be turned on anyway. It’s what the drug is used for,” I answer him.

“Yet she’ll still fight. We haven’t had one fight too hard once they’ve had it, have we?” I shake my head.

“Nope. That’s what’s gonna make it more interestin’ to see. I wanna see how long she can withhold what she’s gonna want.”

“You don’t think that’s a little mean?”

“Hell no. What’s mean would be denyin’ her the right to come. I’m not doin’ that. I’m givin’ her every opportunity to have what she wants. What she does with that is up to her,” I inform him. He nods his head and scrubs a hand over his face as he looks at me.

“It’ll be interestin’ to see how this all plays out.”

“Won’t it?” I smirk at him.

“What are you two talkin’ about?” Mask asks once he sees us having a conversation.

“The new girl. How she’s gonna react to the drugs.”

“Just keep her away from guys who have old ladies, and she should be fine,” Mask tells me.

“I will. You know me better than that.”

“You have a run comin’ up, too. You ready for that?” he asks me. I nod my head and take a long pull from my beer before I speak.

“Yeah, I’m ready. I think she could use the time to get herself straight in the head anyway,” I tell him.

“Sounds good to me. As long as yours is on straight.”

“Come on, Prez. My shit is always on straight.” I grin at him, he shakes his head before flipping me off and walking away.

“That run is gonna be a fun one. Security runs are always fun,” Pike says.

“Yeah, as long as we don’t get shot at.”

“That’s the fuckin’ fun, brother.”

“Not when you get hit, it’s not. Been there, done that, and don’t wanna be there again,” I remind him. He chuckles before sitting back and lighting up a cigarette.

“Then watch your ass, motherfucker. You wouldn’t have been hit if you were.” I know he’s fucking with me, but that shit still lingers. I was shot a few years ago on one of our security runs. The asshole came out of nowhere and shot my ass. I can still remember that day.

“That shit ain’t nothin’ to play about. Watchin’ my ass or not, that shit stings,” I remind him. He laughs and nods his head.

“Like that time I was stabbed?”

“Worse, brother. Worse.” I shove out of the chair and take my beer with me as I head to the kitchen to grab some food. Once I have what I need, I walk with two plates balanced on my arm back to my room. Opening the door, I find Addison sitting on the bed, looking bored. They always get bored when they first come here. There’s nothing I can do to help them, either.

“Brought you food.” I pass the plate to her which she takes and sets on the bed in front of her before taking a bite.

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