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“Ask your father for Graff,” I said and strolled away.

Hopefully, Adelina would just pop her cherry on Graff’s cock and be done with it. Then she could be clingy and shit with him instead of me. He could have her for his whore, and I could have my own. Thinking of Kaos.. .

“Where the fuck is Kaos?” I shouted to the party.

I squinted into the darkened night, looking at where I had left her on her hands and knees, or where I thought I left her. The coke was starting to mess with my head.

Furiously, I blinked as the flames rose from the bonfire, heat spitting across my skin. Then someone called out. I turned, thinkingFinally, Kaos. Instead, some other goddamn bastards had infiltrated our fucking bonfire.

The Rojas brothers parked their janky tricked-out car by the line of motorcycles, blasting heavy bass from their speakers. My brothers tapped the whores out, and they all basically ran from the oncoming trouble.

A chill had settled over the bonfire as the Rojas brothers climbed out of their car. I wanted a fight or a fuck, anything to get a little relief from all the shit I’d been dealing with. Butthe Rojas brothers probably weren’t here to fight. And I couldn’t deal with the dick-measuring contest when business needed to be attended to.

I stalked toward them, wondering what other fucktards were going to crash my party tonight. “The fuck you doing here?”

Cazador spread his hands as he sauntered forward. “Didn’t think to invite us? I’m... disappointed.”

He scanned the party as his brothers trailed at his heel.

All three of them swept the area with their eyes, somehow narrowing on the sweetbutts who’d gathered behind the row of bikers. They had created a wall, ready to take on an army. The Rojas brothers didn’t stand a chance. Any backup they might’ve had was far out of the canyon.

We could kill them here and bury their bodies.I was starting to like the idea when...

“Hey, chica,” said Cazador, casting his sick gaze between Graff and Rafe.

Adelina.

The two other Rojas brothers turned toward her like hyenas. Matching dangerous lights glinted in their eyes.

I cut into their line of sight. “I said, what are you doing here? We didn’t invite your asses. You ain’t wanted.”

“This isn’t private property,” said Cazador, holding out his hands like he was daring me for a fight.

“It is.” I stomped toward him, and he balled his hands into fists. I didn’t throw a punch. “But I’m not about to bother with authorities.” I palmed my gun. “Our meeting’s not until tomorrow. You’ll get your shit then.”

“I assume you have it all if you’re throwing such a party,” said Cazador, “with such pretty girls.” He winked at Adelina.

Why the fuck was he paying attention to her?

I glanced over my shoulder. Shewasthe prettiest thing here with tits, so that had to be it. But where the fuck did themurderous rage building inside me come from. I’d just been ready to throw her away, now I needed.. .

What?

To fucking protect her?

Nah. That was Rafe’s job.

Facing Cazador, I crossed my arms over my chest, gun still in hand. “Leave.”

I wouldn’t ask again.

“Don’t you think it’s premature to be partying?” asked Cazador, his voice too amused for my liking. “You could’ve always paid us off tonight to get us off your back.”

I barked a laugh. “I’m not concerned about you.”

The brothers chuckled, and Cazador pursed his lips and nodded slowly. “You put on a good show, but I know you better than you think, Tate.”

Great, he fucking knew my name. I didn’t blink. It appeared he knew more about me than I would like.

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