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Hannah kisses him, her legs wrapping around his waist, and she tugs his hair to tilt his head back. Her signal to head to the bedroom.

Looking into her eyes, he asks, “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she says.

“What about the dead guy?”

“He'll still be dead when we're done. Take me to bed, Rocky. It's time we properly celebrate my homecoming.”

“Thank you, God,” he growls and hurries them back into the bedroom.

After so many years, he feels like he finally has his girl back. He couldn't be happier in this moment, and he can't wait to make love to her. To make her climax for real and remind her why she should never leave him again. Screw the thoughts about the Kingsmen and what they want with Dani. He's going to focus on the woman he loves for the time being and worry about the rest of it later.

Chapter Twenty

Summerville

Venom

“Why are we going to the bar?” Venom asks as they climb off their bikes.

The last time he stepped foot in this bar to see Marnie was before he decided he needed to take a step back from the fucked-up situation they were in.

“Rocky ended up with a Kingsmen in his house looking for Dani. And Dax's house was trashed as they looked for her there. He wants us to check up on all the women of the club to make sure no one else is getting attacked,” Colt says. “He's heading out to my place, but he claims he's just hanging out outside to make sure everything is good.”

“Why not send Snake here? It's his daughter. Plus, there could be Kingsmen here. Are we going to take them ourselves?”

Colt stops and glares at him. “First, Snake has to check on Everlee. She's closing up the hair salon tonight, so he's gotta keep an eye on her. Second, I thought you'd look forward to the potential fight. Third, if there are more than we can handle, I told Dax we'd call in reinforcements.”

Sighing, Venom stops at the door, his hand on the handle. “I haven't seen Marnie since I told her I was done. I was hoping not to go out of my way to see her again.”

“As long as we know she's good, we'll leave, and she doesn’t even have to know we were here.”

“Yeah, like it's that simple.”

They walk inside and look around, but no one wearing a Kingsmen kutte seems to be in the vicinity. “Okay, we can go.”

“No, thanks,” Marnie says, her voice carrying and catching both of their attention.

A large, buff man sits at the bar wearing a white tank top normally worn as an undershirt, and Venom can't help but think it's at least the first red flag this guy has. His arms are blacked out with ink, which looks ridiculous on him.

“Come on, I know you want the money,” the man says. “I'm Pat, by the way.”

“Great,Pat,” Marnie says, “but I'm not interested.”

“I don't think no is a good answer, do you?”

Colt looks at Venom, but his eyes are locked on the man in front of Marnie. “Probably not gonna be able to convince you to leave now, huh?”

“Not a chance,” Venom says.

“I think no is a complete sentence. Now, go away and let me do my job.”

His hand reaches out and grabs her wrist. “I can tell by what you're wearing that you're a good little whore. Trust me, I'll make it worth your while.”

“Good little whore?” Colt asks, anger in his voice.

His anger doesn't compare to the rage building within Venom.

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