“What the fuck!” I storm over to them, grabbing the asshole by his shoulders and slamming him flat on the floor, causing him to scream out in pain. I grab his face between my hands and bash his head against the wooden floor, anger blinding my vison. “You fucking touched my woman, you motherfucker,” I yell as blood gushes out beneath his head.
“Stop it, you’re going to kill him!” Josie screams. She hurries off the bed and tries to pull me off him, but she’s no match for me. Her pushing and shoving does nothing to ease my hold on him. When I feel he’s had enough, I wipe my damp forehead with the back of my arm and get up from the floor. Looking down at the asshole in front of me, I see that his eyes are closed. He’s still alive, though, because I can see his chest rising with each shallow breath. I turn my head to face Josie, who has slid down the wall and is crying into her knees. She notices that the beating has stopped, and snaps her head up to meet my gaze. “Is he dead?” she whispers as tears roll down her cheeks.
I take a deep breath and rest my hands on my hips. “That’s all you gotta fucking say to me? Is he dead? Lucky for him, he’s still fucking alive.”
“Please, Hawke,” she begs. “I’m sorry, I was just doing this to get your attention,” she continues, raising herself up from the wall, naked, her body still slick from sex.
She starts to walk toward me and I push my hands out in front of me. “Don’t you fucking dare, Josie. You fucked up the moment you let another man into your bed, giving him what’s mine,” I say, sneering at her.
“Please, Hawke, I love you. I was just trying to get your attention. You don’t care about anything other than that bullshit club,” she spits with venom.
“This is on you. Don’t you dare fucking blame my club,” I say, pouncing on her and forcing her to fall back against the wall. I grab the hair at her nape and twist it around my hand. Her face tilts to mine and tears pool in her eyes. “I loved you. I was going to marry you. There’s no one that will love you the way that I did. You had to go and fuck it up, didn’t you?” I growl. I shake my head and stare down at the floor, disappointment rushing through me. I hear a moan coming out of the fucker’s mouth and I let go of Josie’s hair, making my way to the bedroom door. I turn around one last time to look at her. “Have a good life, sweetheart,” I say and slam the door behind me.