Page 42 of The Sins Of The Biker

He inhales and places his hands on his hips. “Prez, please.”

“It’s gotta be me, Wave. Don’t worry… he won’t even notice I’m there. I’m a waiter who’s nothing to him.”

“I don’t like this, Prez,” Wave states.

Stepping forward, I place my hand on his shoulder. “I know, brother, but I need this.”

Eventually, he caves and nods. “Fine, do it your way. But I’m warning you, I’m gonna step in if I think you’re in trouble.”

Smiling, I nod. “Agreed.”

“All right, let’s get ready. Grab your uniform, and meet back here in thirty.”

They all agree and head into the clubhouse to change.

When I enter my room, I find a whore from last night waiting for me. I totally forgot I left her sleeping this morning after I fucked her.

I usually get my ladies to leave in the night, but I realized I’d need another fix in the morning before the big day. I have to let her know this was a one-time thing because I’m working on getting Serena back with me where she belongs.

Let’s hope it all goes smoothly tonight because if it does, Serena will be sleeping in my bed next to me tomorrow.

I’ve missed her curves, the sounds she makes when she reaches her orgasm, her lips, her taste, and fuck, that mouth. I’ve missed her mouth. Above all, I’ve longed for my best friend and the woman I wanted to have in my life forever.

Slamming the door behind me, Bianca stirs. “Baby, is that you?” Her voice comes out croaky, and I smile, remembering how deep I thrust into her mouth.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

I walk up to the bed, take the sheets off and say, “Get the fuck out.” Then I turn and place the server uniform on the bed and undress.

She groans, still half asleep, and sits up. “Why? What’s the rush?”

“Because I said so, that’s why. Nowget the fuck out,” I repeat, pointing my thumb at the door.

As I undo my shirt, I notice Bianca’s eyes lingering on my chest, and then she watches my hands unbuttoning my jeans. She swipes her lips with her tongue as I unzip them.

“Are you sure you want me to leave? I can give you a reason to let me stay.”

I take in her short black hair, black eyes, and tiny frame and wonder how I ever thought she was hot. I must’ve had too much to drink last night.

“No, I gotta take care of some business.” I open my drawers and pull out an extra pair of jeans and a T-shirt to pack in a bag, so I can change after the killing before heading up to the honeymoon suite. Bianca is nowhere to be seen when I spin around to put on the uniform.Thank fuck. I didn’t even hear her leave. That’s how much I paid attention to her.

Once I’m dressed, I examine my reflection in the mirror, stroking my scruffy jaw, and realize how long it’s been since I shaved. Serena was into my three-day stubble, but now it’s almost a beard. So I head into the bathroom to shave, but not fully. I know how much Serena likes it.

Something occurs to me that I hadn’t even considered.

Has Serena found somebody else?

Has she moved on?

Does she still live with her father?

I’ve got so many questions.

Every time Serena crossed my mind, I shook it off. I didn’t allow myself the luxury of thinking about her. I couldn’t risk running to her and trying to win her back. My plans for retribution had to come first, and tonight is when it all ends. With Clemente out of the way, I’ll finally be able to have Serena again.

That thought brings a smile to my face.

Everything will be good once again.

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