Page 68 of A Love Like Venom

"You're lying. We could be so good together."

"There is nothing to lie about. You're a biker bunny, Jessica. You knew before I fucked you that it would be for only one night. You were great but your pussy isn't that magical for me to change my fucking mind," I tell her.

She snaps her head back and then brings her hand to smack me across the face. I catch her hand before it lands on my face. "I waited so long to finally have you. You fucking asshole. I wanted us to be more."

"And I want us to leave it at that one night. I'm serious, Jessica. Hang it up. Move on."

"I don't want to move on, Snake!" She shouts at me, practically stomping her foot.

What the fuck were in those drinks that made me fuck her that night?

What in the actual fuck?

The more I look at her the less attractive she becomes. It's even worse when she opens her mouth. She sounds like a whiny child who is used to getting their way.

"You're going to have to learn, and I don't have the fucking time to teach you. Now go before I say something I might regret," I say through clenched teeth.

She finally takes a healthy step away from me. Creating more distance between us I move to the opposite side of the room and finishing putting on my pants. Once I slip on my riding boots, I find her still in my room sitting heartbroken on the edge of my bed.

Jesus fucking Christ.

"You haven't regretted anything you've said to me so far tonight?" Her voice is small.

"No.” My response is clipped.

Her mouth twists. "I don't believe you."

I let out an exasperated sigh. Talking to this girl is like talking in circles. "And I'm starting to believe you're actually crazy."

"I'm only crazy for you," she replies as if that makes her behavior any better.

Shaking my head, I hold my hands up in mock surrender. "You know what, I'm out. Stay if you want or don't but I won't be here either way." Grabbing my keys and my helmet I begin to make my way out of my room.

Before I cross the doorway, she has the audacity to ask me, "Where are you going?"

Not even looking back at her I give her an answer she certainly won't like, "None of your fucking business."

With my final words being said I leave the Vipers MC compound through the back entrance.

I reach my bike in no time and peel my way out here.

The whole time I'm riding to Hollows Point I'm wishing on all the fucking stars that Alice will be working at Hell's Gates tonight.

Ihaveto see her.

Ineedto see her.

Exceeding way past the speed limits and breaking every law from Pennsylvania to Hollows Point I arrive in the quickest time possible.

Parking my bike outside of Hell's Gates I see no other motorcycles here tonight. For now at least I am in the clear when it comes to The Crowned Devils MC.

Or better yet they're in the clear ofme.

I swear to God one day I'm going to get my hands on these motherfuckers and release all the chaos.

Barging through the front door I then push my way past the throngs of people in the club. Heavy bass filled music fills the area. The heavy beat vibrates throughout my body.

Pushing past everyone my eyes zero in on the bar where Alice works.

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