Page 8 of A Love Like Venom

The girl who I had watched the stars with.

The girl who I gave my heart to first unbeknownst to her.

The girl I could never risk entering a relationship with because I didn’t want to ruin the one good thing I had.

The one who stared at me with hope and love in her eyes.

Except it was all a lie.

Because my ex-girlfriend Caitlin might have poisoned me slowly, but it was her little sister Alice who had given me the lethal injection.

The day I found out Caitlin was cheating on me for most of our relationship that love I thought was love, died.

But when I found out that Alice knew. That Alice always knew her sister was poison and never thought of once to tell me? When after I committed the ultimate sin of killing for Alice and asked of her not to look at me or think of me differently? When it was our secret to keep. Well, it was more than my love that died.

The Reed Carter she knew died that day.

And breaking that promise was my karma.

Alice Hall deserves every bad thing that’s coming her way, but I want to be the one to destroy her first.

And leaving her when I promised I never would? Yeah, that destroyed her.

Knocking on the bedroom door that I reside in at the compound stirs awake the woman next to me. She groans as she stretches out along the bed. The arch of her back making her tits look great in the process.

One of the many reasons why I fucked her last night.

That and she’s a biker bunny.

Biker bunnies is what we call them. And it’s not meant to be disrespectful. They know who and what they are. Come searching for specifically sex when they enter the compound. They get exactly what they’re searching for. And who am I to deny them?

But our night has come to an end. Which means biker bunny here whose name I do in fact still remember needs to go.

Her naked body curls up next to mine as she begins to stroke my bare chest.

Yeah, play time is over. Time to leave.

Pulling her hand off my chest I rise from the bed and don’t even give her a second glance. My ass is on glorious display as I retrieve my clothes from the night before. Forgoing my boxers, because I refuse to wear dirty underwear, I slip on my jeans. I finish it off with my black t-shirt.

As I go to zipper my jeans, I hear Jessica whine from the bed. “Stay in bed, Snake. We can continue the fun.”

This time I do spare her a glance. Jessica Finley is a biker bunny, but unlike the rest of them she’s aclingybiker bunny. I was too fucked up last night to give a shit apparently.

Kind of pissed none of my brothers made me steer clear of her.

Now she’s going to think we have something special going on when it was just a casual fuck.

Another knock pounds on the door. This time louder than before. “Church is in five. Put your dick away and let’s go.” There’s only one person who can speak to me like that who isn’t The President. That would be our new Vice President, Oak.

After Oak has successfully carried out missions and done his due diligence Sticks finally appointed him as VP.

He’s the perfect man for the job. Oak is the most strategic out of all of us. He’s also a man of knowledge. And knowledge, ladies and gentlemen, is powerful.

Sticks has given him a lot of responsibilities. And when Oak has responsibilities, so do I.

Oak and I have a genuine mutual respect. None of that brother’s bullshit. No, it’s beyond that. I’m the only one who has seen Oak suffer the very real effects of PTSD. He kept up his pretenses well against the others. But I know a thing or two about wearing masks. The worst thing about them? You can’t always keep them on.

His happened to slip when I was there.

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