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Shaking my head, I hold out my hand for the phone, telling her, “Don’t answer him; give it to me, you’ve done your bit.”

“Who’s that?” he growls, “You better not have gone to the cops, Rochelle, because if you have, there’s nothing you can do to save yourself. Jason knows where you are.”

He was starting to piss me off, so I cut him off, telling him, “She hasn’t gone to the cops. Now are you going to shut the fuck up so that we can have a conversation, or are you going to continue to flap your gums? Because if you are, then I’m going to end this call, and you’re not going to get what you’ve been after for the last five years.”

He went silent for a minute, and I heard a door close, and then the background noise that had been there disappeared. “I’m listening,” he informs me.

I don’t beat around the bush; we don’t have time to mess around, so I get straight to the point, “Rochelle tells me you’ve got a brain, don’t take drugs, and have ambitions to take over the Black Mambas.”

He hesitates before answering, “Maybe.”

“Well, I have a proposition for you. We’ll take care of your current problem, but I want something from you in return.”

“I’m listening.”

“I want you to tell us when Jared is on his way here and how many of them. We’ll take care of that problem for you, but in return, you have to promise to stay away from this part of the country. You leave my town, its people, and my family alone. That includes Rochelle, Daisy, and Rochelle’s father. If you come anywhere near here, go after any of my family, or sell your poison anywhere near our town, then this conversation never happened, and you’ll wish you’d never been born. Am I clear?”

Dindi is silent on the other side, and if it wasn’t that we could hear him breathing, I’d wonder if the line had been cut when hesuddenly speaks, disbelief in his tone, “Let me get this straight, all you want from me is when Jason leaves, the amount of men he has with him, and to not go to your side of the country once you’ve taken care of his fucking arse. That’s it?”

“That’s it,” I agree. “We don’t need a war that’s going to go on indefinitely; we have families here, a town to build, and businesses to get off the ground. We want this sorted as quickly and quietly as possible. And from what I understand, you have a business to grow and a family of your own to keep safe. This way, we both win.”

“Huh,” Dindi huffs out a breath, “I checked you out when we found out where Rochelle was. I know your backgrounds. I’ve not said anything to Jason. If you get rid of his arse, you have a deal. I’ll not be bothering you and yours. Although you do owe us some compensation for the warehouses you blew up.”

Grinding my teeth at his audacity, I ground out, “Listen here, you motherfucker. We could have blown them all and could still do so. You think we don’t know where they all are? The ones we blew were to send a message. Now you have a choice. We can work together and each go on our way, or once we’ve taken care of Jason, me and my brothers will come back and finish the job we started this morning. Only we won’t stop there; we’ll dismantle it from the inside out, starting with you.” I pause, “You have a choice, cocksucker; make it now. You say you’ve done your homework on us, then you know we don’t say what we don’t mean.”

“He’s leaving tonight just after midnight, and he’ll have twenty men with him, all armed and probably high. Let me know when it’s done.” With that, he ended the call.

“Huh, I guess he didn’t want to go to war with us,” Blaze mutters. “Cheeky gobshite asking for compensation.”

Looking at the others around the table, I take Noni’s hand and give it a squeeze. “Let’s go over our plans, then catch some sleep,” I tell them.

Two hours later, we’d gone over the plans with a fine-tooth comb, and we all knew what we were doing. The women would, for the most part, be kept out of the fight as they’d be on the roof of the hotel spotting for Jill, who showed us that she was more than capable. Skinny and Josie would be in the veterinary office and would be feeding us intel from the cameras that Skinny had set up all around the property.

We were as ready as we were going to be; all we had to do now was wait for them to arrive.

It was time to call an end to Church. Banging the gavel on the table, I looked at each of my brothers and then at the women who were slowly filtering into our midst.

“Church is done. We’ve done what we can when it comes to plans. Take your time and get some rest. We’ll meet back here at ten tonight.” Standing, I pull Noni up with me. I need to hold her and beg her to be safe because I can’t imagine my life without her in it. As we walk out of the hotel to our home, I send a little prayer up to Gwen, asking her to look after Noni tonight. Later that evening, after I’d lost myself in my Old Lady’s body, I wondered if I’d made the right decision.

“It’s going to be okay, Bull,” Noni whispers, running her hands through my hair as the sweat cooled on our bodies. “You’ll see, you and the boys have planned for every eventuality, and me and the girls aren’t helpless. We’ll be okay.”

“I hope so, love. You’d better make sure your arse is safe, and you’d better not have a scratch on you when all this is said and done. I couldn’t take it if you were hurt,” I whisper against her throat.

“Same goes for you, big man,” she replies just as softly.

I had a feeling that my brother and Bond were having similar conversations with their women.

CHAPTER 15

BOND

With a plan in place and Church done, I took Rochelle’s hand and followed Bull and Noni out of the hotel to our home. I needed to spend the next few hours holding Rochelle and assuring myself that she’d be safe.

We hadn’t wasted any time when we got home, and we’d barely made it through the door before we attacked each other, stripping clothes off as fast as we could. Turning us so that Rochelle was up against our front door, I thrust my hard cock into her pulsing warmth, closing my eyes in bliss as her pussy enveloped my aching cock.

“Fuck, baby,” I grind out as I again thrust up into Rochelle. “You feel so fucking good; missed you today. I’m not sure I’m going to last, need you too much,” my voice husky with need, I warn her.

“Then don’t,” she whispers against my lips. “Fuck me hard now and then soft in our bed. I need you, Bond, so fucking much that I hurt. I want you to fuck me so hard that I’ll be feeling you all night while I’m up on that roof.”

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