Page 51 of Sypher

“I’m not a club brother, Sypher. I can’t claim Delany.”

“No, but Sypher can,” Vicious stated, leaning forward. “He’s a patched brother and can administer the tattoo while you and Layla swear the Golden Oath, claiming her as your sister. With that, Montana’s hands will be tied. Delany would be untouchable and because she would bear the Soulless Sinner brand, Montana would be club bound to protect her.”

“This only works if Reaper agrees to the marriage.”

“Not necessarily.” I grinned. “My mom was always good at telling my dad what he was going to do when it came to the women of the club. He never told her no. You are the wife of the president of the Golden Skulls, Remi. You have dominion overthe women. The buck stops with you and Reaper knows it. If you claim Delany as your sister and she bares the Golden tattoo, Reaper would be club bound to protect her.”

“Whatever you decide, you need to do it fast, because I just got word that Giovanni picked up Delany. Montana kicked her out of the clubhouse and refused to let her take Harlow,” Vladmir said, rushing back into the room.

“Shit,” Vicious cursed, getting to his feet. “That stubborn son of a bitch never learns. If he’s not careful, he is going to lose everything. I need to get back. Remi, it was good seeing you again. Sypher, keep me updated.”

“Will do, Vicious.”

Vicious left, and Vladmir added, “I’m going to go pay Storm a visit and see if I can get a good read on him. I know he will check the penthouse first. I don’t want you interfering if the man isn’t on the level.”

“Don’t really have a choice. I won’t allow Montana Stone to hurt an innocent woman just because she has ties to the Golden Skulls,” Remi stubbornly said.

“Be careful,moi malen’kiy lev. Montana Stone can either be your best friend or your worst adversary.”

“What does that mean?” She frowned, curious. “You’ve called me that a few times already,moi…”

Vladmir smiled. “Moi malen’kiy lev.It’s Russian for my little lion.”

“I like that.”

Walking over to her, Vladmir whispered, “You are the strongest woman I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. But having you as my daughter has been my greatest achievement. I want you to know, that no matter what happens, I will never abandon you again.”

Nodding, she leaned up on the tips of her toes and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you, Dad.”

Vladmir stiffened a split second, then smiled down at her, before leaving the hotel room.

Left alone with me, she turned and asked, “So, where can we buy a tattoo gun?”

I smiled broadly.

The second it was done and Delany was Golden, I sent off a text.

Me:Remi gave the order.

I knew he wouldn’t respond. If anything, he was standing in shock as he stared at the damn text. Reaper may be confident in many things, but regarding his wife, his guess was about as good as anyone else’s.

Remi was her own person with her own mind.

No one could force her to make a decision unless she was damn good and ready. It was one thing Reaper loved about her and respected. It didn’t matter how much he wanted her back, he would never force her to choose.

With Remi, Vladmir and I escorted Delany back to the city. Layla and Maxim took off for the Soulless Sinner clubhouse, while Giovanni headed for the airport to ready his plane. The second Layla killed George Stone, Giovanni would whisk his wife away to the island until it was safe for them to return.

In the meantime, Remi and Vladmir needed to pay Storm a visit and let him know that George Stone was murdered tonight. While they did that, I sat waiting in the SUV, going over the plan once more, making sure I left nothing to chance when I received a text from Maxim.

Scary Russian Dude:It’s done. Stone is dead. Heading to the airport now.

After making a quick call to Remi to let her know the news, I sat back in the SUV, unable to help myself, as I brought up a feed to Dante’s apartment. Yeah, I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t give a fuck. I needed to know he was okay. He may hate my guts right now, but I wasn’t taking any chances where he was concerned. Scanning the cameras, I brought up the one I placed in his bedroom to find him sleeping peacefully on his stomach with his arms wrapped around a pillow. On another feed, I spotted Malice and Storm, who carried his daughter in his arms as they entered the Harbor on 5th.

Just then, I received a call from an unknown number.

“Yeah.”

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