Page 10 of Loathe

“We need to talk inside so no one can hear us. I have an answer for your offer,” I whispered so only she could hear me.

She looked at me for a moment as if she wasn’t sure she believed me or not, and I wasn’t sure I really wanted to go through with it. I’d told myself that I needed to help her, and I would regret it later if I didn’t help her. I waited for her to open her door so we could talk.

She opened the door and motioned me inside before closing the door behind us. I grabbed the chair from the desk across the room and straddled it as she perched herself on the end of her bed, looking expectantly at me. Her eyes scorched my soul, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to get the words out of my mouth with her staring at me.

“I have decided to accept your deal as long as you promise not to let Tony banish me from the club. This place is my home these guys are my family. I don’t want to lose the club over you.” I shifted nervously in the chair. “I also want you to lay off of Kara.”

She frowned at me for a moment. I thought she was going to reject me since I brought up Kara, but she finally grinned and stood from her seat. She smiled a wide smile before jumping into my lap and hugging me extra tight. The feel of her against my body awakened my body just as it had the night after the bar. I knew it was going to be hard to pretend to be her boyfriend when I wanted to be able to fuck her whenever I wanted. I knew that wasn’t possible if we were just going to pretend. We’d have to make it look good in front of the others, but when no one was looking it wouldn’t be the same and that kind of bugged me.

I was tempted to ask her if I got the same benefits as a real boyfriend, but I didn’t want her to think I just wanted her for the sex. I decided I would wait and see if any of that came along later. I knew I needed to concentrate on not getting us kicked out of the club. The only way I could do that was to make sure she behaved herself and left Kara the fuck alone.

“Just promise me that you’ll be on your best behavior, okay?” I asked her.

She didn’t say anything in response only smiled her sexy devilish smile and I knew right then that I was fucked. I also knew I had to see this thing through, make sure she got the help and protection she needed from her asshole father. Was I in deep shit? Yes, I was. Did I know she was going to most likely be the death of me? Yes, I did. I just hoped it would all be worth it in the end.

Chapter Nine

Phoebe

I was thrilled as fuck that Cameron had decided to take me up on my offer. I was happy about it, but at the same time I was scared that he would react badly to a secret that I was keeping from him. I knew that he was going to find out about it at some point, but I wanted us to have some good times in front of the others before things went to shit, because of the secret.

I followed him back into the main area of the clubhouse and sat close to him on the couch.

I could see others throwing glances our way, but pretended not to notice as I cozied up to him. The stares and whispers continued, but I ignored them. I had to smile when Kara looked our way and gave me a grim look. I knew that it wouldn’t be long before Tony noticed, and decided I didn’t give a fuck what he thought. If me being there with Cameron made their life miserable, I’d stay as long as I could.

I wanted to fuck his world up for treating me the way he did and then giving that bitch what I had deserved and more. Rage rippled through me as I looked at her swelling belly and knew that the child growing inside of her should be mine, but then shook the thoughts from my head.

It wouldn’t have been a good idea for Tony and I to have children with the way we had treated each other, and I knew it. I didn’t know why I let it bug me like I did, but it made me happy when I was able to get on her nerves except it usually ended up with Tony bitching at me. It was well worth it even though I knew I shouldn’t do it. I shouldn’t let myself be bitter, but I was, and I knew it.

I couldn’t let myself stay in that headspace for long or it would eat me alive. I turned my attention back to the TV and continued watching the soap opera that was on. I had no idea which one it was, I was distracted by the fact that Cameron had placed his hand on my thigh. His hand felt warm and comforting against my skin, and I felt safer than I had in a long time with him near me. Just then, Tony came barreling out of his office and stood between me and the tv.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Phoebe?” he bellowed in front of everyone.

“What are you talking about, Tony? I was just trying to watch the TV. That’s all,” I replied as I tried to pretend I had no idea what he was talking about.

“You know damn well that isn’t what I am talking about. What are you doing with him?” he asked as he jerked a thumb in Cameron’s direction.

I could see Cameron from the corner of my eye, and I knew he was scared shitless by the look on his face. I patted his leg trying to reassure him that things were going to be okay.

“I’m sitting next to him on the couch, Tony. Is that a fucking crime here?” I asked sarcastically.

“You were just supposed to stay here a few days until it was safe for you to go elsewhere. You weren’t supposed to get with anyone and stay. It wouldn’t be so bad if you didn’t torment Kara the way you do. But since you can’t seem to be nice to her, your being here stresses her the fuck out. I can’t have that with her being pregnant,” he hissed through clenched teeth.

“It isn’t safe for me to leave yet, Tony. I assure you if I thought it was, I’d be out of here in a heartbeat. Do you know how fucking uncomfortable it is to be in a place where you know that you’re not wanted?” I asked as anger started to rise in me. “No, you don’t know what that’s like, so why don’t you hold your judgement until you’ve walked a day in my goddamn shoes!”

Before he could say anything else, a shirtless man came waltzing through the room and motioned for Tony.

I looked him over, not being able to help my eyes roaming. The man looked good, though he was young. Even younger than Cameron. Oh wait, I recognized him. He’d given me a lap dance once.

I grinned at the thought and laughed to myself. I forgot that one of the male strippers from a joint not too far away was a prospect. A spy, really. Some of our enemies frequented his place. Maybe he had intel.

Tony gave me a look that said our conversation wasn’t over and headed over to see what was going on. Out of curiosity, I stood from the couch and edged my way closer to where they were standing so I could hear what he was saying.

I knew I shouldn’t be trying to eavesdrop and push my luck with Tony, but I wanted to know what was going on and if my safety was in jeopardy. I snuck so close I was surprised that no one noticed me. I stood as still as I could and listened as the half-dressed man talked to Tony and a few of the others.

“I just thought I should let you know that Devil’s Order has signed a treaty, which means they’ll be purging those who are no longer worthy. I overheard someone talking about it earlier while I was dancing,” he said.

I’d heard the term a few times. It was what the two asshole groups Maxum had duped into following him were calling themselves as a unit now. The Blue Diablos and The Shadow Order.

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