Page 27 of Anarchy

“Keep fucking with me and I’ll fuck your throat raw with my gun, then pull the trigger. I wonder where my little bullet will end up? Have you ever wondered where it would come out from?” I say, tilting my head with a sinister smile on my face. I release his neck and remove the gun from his mouth, taking a step back to sit on the table. He heaves as he rubs his neck, staring up at me with murderous eyes.

“You’re dismissed. Get the fuck out of here now before I change my mind,” I spit and he snarls, getting up, ripping his mask from the table and placing it over his still red face before exiting the room.Jesus fucking christ.

Instead of moving back to my seat, I stay where I am, placing the gun back in my holster. Taking a deep breath, I straighten my spine before another man comes into the room wearing a navy suit. He stands against the wall and removes his mask. He looks oddly familiar with his shaved head, light blue eyes and pointed nose.

“So you’re the new boss?” he asks in a Russian accent, and I nod.

“You must be Stefan, Serbian leader of the Ilich family. I was actually expecting Maximus. Is he dead?” I smile, and he nods.

“I am, and he is. We took him out along with the rest of his bloodline, which wasn’t many, but you will not have to worry about that disgusting family anymore,” he says, folding his arms over his chest.

“Ok, good. I’m Jade, by the way, but I’m sure you knew that already,” I say, and he nods again.

“You won’t have any problems with me, I can assure you,” he says.

“Well, if that’s everything, I look forward to working with you.” I smile, sticking my hand out, which he shakes, then puts his mask back on and exits the room.Well, that was easy enough. How many more fucking people are left? I’m ready to be done with this shit. I’m fucking hungry and want a damn soda.

The door swings open again and another man enters wearing black jeans, boots and a black button-down shirt. He takes his mask off, and I laugh.

“How the fuck did you get a seat at this damn table?” I say, and he shakes his head.

“Well, your father used to sit here and Ryder doesn’t want the club anymore, so someone needed to take over,” Slash says, and I shake my head.

“Jesus christ. I didn’t even know Dad was a part of the council. I swear to god there better not be anymore surprises tonight like fucking Dalton walking in here because I will blow his fucking head off,” I spit, and he laughs.

“That would be too easy, wouldn’t it? Unfortunately, only two of the three made the seat, and that was a close call,” he says, and my mind whirls.

“Wait, what?” I say, dumbfounded by this revelation.

“Fuck, Jade. You really don’t know who all the counsel members are?” he says, and I shake my head.

“Well, shit. Guess it’s my turn to let the next one in. There’s only two more out there.” He smiles, but I just sit here not saying a word because I have so many fucking questions and none of them will be answered until I speak to my dad.Fuck.

“Alright. Well, let the next asshole in,” I growl, and he laughs.

“This looks good on you, Princess.” He smiles, and I nod as he puts his mask back on and exits the room.What the fuck? The Aces all sat at the table. This makes no fucking sense. How? Why?

The door opens again, and another man walks in, but his stance is so fucking familiar. He shuts the door behind him and takes his mask off, and I gasp.

“Gio?” I say, and he smiles.

“Yes, it’s me. Don’t worry. I won’t give you any issues. I’m only here in place of Dario, for today. Carmine is going to fight for this seat the moment he finds out that I took Dario’s place, so be prepared for that,” he warns, and I nod.

“Thank you for doing that. I have so many damn questions, and I can’t wait for this meeting to be done with,” I admit, and he nods.

“One more to go, then we can discuss things out there with the rest of them,” he says, and I nod as he, once again, puts his mask back on and exits the room. I’m fucking mind blown. So, Armando was here for the Roselli family, which means if Dario was alive, he would be here now. Which also means…. The door opens and shuts. I don’t even look up as he stands between my legs, cupping my face, forcing me to look up at him. I tilt my head and roll my eyes.

“Take off the fucking mask,” I order, and he laughs, removing it, pressing his lips against mine. I moan, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“How’s my Babygirl doing?” he asks, and I sigh.

“I’ve got a lot to tell you, but that can wait until later. Just hold me. I need a fucking minute.” I breathe as he wraps his arms around my waist, hugging me tightly.

“You’ve got this, Queen. Take a deep breath. Put that mask on and let me watch you work the room. And once we're done, I’m taking your sexy ass to bed and worshipping every inch of you,” he whispers, licking the shell of my ear.

“I like the sound of that,” I moan.

“Stop making those sounds baby or I’ll take you right here on this table, and all those people out there will hear their queen cumming for her king.” He growls, biting my neck. I shove him away, and he laughs, putting his mask back on and exiting the room.

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