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“Grimm!” I screamed, uncaring whether anyone heard me.

“That’s right, Gina.” His thrusts deepened and sped up, the grip on my neck tightening. “This is my body. My pussy,” he groaned as he stilled inside me, warm ropes of cum painting my womb. “Fuck!”

He released my throat, and I collapsed on his desk, utterly exhausted and thoroughly fucked. Jesus, the man was a damn machine. He remained inside me, our pants mingling with the garage sounds filtering in through the door. When he slipped out of me, I heard his zipper go up. Then he pulled my panties back up and helped me stand.

As I gazed into his eyes, fire still simmered in them. “You’re mine, Gina. No one else’s.”

At that moment, I completely understood the hold my father had on my mother because it was the same hold Tavish MacDaniel had on me. No matter the backlash coming, he was mine, and I was his.

“I’m yours, Tavish.”

He released a breath, and the fire in his eyes slowly died as he placed the sweetest kiss on my lips.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

GRIMM

Church

At the head of the table, I leaned back in the chair and watched every emotion from disbelief to anger cross my officers’ faces. They all understood the gravity of the situation, or should I say, what my new relationship with Gina could cost us.

I couldn’t believe I was even saying it. Me. Grimm, President of Sin City, was trying his hand at a relationship.

What in the actual fuck?

It had been more than a month since I’d made the deal with Gina, and finally, the time to call Church with the entire club came. I’d already explained the deal to the officers, even though everyone had heard about my run-in with Colin because he couldn’t keep his damn mouth shut. And the bruises, of course.

Many of the older brothers were not happy with my decision. They remembered everything the club and my family had gone through when Angus was convicted. I couldn’t blame them or anyone else for how they felt. It wouldn’t change anything, though. No one said shit about it, regardless of how they felt. When I wanted to discuss Gina, I brought it to Church. The only other person who had the balls to say anything outside of this room, other than Colin, was my uncle, Fergus. He understood not to have Gina’s name come out of his fucking mouth, or I’d treat him like I treated everyone else who fucked with me, despite the blood we shared. After our conversation, nothing else was said, but I didn’t miss the sneers he'd aimed my way, and I was sure Angus had gotten an earful from him and Colin. He hadn’t summoned me to Atwater yet, but it was coming. I just hoped I had good news when I showed up.

Since I believed we were getting closer to finding Gina’s brother and confirming the Bianchis were involved with trying to take over our territory, it was time to bring everything to the table. Like it or not, Sin City was going to go head-to-head with the mafia. Everyone needed to know what might come our way since we were getting closer to connecting the judge and his son to the Bianchis.

We confirmed Bianchi triggered Angus’ downfall by killing the agent and having the judge finger him for the crime, but we were still digging into what the Bianchis had on the judge to make him choose sides. They didn’t expect me to take over due to my lack of interest in the club before all this shit went down. They thought once Angus was out of the way, the club would disband and the members absorbed into other chapters, leaving our Vegas territory up for grabs. Not only was Sin City MC one of the most ruthless in the country, we were also one of the largest with a chapter in every state in the southwest and on the west coast. No way in hell would the Mother Chapter ever disband even if a MacDaniel wasn’t at the head.

Dumbasses.

“It’s bullshit!” Dagger, one of the older brothers yelled from the back. “Why in the hell do you think she’s not using you to take all of us down?”

Church was sacred. Although I was president, during this time, all patched members were allowed to bring their grievances to the table without consequences, even if it was about the president. This was the only place shit like this was allowed, and this was the only time my relationship would ever be questioned by them without backlash from me.

“How much do you know about this woman, Grimm?” Viper asked. He was much calmer than most of the guys, especially Aries. Viper was more like Preacher, not one for confrontation. Preacher had a deep mistrust of women. Skepticism remained on his face, but he wouldn’t question my motives like some others.

“I know enough.” I propped my hands behind my head.

Shadow’s scowl deepened at my response. I didn’t expect much push back from him either. Vocally, that was. But his face told me where he stood on the matter. He didn’t like my decision, and that was fine. Nothing would change it.

“I hope she’s worth it.” Viper sighed, shaking his head.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, already tired of the conversation, the scowls, and the mistrust from men I’d known for years. We had more important things to discuss. To me, this was a waste of my time and theirs. No grievance brought to the table about Gina would make me change my mind.

None.

“All of you say what you got to say now. After you all get over your feelings and shit, I don’t want to hear her name come out of anyone’s mouth. We got more important shit to discuss than who I’m fucking.”

“But who you’re fucking could send us all to prison,” Dagger seethed, and affirmations of his opinion echoed around the room. “Don’t you get that, Grimm, or don’t you give a fuck? Did you even ask yourself why the hell an attorney would come to you for help? And not just a normal attorney, the one who put your damn father in prison!”

“Do you think I’m fucking stupid, Dagger!” I slammed my palm on the table. “Of course, I did. Unlike what you all think, I’m not thinking with my dick. We both get something out of this deal. I’ve been leading this goddamn club for eleven fucking years! Give me some credit.”

“So, what’s this deal?” Jax asked, the first words he’d spoken the entire time. I’d expected him to be more vocal, but he remained quiet, watching. “Why the hell are you putting us all at risk because of her?”