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I go to look away, to leave, not wanting to see this new person, but I freeze when the ring girl with big breasts and light pink curly hair saunters over to Jaylen, and I bite my lip.
Push her away, please push her away.
The woman slides her hand up his sweaty, bloodied chest, and my heart shatters right before me as he wraps his hand around her waist, pulling her up against his body causing everyone to cheer louder.
My mouth parts with shock, my eyes tearing up, and I watch as she slowly licks her tongue up his neck, tasting him before biting his earlobe, then sucking it, and not once does he push her away. Instead, he holds her tighter while the announcer calls him the winner.
Allowing my tears to fall and to understand we really are over, I slowly turn and make my way through the crowd, no one paying attention to me.
He’s moved on.
He never did love me.
Bile builds in the back of my throat, burning me, and I pick up my pace to get out of the warehouse.
All the anger I felt, the fury, it’s turned into agony. I’m finally allowing myself to feel the heartbreak, something I’ve never had before, and it’s drowning me.
The little girl dying, the subpoena, and this, I don’t know how to breathe.
I push a few people out of my way who are trying to get to the ring, most likely to get photos of J… no Viper, and I rush out of the door, ready to get the hell out of here.
He stopped being my Jaylen when I realized he was a brother and not just any brother, but a Dark Angel’s brother at that. A club I haven’t trusted since I was ten years old.
I get four steps away from the door, walking past a brother's bike, most likely Blade’s, but freeze next to it when I hear, “I’ll give you one motherly advice, don’t fall for a brother.”
I try to steady my breathing and, already knowing who opened their mouth, I reply, “You’re no mother, you’re a whore.” without turning around.
She snorts, “That may be so, and I don’t deny it. I want to be a kept woman, and a brother is the perfect man. Wallet full of cash and good in the sack, what more can a woman ask for, but I am telling you now, don’t fall for a brother, they’ll only hurt you.”
I half turn my head to see her smoking, wearing a tiny dress that barely covers her, and I admit, “Too late, but you already know that, right, Cherri?”
She smirks, “Of course I do. I ensured he overheard a conversation with your grandmother, so he’ll never look at youagain. Viper is mine, so you need to learn your place and stay the heck away from the club. I don’t want you, I never did, and neither does Viper, so keep walking and don’t come back.”
“My pleasure,” I sneer, not shocked she’s claimed my ex and I curl my lip at her before walking away, her cackles following me, but I’ll do as she demanded.
It’s time I cut the club out of my life, and besides, I’ve got a court case to figure out, and it’s not like anyone will notice me missing, especially not Viper.
Chapter 8
Viper
I slowly spin my phone between my fingers as I lean back in my chair, the music from the club echoing underneath my door as men cheer for the women on the stage doing their thing.
My body fucking hurts after my fight with Cannon tonight, but going to the club wasn’t an option, even if I did just want a hot fucking shower and sleep.
Blade has been trying to get me to speak to him since I brought up going nomad. I’ve been ignoring him, not wanting the lecture while trying my hardest not to think about Lake. I even allowed Kitty, the ring girl whose been trying to fuck me for the past year to lick my skin and grind up on me.
And did it work? No, it fucking didn’t!
Am I willing to go further with someone to see if that would work? I don’t know.
Even the thought of it makes my skin crawl, but honestly, I don’t know what else to do when our relationship is over.
Shaking my head, I drop my phone on my desk with a sigh. I need to call Blade to discuss my possibly going nomad for a while, but fuck, I ache too much for the argument. I allowed Cannon more shots than normal, going into a trance until my brothers shouted me.
I lean back in my chair and close my eyes, Lake’s dark green ones popping into my head, her laughter filling my ears, which makes me tense as my chest tightens with heartache. I’m wishing it would fuck off, before my office door opens and I sigh, expecting it to be an employee bitching about the main stage in the center of the room that brings in more tips.
I open my eyes ready to tell whatever bitch it is to piss off and fight it out but I tilt my head as Kitty saunters in wearing a silver mini dress that hangs from her shoulders, just covering her tits as it hangs down, the slit in the middle of her chest hitting just above her mound.
