Page 77 of Biker Daddies

Alto turns around and helps me put on my robe, tying it tight.

My eyes burn as tears form. Oh my god, we got caught. What are we going to do? My heart is racing and Alto brushes my cheek.

Crap. I’m crying.

“I’ll take care of this,” he says. “It will be okay.”

“Prez is going to kill you three. It’s the three of you, right? Jesus Christ, what were you thinking? Harlow? Out of all the women.”

Bane wastes no time. He wraps a hand around Dart’s throat and squeezes until Dart can’t breathe. His face turns red, and with his free hand Bane grabs a knife and presses it against Dart’s cheek.

“You won’t say a word.” The vicious threat in Bane’s tone has slivers of fear slithering down my spine. “Prez isn’t going to find out yet. We will tell him, but it won’t be coming from you. If you say one word, if you breathe one word, I’ll fucking gut you, prospect. I’ll leave you for the vultures to eat on the side of the road. Do you understand?”

Dart nods as fast as he can and Bane lets go. Dart gasps for breath but his threats aren’t over. Colt cocks his gun and aims it at Dart.

“What are you doing!” I do my best to keep my voice down and stand between Dart and the gun.

Colt lowers it immediately, not wanting to chance pointing his gun at me. “Get out of the way, sweetness. Please,” he adds.

“No. Dart is a good person. Just stop,” I beg everyone. “We can talk about this.”

“Like why the fuck he was coming into this room to begin with?” Bane sneers at Dart as he rubs a hand over his throat.

“I knew something was going on. Harlow, you’re a terrible actor,” Dart rasps. “I knew she was coming to see you guys. You aren’t as sly as you think hiding your ‘I want to fuck you’ looks. I wanted to make sure Harlow was okay. She’s my friend.” He swallows, groaning in pain. “I won’t say a word, but I need to know, this is mutual?” His eyes shift to me, wanting to know the truth.

“What the hell? You think we’d take advantage of her? You know us better than that.”

“And how do you think Prez is going to react, Colt?” Dart throws back at him. “She’s nineteen. She’s his daughter. I just caught her getting railed against the wall while you two watched. This isn’t okay.”

“Yes, it is.” Bane’s chest begins to heave, his temper boiling to dangerous levels.

“No. It isn’t. What if it had been Prez instead of me? You aren’t quiet either. I could hear you when I got halfway down the hall. This won’t be the reason why I don’t get patched in. This never fucking happened. I didn’t see shit. Understood? When you’ll go down, you won’t take me with you.” Dart runs his hands through his hair and shakes his head. “All this for sex? You have the whores. You guys could have had any of them.”

“Didn’t want any of them.” Bane wraps his arms around me from the back. “Wanted Harlow. We all do. She’s ours.”

“It isn’t about sex, Dart,” Alto explains. “I mean, it’s amazing, but it’s more than that. She’s got our patches tattooed.”

His eyes round so much I’d think they were about to fall out of his head if it were possible. “You tattooed her without talking to Prez? Oh my god, you all are stupid.” Dart goes to leave and Colt steps in front of him, gun pointed under Dart’s chin.

Dart leans into it, daring Colt to pull it.

“Say one word,” Colt warns.

“I won’t. I have too much at stake here too. I value Harlow’s friendship.”

“Thank you,” I whisper through tears.

Colt lowers his gun and Dart leaves the room.

That was too close.

Which means the truth is finding a way to set itself free.

18

ALTO

Iwould be lying if I said I didn’t sweat every day with anxiety this past week. Any time I see Grizzly, I wait for the punch to the face, but nothing ever happens, so Dart has kept his word and kept his mouth shut. He’s also not spoken to us since that night. I don’t blame him. How does someone react when they find the Prez’s daughter getting fucked against the wall.

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