Page 63 of Menace

“What are you doing here? Besides wanting to know if the baby is yours? Now that you know it’s yours you can leave. Don’t worry, I won’t tell your bitch you’re the baby daddy. I don’t want her skank ass anywhere near my boy, not that it’s going to be a problem once Bren and I go home. I don’t need or want your support or help. This ink slut with the gross kid and fat ass can look after herself. I don’t need…”

Lucky’s hand covered my mouth stopping the viciousness spewing from me.

“Listen to me, and listen carefully, Harper. You just told me the baby is mine, and even though I want to believe you I’m going to need proof. I want a DNA test. Once we have the results we’ll talk about what’s goin’ to happen next. If he’s mine you have to know I’m goin’ to be in his life and in yours. But we’ll wait until we have answers before we get into that.”

I shook my head from side to side, no way was he getting a DNA test.

My DNA would be flagged and the family will know exactly where I was. Not going to happen.

I opened my mouth to try and interrupt but he didn’t give me a chance.

“For now I need you to understand somethin’. Even though we don’t have the results yet I will protect the two of you. So until we get the results you and your baby are under my protection. And just to be clear, all that shit at the studio was a lie, a lie to keep the slut from gettin’ too interested in you and your boy.”

He leaned in close, his face right in mine. His dark eyes narrowed and angry.

“And, babe, stop pissin’ me off. I’ve not had my dick anywhere near that vile bitch’s snatch. She’s a fuckin’ job, that’s it. A job my president asked me to do for the club.”

I tried to interrupt but he just shook his head and I sank back against the cushions, crossed my arms and listened as he laid it out. And what he told me I didn’t like, I didn’t like it at all.

“I shouldn’t be tellin’ you this but you need to know how serious this fuckin’ situation is. My club is bein’ targeted by a drug cartel. The slut is part of the cartel and we need to know what they’re plannin’. My job is to get her to talk.”

No way was I going to shut up any longer.

“I know exactly what it means to get information from a mark, a female mark at that. I’ve been around the Road Warriors for years. I’ve seen plenty of shit go down, and you know I’m not clueless. What does all of this have to do with me? I’m not involved with you or your club. I work at the tattoo studio, that’s it. If it becomes a problem I’ll go home, easy.”

He pushed even further into my personal space.

“Denim’s at the studio and Viper’s here, both are watchin’ over you, and that says you have club protection. You’re involved whether you like it or not.” His eyes softened. “Baby, listen to me and take it in, believe what I’m tellin’ you. I didn’t know you were here and took on the fuckin’ job to get the information for my club. I’ve not touched her more than I’ve had to, and believe me, I really don’t want to touch her.” He grimaced. “She wanted me to fuck her but I didn’t.”

Pft. Of course she wanted it.

The way she clung to him like a leech at the studio said it all. She was showing the world he was hers. Putting her owner’s stamp on him.

Of course he didn’t stop talking while I pulled disgusted faces at him.

“Until we get the results of the DNA test I won’t be around. I have a job to do and while I’m doin’ it I need to know you and the baby is safe. My prez is goin’ to put more brothers on you while we take care of this shit.”

Finally it was my turn to talk.

“We’re not getting a DNA test done. It’s not safe for me or Ry.” I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at him defiantly.

At first he looked like he was going to argue but then he relaxed. His big hand cupped my face and he stroked his thumb over my cheek.

“I’m not going to argue with you. Just listen to your guards and be safe, okay? I won’t be back because we can’t have more attention comin’ your way than you’ve already got. Carmella didn’t like that you stood up to her. Stick with the guys and do what they tell you to do. They’re here to keep the two of you safe. Do not go off on your own, ever. Do not set foot outside of this house without them.”

I was getting scared, really scared.

“You’re scaring me. Why would they come after me? I’m nobody.”

He sighed and looked at Ry then out the window.

“You’re a beautiful feisty woman. The cartel abducts beautiful women and sell them. They’ll sell your boy as well. She’s seen you, and you pissed her off, she’s a vindictive bitch who likes to hurt people. She’s not going to come for you, I’m just bein’ careful.”

If he had looked into my eyes as he was telling me I would have believed him. Not looking at me? It made a rock hard lump of fear gather in my gut. It was different from the fear of my family. This fear was for my child. It was worse than anything I have ever felt before.

“Don’t fight me on this,‘tite chatte(little cat), listen to Brendan and the brothers and stay safe. Do as they tell you and do not argue, even if what they tell you to do seems stupid.”

Drawing in a deep breath I gave him what he wanted.

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