Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 43020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“Maybe I made a mistake,” he said.
She shook her head. “It had to be done. Forge asked and I agreed. Do you think he’d be so forgiving if I told him I wasn’t interested in helping? He’s a smart man. He saw Hank’s interest in me and used it to his advantage. The club comes first. I understand how it works, Dog.”
Forge demanded loyalty and obedience. If Sable had refused to support the club, Forge would have likely tossed her out on her ass like he had with Romy. Club life wasn’t for the faint of heart.
“What about the note?”
“What about it?”
He spun away, running both hands through his hair before turning back to face her. “How, Sable? How can it be true? I’ve seen brothers go to your room with my own eyes. They weren’t planning to play cards with you.”
“They were drunk and slept it off. I can’t be responsible for the stories they tell the next day. Hard to believe I’m not a whore, isn’t it? Why? Because my mother and sister can’t keep their legs closed? I’m not like them, Dog. I never will be. Maybe leaving the club is the best thing for me.”
“And being Hank’s woman fits perfectly in your plan?”
“Fuck you.” She ran up the stairs away from him.
Of course, he couldn’t leave it alone, chasing after her. She’d locked herself in the bedroom, so he used the side of this body to ram the door open. It cracked and splintered before hitting the wall behind it.
He stood there, his breathing labored.
She was crying, backing away from him.
“Don’t run from me,” he said.
“What do you want from me? I’m trying to do what’s right, but all you do is make me feel like trash,” she said. “I guess it’s not much different from how you’ve treated me the past year.”
“I shouldn’t have come here,” he said, his fire fading. This was all his fault. If he’d had a handle on his emotions, he’d be home at the club with nothing on his conscience.
“Why did you?”
He stalked forward until she was trapped against the wall by her bed. Dog braced one hand near her head. “Because I can’t stand the thought of another man’s hands on you.”
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Why did he care? At any point over the years, he could have come to her room at the club and she wouldn’t have refused him. Not Dog. But he didn’t want her, in fact, he barely tolerated her.
But he was here when he shouldn’t be, passionate and jealous. What did it mean? Club men were territorial, in general. He was the only one besides Forge who knew this was all fake, so he probably couldn’t stand the thought of a dirty cop enjoying pussy that belonged to the club.
That was the only explanation.
“It’s a sacrifice Forge is willing to make.”
“Not me,” he said.
He ran the backs of his fingers along her arm. For years, the scent of his cologne drove her wild. It was unique to him, and even now, her body reacted. The stubble on his face was coming in, and she craved to scrape her nails over it.
“Because I’m club property.”
Dog gave a slight shake of his head, not losing eye contact. “You belong to me.”
She breathed in a barely audible gasp.
“I don’t want Hank touching you. Not a fucking finger. If he tries anything, you call me. Understand?”
“Forge wouldn’t approve. That’s not part of the plan.”
“That’s not what I asked you. Do you understand?”
She nodded, not willing to argue with the VP. Since she was a child, the chain of command had been drilled into her, and it was a difficult habit to shake.
His blue eyes had always been one of his dominant features, but the way he stared at her right now unraveled her.
God, she wanted to touch him, to wear his cut, to feel his lips against hers.
“Say it.”
“I’ll call you if the cop tries anything.”
“Good girl.”
She loved when he said that to her in his rough, masculine voice. It made her all kinds of crazy. His gaze roved down her body. She was only wearing an oversized pajama t-shirt. Not the sexiest thing she owned, but it still barely covered her body. She swore he was going to rip it off her body, to force her to the bed and fuck the virginity right out of her.
Instead, he grabbed a handful of her hair in his fist, leaned closer, and took a deep breath. He exhaled on a near growl, a deep gravely sound that made her pussy wet.
“Don’t tell Forge I was here.”
“Dog?”
“Keep it between us.”
She didn’t like secrets like this. If the prez found out, she’d be exiled or worse. Even Dog was putting himself at risk. Why? Sable was loyal to the club. It was her home and all she knew. The only reason she’d agreed to this was because Forge requested it, but also because Dog had been pushing her away. She felt it was her only option.