Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Shel, Razor and Hollywood broke into more laughter while everyone else looked stunned. She supposed it was quite a list to what she knew had been a rhetorical question. But if you don’t ask, you don’t get.
“Sure, I’ll get that shit sorted for you. For now though, get your ass back behind the bar for two more hours while most of the brothers are still standing. I’ll come get you when you’re done and show you what you can do for me tomorrow.” Shel smiled and winked at her.
Nicole didn’t mind being dismissed, especially by Shel. She seemed the type of woman she could be friends with. She needed to get her mind on something else, going over all that Riot stuff was giving her a headache and dragging up some memories she’d rather stay buried.
“Thanks, Shel.” She returned Shel’s smile and went back to the bar.
She could feel Duke’s gaze on her back. She didn’t have the mental energy to be pissed at him anymore. After listening to some of the stories they’d mentioned of their dealings with a Riot, Nicole could understand why Duke would do anything to give them the upper hand. She had ignored him completely through the entire conversation. He had a way of muddling her brain and at the time she wanted to stay mad at him. If only she could stop wanting him, but she didn’t. Her body and mind were at war and so far her body was winning. Then again, her mind wasn’t putting up much of a fight. A tumble with him might just clear her headache, she smirked to herself.
Duke
He hated watching Nicole walk away from him. It felt unnatural somehow. The group continued to discuss what she’d told them.
“Fuck. I never thought how dangerous it would be for her to be here after she told me about Riot earlier. Just thought about what we could find out. Shit.” Duke was trying to keep his cool, he hadn’t fully appreciated her unwillingness to share. He thought she was just being cagey or hiding something. He understood it now though, after everything she’d said. Listening to her describing her punishments and encounters with Wrath, and other Riot brothers, made him want to attack them straight away. He knew she’d majorly skimmed over the details too, and he wanted so badly to know everything so that he could make every punch and bullet hole coming to those fuckers count.
She sure as shit wouldn’t be put in any danger by being here at the compound, if he had anything to do with it. She could stay with him in his apartment upstairs, if need be. It would get her off the first floor and no one would expect her to be in there. He supposed she could move into one of the brothers’ rooms on the second floor that wasn’t occupied full time and knew plenty would offer. He would pound every last one into the ground if that happened until she had nowhere to go but to him. He chose to ignore the fact that the compound had never been infiltrated, and that what floor she was on was of little consequence. His growing obsession was starting to piss him off. He needed to screw her out of his system, that was all. One night and he’d be back to his old self. He internally scoffed, he couldn’t even convince himself of that lie.
“Fucking, Nole. He should have told us she’d spent time there. He may be a dumb bastard but he knows enough, and he would be well aware that this could start a storm of shit with Riot.” Razor always had his back.
“Nothing we can do differently now. She’ll have to stay inside the compound boundaries at all times. I know, Shel, you were gonna pass the grocery shopping on to her while she was here, but it ain’t goin’ to happen. You’ll have keep it up. Other than beat the piss out of Nole Fletcher, there’s not much else we can do until we know more. The shit she told us, if it’s still accurate, is like the fucking golden goose taking a dump in our lap. This could all be a good thing. Guess we’ll have wait and see.” Prez was right. As usual.
“Shit, Tanya just texted saying Rod’s sick. I’m gonna have go get him and take him home. Razor, could you show Nicole the kitchen and say I’ll sort the rest with her tomorrow? She seemed comfortable around you. I’ve gotta go.” Shel stood up to leave.
“Sure. No problem. Besides she may need a hand!” He waggled his eyebrows and thrust his fingers suggestively.
Something in Duke exploded. “You keep your fucking hand to yourself! I’ll show her the fucking kitchen.” The mere idea of his brother getting to her first had him spitting.
“Okay, okay. I know the score, you saw her first. However, if you don’t seal the deal tonight, all bets are off come morning. That’s some quality pussy and I ain’t gonna give any other brother the chance of a shot with her if she don’t want your moody ass.” His brothers started laughing, particularly Kick and Hollywood.
“Fuck you! You stay the hell away from Nicole, or I’ll nail you to the fucking wall!” He couldn’t stop the words firing from his mouth. He’d lost control. Fuck. He had never threatened his brother unless they were joking around.
“He’s right you know. Musketeers have already offered her a trial run.” Hollywood, added. He loved pulling a reaction out of Duke.
No way Duke would let her end up with those three’s ‘property of’ rockers on her back. He stormed outside to get some air. Shit, he’d completely lost it. What was the bitch doing to him? He was gutted that he’d lost it with Razor, the guy was his younger brother and they always had each others backs. It must have been hearing all that fucked up shit that had happened to her that set him off. It had his mind turning over, and he was sure Nicole hadn’t told them all of it.