Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“We,” Gia emphasizes and grabs my arm, “are getting the fuck out of here.” She gives my arm a pull, not releasing me until I get to my feet and grab my plate of half-eaten food.
“Okay. Where are we going?” I whisper again.
“Out back,” Kenna says and leads the way. “There’s enough space back there for us to sit and eat while the men deal with MC business.”
We all sit down, and I notice Valentina doesn’t follow us. “Those are the guys who kidnapped me and tied up Dix. Right?”
“Yeah,” Gia growls. “Valentina’s father, her brother, and her old bodyguard. They make up the Los Tres Colombianos,” she explains and gives me a quick rundown of their connection to the club.
“Are we safe out here?” I ask around a bite of the fluffiest scrambled eggs ever. “Is she safe?”
“Yep,” Kenna answers. “Valentina is part of whatever’s going on in there, and we’re not. We’ll be fine out here if anything goes down.” Kenna is serious, more serious than I’ve ever seen her, and I’m kind of intimidated.
“What if they need us?”
“They won’t,” Kenna assures me with a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. The girls chat about other things as we finish up our breakfast. They make small talk about the guys, laughing about whatever comes to mind. But I can’t seem to focus on their conversation because I keep thinking about Lucky and wondering if he needs me.
I push my plate of food away and sip some coffee, hoping the familiar taste will calm my nerves.
“Don’t worry,” Gia says. “They’ll be okay. For one, they’re all packing, even at home. And secondly, those guys take no shit. Seriously. You’ve only been here a little while, and you’ll get used to it. Ace knows what he’s doing.”
She means her words to reassure me, but they instill a deep sense of fear because this is the life I’m choosing.
Kenna apparently sees the look of fear on my face and adds, “We’re not a part of whatever is happening in there. Trust me. You’ll learn soon enough, Aria. It can get pretty intense. We never know who’s going to stroll through those gates, but we’re always ready. Sometimes that means sitting it out. It’s better if we don’t know what they’re doing.” She takes a bite of her breakfast and adds, “You ready for this?”
I draw in a deep breath and then exhale. “Yes, if this is what it takes to be with Lucky, I’m all in.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Lucky
“Arturo Rojas,” Ace says, ignoring the band of glaring bad hombres at his side. “What a surprise.”
The old man steps forward, a dark scowl on his face. “Do you know why our fields in Columbia were dirty-bombed last night, Mr. Ace?”
Ace shrugs. “How would I know? You accusing me of something, old man?”
Rojas sighs. “I can’t prove it yet, but I know this motorcycle club is behind it.” He shakes his head and continues, “I have doubled the size of my army in Colombia, Mr. Ace. Were you aware of that?”
Ace shrugs, completely unbothered by the thinly veiled threat. “Arturo, I don’t know what the fuck you’re thinking in that whopper head of yours, but more product means more shipping and more money. That’s good news for all of us.”
“I thought we were partners,” Arturo says. “I thought the messiness was behind us.”
“Messiness?” Banger barks out a harsh laugh, and Ace puts his hand out to stop him.
“Don’t forget my son,” Arturo adds as a sad expression crosses his face, but he replaces it quickly with anger.
“You killed your son,” Ace reminds him.
“Yeah,” Dix adds. “Don’t put that shit on us. It was all you. Own it.”
“You took my daughter,” Rojas roars, his angry gaze settling on Dix, who looks back defiantly.
Dix takes a step forward, getting in the old man’s face. “You mean my wife, don’t you?” He gives Rojas a shit-eating grin. “She’s mine, motherfucker. You lose.”
Benedicto steps forward, turning with a furious expression at his sister, now standing beside Dix. “At least you’re no longer his whore.”
Dix growls, white-hot rage on his face, and punches Benedicto with so much force he falls back on his ass. “You watch your fucking mouth with my wife, dickhead.”
Bene scrambles to his feet and pushes his chest against Dix. “Or what?”
Dix looks over his shoulder at Valentina, winking at her with love in his eyes before he turns back to her brother. “Or I’ll fucking end you.”
Santiago steps forward, but Arturo stops him. “Not yet.”
He turns a furious glare at Ace, but it slowly shifts into a sneer. “You didn’t think that little firebomb was going to end LTC, did you?” The older man smacks his lips, shaking his head. “I keep reserves all over the country.”
“I know,” Ace answers ominously.
All the color drains from Arturo’s face. “You wouldn’t.”