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CHAPTER NINETEEN

HAP

“Do you think it’s wise to bring her back?” Beast asks.

“It’s what she fucking wanted, so it’s what I’m giving her,” I snap.

“I’m right here, you know!” Sandy whines.

“Shut up. You’re getting paid, aren’t you?” I counter. When she told me what Alina had told her, I wanted to bend Alina over my fucking knee and tan her ass. I didn’t know what she was thinking. Was she testing me or pushing me away? Deep inside, I knew it was the latter, so I was calling her fucking bluff. I paid Sandy to come back to the house with me. What I would do when we got there, I had no fucking clue. I was pissed. No, I was furious that she had tried to set me up like that.

“I’m not sleeping with you. I ain’t no whore,” Sandy protests.

I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose. “Darlin’, I mean this with the utmost respect, but I wouldn’t sleep with you if you were the last fucking woman on the shitty earth. My dick firmly belongs to the woman waiting for me at home.”

“Your aunt?! You’re a sick fucker,” she gasps, her face full of disgust.

“She ain’t my fucking aunt,” I growl. Hawk snorts a laugh from the passenger seat of the truck. “You can shut your fucking mouth,” I snap, but Hawk just laughs louder.

“Sorry brother, but this shit is hilarious. You know Alina is going to hit the fucking roof when she sees Sandy,” he warns.

“Hey, I tried to warn him. It’s his fucking funeral,” Beast mutters.

“Alina will not lose her shit. She contains that shit. Hell, she is the most stubborn woman I have ever fucking met. She will be making a fucking cup of tea, refusing to back down.”

“Pfft, I hope you’re right,” Beast scoffs.

After the truck comes to a stop, I jump out and wait for Sandy to get out. The other truck that has Ghost, Cash, Spider, and Acid in comes to a stop a few seconds later. I hear the door slam shut, and the sound of heavy boot stomping follows us. Ghost was pissed. He was sure it was Star that had come up with the idea. I wasn’t so sure. Alina was cunning, and she worked every angle she could to get the result she wanted.

I grab Sandy’s hand in mine and drag her through the front door, the clicking of her heels scurrying behind me as I go in search of Alina. I walk past the living room and see it’s empty and storm straight to the bedroom, but as I turn the handle to open it, I find it’s locked.

I beat my fist against the door. “Alina! Open the fucking door!” I yell.

“No!” she yells back.

“Alina, I’m not fucking playing. Open the fucking door!” I roar.

“Kiss my ass!” she yells back.

“Maybe we should leave it be,” Sandy whispers nervously beside me.

“Alina, open this damn door or I will kick it in,” I warn, giving it a swift kick in warning.

I hear the lock turn, and Alina swings the door open, her face flushed with anger, her eyes ablaze with fire. Her eyes flick to Sandy, and that fire in her eyes soars.

“Why the fuck is she here?” she asks through gritted teeth.

I cross my arms over my chest. “Well. It’s what you arranged, isn’t it? So I figured I’d just bring her back here. Sandy, go and make yourself comfortable on the bed. I will be there in a minute,” I state.

“She isn’t going anywhere near my bed!” Alina seethes.

“It’s my room and my bed,” I argue. “Sandy, go to my bed.”

Sandy takes a tentative step forward, and that’s when Alina glares at her, a snarl curling at her lips. “Take one more step towards this room, and I will knock you on your fucking ass,” Alina threatens. Sandy freezes. “That goes for you, too,” she adds, flicking her venomous glare to me.

“I will be sleeping in that bed,” I growl back at her.

“Do you know what? Fine, take the bed. Take your whore and enjoy all the young athletic fucking!” she yells as she turns away, only to return carrying a bag and wheeling her case as she pushes Sandy out of the way, knocking her into me. I steady Sandy by holding her shoulders as Alina storms towards the front door. She doesn’t get far before I turn and run after her.

“Warned you it wouldn’t end well,” Beast mutters to me as I pass.

“Fuck off!” I snap. Alina grabs the handle of the front door, ready to swing it open when I place my hand on it and slam it shut before she can open it fully.

“Get out of my way. I’m going home,” she sighs.

“No,” I grit out.

“Look, it’s okay. I, this...” She pauses, gesturing to her stomach before she looks up to the ceiling, as if searching for the words. “It may seem fine right now, but when the baby is screaming and up all night, and I’m tired and looking like shit, or even in five years time when we are taking the kid to school and people ask if I’m your mom. All of it. What if you want more kids? What if I don’t? What if I do too, but I can’t because I’m too old?! You could be with someone your own age or younger. You could grow old together with them, have a whole family with them.” Her voice breaks slightly, and my fingers twitch to reach out to hold her.

“So, you’re leaving for me?” I frown.

She gives me a tight smile, her eyes glimmering with tears. “I’m leaving for me,” she rasps, looking away before she glances back at me. “I’m doing it for me. I’m protecting myself from something that would destroy me.”

I shake my head. “So you think just because you are, what, 14 years older than me, suddenly in a few years time I’m going to realise this fact and think what have I done? I must find someone younger,” I state in a mocking voice. I step closer into her space, reaching my hand out to cup her face. She turns her head away, letting my hand fall. I exhale a long breath. “What will it take for you to realise I want you?” I ask.

Her eyes come to mine. “That’s the thing though, isn’t it? You don’t want me. If I wasn’t pregnant right now, you wouldn’t want me. This is all just make-believe, a fairy tale.” She sniffs.

“Baby, if this was a fucking fairy tale, we wouldn’t all be cooped up in here sharing a fucking house with my entire club, and we wouldn’t be stood here talking shit. We would be in bed with my dick buried deep inside your beautiful pussy,” I growl, feeling my temper rise again in frustration.

Her spine stiffens at my tone, and the raw vulnerability that was in her eyes disappears before being swiftly replaced with anger. “Really?! I’m telling you how I feel, how it fucking is, and you bring up fucking. Fucking?!” She lets out a cynical chuckle. “Just proving my point. You’re so immature that you can’t even have an adult conversation,” she snaps.

“An adult conversation? You call honey trapping me an adult conversation?! Fuck me,” I sigh. “You need to get out of your own head and listen to what I am fucking telling you. I. Want. You! I don’t give a shit if you’re pregnant or not. You having my kid is a fucking bonus. For an intelligent woman, you’re a bit fucking slow in seeing what is clearly right in front of you,” I seethe. “Oh, maybe it’s the old age. You losing your hearing?” I say through gritted teeth.

“Fuck you,” she rasps, her voice coarse with rage.

“Oh baby, I wish you fucking would.” I smirk.

She stands there, her eyes burning with anger, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to contain her rage. “You can keep on wishing. I will only allow myself to fuck real men in the future, not little boys,” she grinds out.

“Look, maybe you both should calm down,” Maggie says as she approaches, trying to defuse the situation. We both ignore her.

I look over my shoulder and see Sandy stood there watching on with wide eyes. Turning, I stalk to Sandy and drape my arm over her shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Sandy hisses.

“Just play along.” I whisper in her ear. “You don’t think I’m a real man?” I pause, trailing my lips along Sandy’s neck before I nip at her lobe. “Tell her, darlin’. Tell her how my tongue made you scream.”

“Jesus Christ, have you got a death wish, brother?” I hear Beast sigh.

“It felt so good,” Sandy says on a breathy whimper.

“Good,” I whisper in her ear. I move away from her and stalk back towards Alina. Her body is vibrating with fury, and I smirk, knowing that I’ve broken through that hard facade she always wears when trying to hide her true emotions. “What’s the matter? It’s what you wanted,” I taunt.

She rears her hand back, and as her palm collides with my cheek with such force, my head whips to the side. “Fuck you. Stay the fuck away from me,” she croaks. I turn my gaze back to hers, only to see tears cascading down her cheeks. My heart lurches in my chest seeing the pain in her eyes. Pain that I just fucking caused.

“Shit,” I breathe. “Baby,” I say softly, reaching for her.

“No! Leave me alone. Stay the fuck away from me,” she fumes, holding up her hand to keep me away. “Aaah!” she whimpers, clutching her stomach. My gut lurches as she whimpers in pain, again holding her stomach.

“Alina?” I ask, fear creeping up my spine as I reach for her.

“No,” she whimpers as she clutches her stomach and lowers herself to the floor. I freeze. Star runs up behind me, pushing past to Alina and crouches down beside her.

“We need to get her to a hospital now!” Star yells. I move quickly and crouch down to Alina. Star moves out of the way and turns to Sandy. “Someone take this dumbass home,” she orders.

Alina tries to protest. “No,” she sobs.

“Shut up and let me help you,” I tell her as I scoop her up in my arms. I stand, and Cash already has the door open. As I rush through, holding Alina tight in my arm, Beast is already at the truck holding the back door open for us. I climb in, shifting her in my arms. She doesn’t say anything, and she doesn’t protest at me holding her. She just lets silent tears fall, clutching her small bump. My heart shatters into a million fucking pieces. If something has happened to our kid, if she loses him, it’s because of me.

It’s my fault.