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“Bitch doesn’t seem keen to be near you,” Greaser stated and stepped forward. “Maybe you ain’t giving her the good shit. Ten minutes with me, and she’ll know a real man!”

“Don’t make me sick. Why the hell would my girl fuck you? You’re fat, smell, and just fuckin’ repulsive,” Sunny retorted.

Hambone and Greaser stared at him with hate.

“Only one of you, Sunny. Walk away before you get hurt. If she’s really your woman, then you can have her when we’ve done. Who knows, she might like our cocks,” Hambone slurred, grabbing himself and thrusting.

Sunny swore he was sick in his mouth. The girl hid her face in his neck and tightened her arms around him.

“Leave, now!” a voice ordered, and Sunny relaxed.

“What?” Hambone complained.

“I said fuckin’ walk, there’ll be consequences for this,” Chance snarled as Hambone and Greaser turned.

“You might be—”

Chance didn’t argue. He grabbed Hambone and cut his sentence off. With one vicious shove, Chance smashed Hambone against the wall.

“Take your woman and leave. From now on in, no more undercover work,” Chance ordered Sunny as Bear appeared behind him.

Sunny nodded and quickly left, heading in the direction of his bike. Chance had clearly overheard the last part and was supporting his bullshit lie, but Sunny was in trouble. What the hell was he going to do with this girl?

“What’s your name?”

“Julie,” she whispered. “Put me down. I can manage.” “You just bought me a shitload of problems. If I release you, those assholes will hunt you. Now I’m responsible for you,” Sunny complained.

“I’ll hide at DeeDee’s,” Julie insisted.

“Who do you think DeeDee works for? Shit, Julie, you might be young, but you’re no fool. How old are you?”

“Nineteen,” Julie replied.

“Bullshit,” Sunny said.

“I’m nineteen! That’s the truth,” Julie exclaimed.

Sunny heard her ire and shock, but he also felt her body shaking in his arms. “Julie. I’m not going to hurt you.

I haven’t put my neck on the line to attack you myself.

But we’ve got a problem, I’ve declared you off-limits as my woman.

If you run now, I’ll get a beatdown, and they’ll hunt you down.

Before you know it, you’ll be spreading your legs as a drugged-up club whore.

” Julie flinched. “I’ll never be that. ”

“You won’t be given a choice. What just happened, Julie, was a mere taste of what would lie in wait for you should my lie be exposed,” Sunny explained.

He reached his bike and nodded at Merry.

Merry’s eyes were huge, but she kept her mouth shut.

“Nobody rides on the back of a brother’s bike unless they’re their old lady. Julie, I need you to get on mine,” Sunny murmured.

“I don’t understand. Just let me go, please,” Julie begged with tears.

“If I ride away without you, those men will come back and attack you. And I won’t be able to stop their rape attempt a second time. You got two choices, me or them,” Sunny stated.

There wasn’t time to mess around with Julie. She either needed to get with the programme or walk. Sunny swung a leg over his bike and waited. As he started his engine, Julie sprang into action and leapt at him.

Sunny helped her onto the back of his Harley and rode off.

Chance

Sunny had just nearly fucked up badly. Luckily, Chance had heard Sunny’s lies and backed him.

Chance guessed what had happened. Hambone and Greaser had seen a pretty girl and decided to take something they weren’t offered.

How those two hadn’t ended up inside was anybody’s guess.

Chance needed them out of the way. He knew Hambone and Greaser were sloppy and had raped five women.

Chance didn’t have a problem using whatever means were necessary to get his club back. He watched Sunny ride past with the girl on his bike. Another innocent to protect. Chance headed down the road and hit a phone box. With a spiteful grin, Chance dialled three numbers.

Sunny – 1996

“Hambone and Greaser went down for fifteen years!” Zeus screamed at them all.

Sunny didn’t dare look at anyone but the irate president.

“What did you expect to happen?” Chance asked calmly. He was lounging in his chair, showing Zeus—or this parody of church—no respect.

“What?” Zeus hissed. Sunny wondered if he’d have a heart attack and do them all a favour. Zeus’s face was bright red, and his veins stood out in stark relief.

“They raped several women and left their cum inside them. The police had DNA on profile and matched them. For fuck’s sake, it was a mere matter of time!”

“They’re your brothers,” Zeus screamed. He looked crazed as he spun on Sunny. “Was that bitch of yours involved?”

“Julie? What the fuck are you talking about?” Sunny demanded, confused.

“They attacked her. Did she tell the police?” Zeus spat.

“Did you sit in the same courtroom as me? Did you see Julie take the stand?” Sunny said incredulously.

“Don’t make yourself look more stupid, Zeus,” Big Al sneered, shaking his head.

“Your brothers are behind bars tonight, and I want to know why!”

“Because they’re filthy rapists,” Tiny snapped.

At the same time, Sunny spoke. “Ain’t no brother of mine.”

Zeus spun on him. “They wear a Hellfire patch!” he yelled.

“I’ll never call two rapists’ brothers. There’s plenty of willing women, you don’t need to rape one. I will not stand by a cunt who rapes. What you going to do about it?” Sunny challenged.

“I’ll whip the skin from your body,” Zeus screamed.

“I wouldn’t worry about Sunny. From what I heard, the cops are watching several members of the club.

I told you to keep a tight leash on your minions.

You failed. All you care about is booze and drugs.

Great, in the meantime, the clubs falling apart.

Those motherfuckers are the first Hellfire members to end up behind bars. More will follow,” Chance warned.

Zeus ignored him, focused on Sunny. “You’ll acknowledge them as brothers.”

“Nope. Do what you want, but I ain’t doing that,” Sunny retorted.

“Can we get back to the matter at hand?” Chance bellowed, letting everybody see a hint of temper.

“I’m talking, and I’m the president!” Zeus snarled.

“Yeah, you need to keep reminding everyone of that. Makes you wonder how fuckin’ insecure you are!

You’ve got a massive problem. You didn’t maintain control of your people.

The cops are looking to lock several more brothers up for crimes they’ve committed,” Chance thundered and banged his fists on a table.

“Well, if we’re a one percenter club, we should have members banged up,” Zeus replied.

Sunny glanced around as eyes widened. Nobody agreed with Zeus, and even in his drunken rage, he realised that.

“You saying you want brothers behind bars?” Chance demanded incredulously.

“No! I’m saying most one-percenters have a few men locked up,” Zeus answered.

“You’d be okay with Grinder doing time?” Sunny poked, and Zeus spun on him.

“You’ve no fuckin’ respect for your patch. I want your stripes,” Zeus hissed.

“Not happening. Sunny is entitled to a position as a legacy. Check the charter. You can’t take his role from him,” Big Al interrupted.

Big Al looked bored as fuck, Sunny thought

“Then he will go in the ring with Hammer, Hound, Spider, and Anarchy for lack of respect,” Zeus snapped.

“Not a problem,” Chance said. “Grinder disrespected me last week. He’ll be facing Levi, Tiny, Shotgun, and Diesel.”

Sunny began laughing at the look on Zeus’s face.

“You can also add Sooty and Brady to that,” Chance added.

Sooty, who was another enforcer, nearly fell off his chair as he gaped at Tiny. Brady, who was treasurer, swallowed hard.

Zeus went even redder as Chance leaned forward. “How many times do I need to repeat myself, asshole? Actions have consequences. Go after one of mine, I’ll take three of yours. Thought that was plain by now.”

“One of yours? They all belong to me,” Zeus yelled.

“Yeah? You don’t have their respect. I do.

You’re nothing but a fat, drunken slob who holds the vote of president by numbers alone.

Only because you bring in women, drugs, booze, and turn a blind eye to the criminality of those you surround yourself with.

A reckoning is coming, Zeus. Time is ticking,” Chance warned.

Despite the fact he was in for a world of pain, Sunny smiled. The club would be cleaned, one way or another.