Page 66 of Ruthless Obsession
“I don’t think you have a boyfriend. I think you’re playing hard to get. I like to play games too.” He grips my thigh.
My heart plummets to my feet.
“That’s all men want to do is fuck,” I bite out.
“With a body like yours. I want to lick every fucking inch.”
I grab his wrist and twist it. “You’re acting like an asshole.”
“What the fuck bitch?” he snaps and grabs my wrist.
“You called my OL’ Lady a bitch?” I hear behind me. “And put your hands on her.”
Oh… shit.
CHAPTER NINE
RUTHLESS
The blazing sun beat down on the back of my leather cut and helmet as we rode toward Detroit.
Legos our road captain kept us running on time with minimal food and bathroom breaks. Flex and Flock ride behind him. I ride beside Squid, and Rogue has our six. We follow behind Webbs driving the box truck loaded with a few crates we helped ourselves to last night. We’ll hand off the goods to a few of the Royal Bastards MC Detroit chapter. In the back of my mind, I believe Sophie won’t try to escape. Sundays during the day is a lazy day for our chapter. Sophie could walk out the front door and never look back. If she left Tonya would’ve reached out to Legos or me.
I should’ve programmed my phone number into Sophie’s new phone so she could call if need be.
I spoke to Buck, Prez’s friend this morning. He said he’d meet me at the club tonight. Sharlenne confirmed there is a sex dungeon inside Cruellas. Buck and I plan to check it out.
Riding with my brothers is always a relaxing time. If we run into trouble we have each other’s back.
Later that evening we arrive at my house around seven. Fuse waits outside the gate for us.
“Hey brother you ready?” I ask as I approach the gate.
“Yeah, let’s do this.” He smirks.
Once we step inside the house, Flex’s eyes scan the space. He lets out a low whistle. “Now this is a mansion. Real nice, man.”
“Thanks,” I say, leading the way into my office.
“In our chapter, we believe in building wealth,” I explain.
“We take from the dirty and corrupt and give back to those less fortunate. Phantom and I have been giving away a chunkof our grandfather’s fortune for years. At church Thursday, we’ll break down the financials. Put in the work Flex. You’ll earn well too.”
He nods. “I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty.”
I grip his shoulder. “I know. I see you, brother.”
Then I shove a garment bag into Fuse’s chest. “Get dressed.”
Flock’s eyes flick to the surveillance monitors. He smirks.
“How does it feel to be domesticated?”
I notice Sophie’s bra hanging off the banister upstairs.
“Hey, chill,” I order. “Don’t look at her bra.”
Flock chuckles, throws his hands up. “All right, chill. I’m just sayin’. Never seen you this spun out over a woman before.”
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