Alyssa The next morning, Zuri and I are moved into our "temporary" room in the clubhouse. It's bigger than I expected, more like a mini-apartment with a bedroom, kitchen, and attached bathroom. They didn't skimp on making it feel comfortable, bringing in new furniture since Zuri's room is still in
He says nothing. Instead he crosses the room in a blink of an eye, his hand snaking around my throat. "I can still punish you," he growls. "You're not immune to getting spanked just because we're here." I scowl at him. "We're not together anymore. I don't want anything to do with traitors." I snee
Nikolai "Your employee...Isaac Carter, where is he?" I ask, the question sharp and cutting through the silence in the room. The man tied to the chair shifts uncomfortably, sweat already breaking out on his forehead. He clearly wasn't expecting anyone to break into his office, not after it was lock
Alyssa After finally putting Zuri to bed, though it felt like a battle considering how long she fought, I find myself in the dark, wide awake. I understand now why Zuri struggled so much. This place is new, unfamiliar. I miss our beds at King's place. The silence of the room feels oppressive wi
I sigh bitterly. "Guess that depends on how obedient I am." Or how unlucky I am. There's no doubt in mind that Isaac would drag it out. He would make me suffer before he finally killed me. Make sure I watch him steal Zuri away from me. That's the kind of monster he's become. "I want him dead s
Alyssa Three days after being at the clubhouse, I feel like I'm somewhat settling in. I get along with all the guys despite the fact that the four other women who live here, aside from Nina, seem to hate me. I'm assuming King has fucked them at some point because every time he walks through the do
"Oh, I could finish it. But I don't look good in orange and my princess needs me." Gray abruptly stands up, tugging on my elbow. "We need to talk. In my office. Now." Oh, shit. I swallow hard, avoiding eye contact with the guys as I follow him past the bar. The weight of all their stares pres
King Alyssa runs back into the room, her eyes wide with panic. When her eyes find mine, she bursts into tears. Without thinking, I'm up from the table, wrapping her in my arms. I don't give a fuck that we have an audience. My girl needs me. "What's wrong, kitten?" I murmur, stroking her hair as
My ring.Three stones—one to represent each of us.Every time I see it sitting proudly on her hand, it hits me like a shot of adrenaline to the chest. This beautiful, perfect woman is going to be my wife.Finally.Her voice cracks near the end, but she doesn't stop—she keeps going like the song mean
King"That wasn't so bad, was it, kitten?" I murmur, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head as we watch the shitty-ass van rattle down the driveway and disappear into the trees. Mason insisted on going with Niko again to drop off his parents—my official in-laws now. I smirk. Every time Carol so
Carol doesn't even blink. "Why? We're all adults here, dear. I'm sure Alyssa's heard of cuckolding."Oh. Oh my god.Everything clicks.Carol wanted King to be their bull.She wanted to fuck him—while Martin watched.And honestly, based on Martin's calm, collected demeanor... he was probably ready t
I was wondering what cover story they'd use.That sounds believable. Honestly, it's better than something I could've come up with. The woman goes straight for King, pulling him into a hug."King, dear," she beams, her voice just a little too sweet. "How are you doing?""Not bad, Carol." He reaches
Alyssa"Are you sure I shouldn't be cooking dinner?" I ask, curled between King's legs on the couch, my back resting against his chest. His arms wrap securely around me, our fingers laced together. His warmth anchors me—steadies the part of me that keeps waiting for everything to fall apart.Today,
And I'll make sure he never gets close enough to hurt her again. Even if it means I never see her again. Even if it kills me inside. I'll just keep myself busy. The Iron Serpents belongs to me now. This place is my home to rebuild. The drugs stay. I don't give a shit what anyone snorts, smoke
War "You can't keep me in here!" Logan's voice ricochets through the bars of the cage he built for me—now the same one I've slammed shut on his pathetic ass. "Oh, I can, motherfucker," I growl. "You're the reason we can't have her." I kissed her twice tonight—the first time, not because I deser
I never thought they'd actually propose—or actually want to be married.Especially King.But he did say one day he wanted me to have his ring and property patch. I guess that day is today.I try to keep it together—really fucking try—but the grin's already pulling at my mouth."Don't you think this
AlyssaThe house we pull up to hours later actually looks... normal.Not some abandoned, half-collapsed shithole like I'd pictured. No broken windows. No graffiti. No front door hanging off the hinges. Just a small, weathered house tucked in the woods, its cracked driveway swallowed by weeds, a wra