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UNANIMOUS VOTING.~~MATT’S POINT OF VIEW~~“Bullshit! All of this is bullshit. Those dickheads know nothing about SOC.”“Trying to impose an old lady on us… silly pricks!”“I’ll make sure I smack their faces the next time I see them at the mechanic’s yard.”My gaze shifts to Ripper. He’s too quiet. Something is wrong.No one at this table knows Ripper the way I do. Everyone—inside and outside the club—thinks he’s weak.CHAPTER 31.NOT SOO FAST PRINCESS.~~ASHLEY POINT OF VIEW~~My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my throat.Brandon’s words still hang in the air. I still can’t wrap my head around him sneaking up on me.He’s such a creep. Eww.I don’t bother thinking too much about his words.God will never let him be my last resort. I’ll be damned if I ever need his help.In fact, I’ll rather go to Matt than go to Bran. I think he hates me more than Matt.I walk down the hallway slowly, the bass of the music blasting through from all sides.Then suddenly, my phone beeps. I quickly dip my hand in, taking out the phone. It’s a message from Ripper.(Ripper: Hey, Ash. We have a deal you’d need to look into: offshore rigs. Get the files from Matt. When you’re ready to go, holla at me.) I stare at the message for a few seconds, my body running cold.The same Matt who kicked the table and walk
CHAPTER 30.ALLIES.~~BRANDON POINT OF VIEW~~“Oh, come on,Don't be a bitch….” I step closer. “This is going to be beneficial to both of us.”She pauses, raising her gaze to me. Our eyes lock for a moment before she scowls. “Go fuck yourself, Bran. Nothing’s ever going to be beneficial to us both.”“I will never need your ass for anything, and you know it.”“This isn’t school, sweetbutt,” I say teasingly as my eyes rake over her half-naked body.”This is the SOC MC everybody needs everybody’s help.”She tilts her head toward me,”Go fuck yourself bran.”Damn. This fucking bitch.I let my eyes drag down her body slowly. Ashley has always been hot since high school. Lots of boys want her… myself included.Actually, that is the origin of our beef in school. The sharp mouth turned me down in front of the whole school on my first day.Since then, I’ve hated her.I watch as she hisses, the
CHAPTER 29.ARE YOU STALKING ME?~~ASHLEY’S POINT OF VIEW~~…........ASHLEY is officially an old lady.I release a shaky breath.A small, satisfied smirk tugs at my lips as I narrow my gaze to my enemy.“Bullshit!” Matt roars, kicking the table before storming out.Chairs scrape loudly against the floor. Brothers clap each other on the shoulders as they file out, but I remain seated—Ripper doesn’t move either.Minutes later, only Ripper, Havoc, Blaze… and me are left.I know they want privacy.“I’ll take a walk, gentlemen,” I say, turning to Ripper. “Catch you later, Rip…”He meets my eyes,then gives a single nod, and I leave.I linger by the door a second longer, trying to eavesdrop—just in case they’re talking about me.But after a few moments of silence, I give up and head down the hallway.Once outside, I stop one of the half-naked strippers and ask for t
CHAPTER 28.UNANIMOUS VOTING.~~MATT’S POINT OF VIEW~~“Bullshit! All of this is bullshit. Those dickheads know nothing about SOC.”“Trying to impose an old lady on us… silly pricks!”“I’ll make sure I smack their faces the next time I see them at the mechanic’s yard.”My gaze shifts to Ripper. He’s too quiet. Something is wrong.No one at this table knows Ripper the way I do. Everyone—inside and outside the club—thinks he’s weak.He isn’t. He’s the Prez’s puppet. The one who carries out the dirty work,the one who makes things happen behind the scenes.They all think he has the lowest body count. Truth is… he has the highest.Cold-blooded killer. Master manipulator. And,all of these happening right now?Yeah… I know it’s his doing.These pricks don’t just pull out overnight. This is Ripper—forcing our hands, cornering us into making that little princess our old lady.Murmu
CHAPTER 27CHURCH IN SESSION~~ASHLEY’S POINT OF VIEW~The man to my right—Havoc, according to the name stitched onto his cut,hits the gavel three times.“Church’s in session. We have one issue tonight… and it’s about the… old lady in front of us.”“Old lady?” Matt repeats with a scoff. “She’s no old lady, but go on.”“We’re in church, Matt. Watch your manners,” Ripper shoots back.Havoc continues, unfazed. “So, Ripper… a lot of the patches here disagree that Ashley should be brought in as the Prez’s old lady. She wasn’t introduced to the church or the club. None of us have seen her with the Prez before in our lives. I’m not sure she qualifies.”“Good point, Havoc,” Ripper says, sitting up straighter. “But I’m not asking that she be installed as head of the club or president, am I?”“All I’m saying is Warrick told me about her. He wants to make it official before those assholes gunned him down.”A b
CHAPTER 26.My heart is out of control now. Fast. Wild, and unsteady.I freeze there, pressed against him, my mind scrambling to catch up. Heat rushes to my face, Embarrassed…Panic and Something else.I try to pull back, but his hand closes over mine firmly. Before I can react, he draws both my wrists together, pressing my hands more securely around him.The contact sends a sharp, electric jolt through me.“Hold on tight,” he says, his voice low and rough, close enough that I feel it as much as I hear it. “Or you’re going to fall.”My fingers tighten instinctively, betraying me. I can feel my pulse everywhere,my palms, my throat, my chest—pounding against him.Then we take off. The world dissolves into motion as the bike surges forward, wind crashing over us, tugging at my clothes, my hair, my thoughts.A startled breath slips from me, but this time, I don’t pull away. I hold on. Slowly, the tension in my body b







