ログインEcho’s POV
I roll into the lot with Fluffy Bunny tucked inside my cut like a furry little hostage, a Starbucks cup and a McDonald’s bag swinging from my hand. If she stayed, she earned this shit. Theo’s right behind me, pink bunny suit still on, ears flopping like he’s auditioning for a fucked-up Easter parade. We stalk through the door, and the bar goes dead quiet for half a second before it explodes![]()
Echo POVKnox doesn’t waste time. “We’re not restarting your week, provided you swear no more bullshit. You’ve got twelve hours left, Echo. Leave her alone for twelve fucking hours and we’re square.”I was hoping they’d just call the whole thing off, but fine. “Deal. Now what’s my punishment?”The guys exchange looks. Blaze sighs like he’s the one about to get hit. “Same as Ghost took when he didn’t wrap it.”“I’ll take the beating,” I say before anyone can soften it.Ghost groans loud enough to rattle the walls. “You wouldn’t need one if you didn’t break the exact fucking rules you made us bleed for. You fight the four strongest, same as I did. Fifteen minutes or until you can’t get back up.”I
Echo’s POVBy the time I wake up it’s late afternoon, and I stroll out into the bar feeling like a man who just got away with murder. The guys are already drinking and laughing like a pack of hyenas. I slide into the booth, grab a glass, and pour myself a triple.“You look way too happy with yourself,” Knox says, eyeing me over his beer.“Course I am,” I grin, knocking half the whiskey back in one swallow. “I got to see her, and in less than twenty-four hours she’s all fucking mine again.”Ghost groans loud enough to turn heads. “We were talking. Maybe you should move in with her for a bit?”I stare at them. “What? You trying to stage a fucking coup and steal my club?”“No,” Knox snaps, “it’s just none
Davina POVI get dressed in jeans and a hoodie because nothing about tonight feels like it needs lace or leather. My phone rings the second I grab my keys.“Hey,” I answer.“You’re actually going to pick him and quit?” Lila sounds like I just told her I’m joining a cult.“Yes.”“And you don’t find it creepy as fuck that he made a whole second account just to watch you, tip you, and call you a good girl for leaving your job?”I shrug even though she can’t see me. “You wouldn’t get it. Look, I have to go. I’m meeting him.”“What? I thought it was seven days no contact?”“Yeah, well, he messaged me a location. Guess we’re breaking the rules,” I say and force a
Siren’s POVHis hands tighten around my throat like he's owning me, and he drives into me so hard the headboard slams the wall like it’s trying to escape. “All night,” he snarls against my ear, teeth scraping skin. “All fucking night, Little Birdie. I’m not stopping. Even if you pass out, I’m still gonna be inside you. You’re gonna wake up with my cock buried deep and my hands on your hips.”The words should scare me. They should make me fight, make me scream, make me do anything except what I actually do.I drag him closer, nails raking his back, heels digging into his ass, pulling him deeper, harder and faster. Because the thought of him fucking me while I’m unconscious, using me, claiming me, filling me even when I can’t move? It sets me on fire.I want it. I want him to never stop.
Echo POVAn hour later, one long, painful, soul-crushing hour, she finally walks out of the back dressed again in jeans and a hoodie that do nothing to hide how fucking beautiful she is. I am on my feet before my brain catches up.Glitch grabs my arm. “Don’t.”“I'm not touching her,” I snarl, ripping free. “I know the goddamn rules.”I just need her where I can see her, breathe the same air, know she's safe and still mine.I block her path. She stops, looks up, and smiles, soft, real, and mine. My chest cracks open.“Come back to the club.”Her mouth opens, then closes. She's thinking. “Echo, staying away was supposed to make this easier—”“Fuck easy,” I cut in, stepping closer my voice raw. “
Echo’s POVMy fist is already swinging when Knox yanks Blaze out of the way by the hair. I roar again, raw and animal, because it’s not Blaze I want to kill. It’s every fucking man who is going to watch her tonight, every hand that tucks a bill into her skin, every pair of eyes that sees what belongs to me and only me.Ghost and Glitch haul me back, arms locked around my chest, but I’m stronger than both of them when I’m like this. I lunge forward anyway, boots scraping the floor, breath sawing in and out like a rabid dog.“Rules, Echo,” Ghost grunts in my ear.“Fuck your rules,” I snarl, voice shredded. “She’s at Elaine’s. In a slutty fucking outfit. Dancing for strangers.”Blaze straightens his cut, rubbing the back of his head. “I tried to war
Vesper POVI don’t get it. Ghost walks around like being the Reaper of this club gives him the right to do whatever the hell he wants. Like his title somehow trumps mine. Like dragging bodies into ditches and handling club messes makes hi
Ghost POVThe moment the bike cuts out beneath me, I hear the music pulsing through the clubhouse walls. Bass shaking the air, people already inside. I’m late, by choice. The others set off ahead of me, but I needed the silence. I needed
Vesper POVI don’t know who kissed who first. Maybe I started it. Maybe he did. It doesn’t matter.What matters is that his mouth is on mine and I hate how much I want it. I hate the way his hands fit against my hip
Knox POVI didn’t realise how much I missed this. The weight of her in my arms, the warmth of her pressed against my chest, the soft sound of her breathing as it slows, as she lets herself rest with me beside her. For wee







