FAZER LOGINDavina POV
“Look,” he says over the roar of the engine, “Echo’s not a bad guy. He’s a lot crazy, sure—”
“Excuse me, a lot?” I shout back.
“Okay, certifiable,” he admits. “Point is, he’s never been this obsessed. He’s stalked women before, yeah. But cooked for them? Fixed their shit? Dropped
Echo’s POVI thought glaring at her would work. I thought if I burned holes through her skull all day she’d feel it, get uncomfortable, stay the fuck home. But no. She’s here. At the club. Talking to some slick Dom at the bar like I don’t exist. That guy’s got maybe six hours left on this earth. Seven if I’m feeling generous.I did good, okay? I stayed the fuck off her stream. A notification hit my phone, and I didn’t click. Didn’t tip. Didn’t type a single word. Because if I had, I’d have been on my bike instantly, breaking every speed limit between the clubhouse and her apartment, kicking her door in, and fucking her until neither of us could walk.Then we’d have to restart the whole goddamn week. So I tortured myself instead. Let my brain play director and show me every filthy thing she mig
Siren’s POVHome feels… wrong. Like I’ve walked into someone else’s life instead of mine. Everything’s exactly where I left it, but it’s all off—too quiet, too empty, too… normal. I’ve known Echo for what, a week? And he’s already swallowed my entire world whole. This week apart is supposed to be breathing room, but right now it feels more like suffocation.I scoop Fluffy Bunny off the couch and sink into the cushions. The kitten purrs against my chest, tiny and warm, and I hate how much it reminds me of Echo’s stupid, possessive arms. I feel like I’ve left home and come back to a strange place, which is insane.I still have rent. I still have bills. I still have a life that doesn’t revolve around a bunny-helmeted psycho who makes me come until I forget my own name. So yeah,
Echo POVIf she streams without me, I swear to every demon listening, I’ll hunt down every single guy watching, break their fingers one by one, and mail them back with a note: Eyes off what’s mine. Then I’ll tie her to the bed and fuck her until the only name she remembers is mine.“Okay, Echo, enough,” Ghost snaps. “If she wants to go dance naked on a pole for half the city, she can.”Davina’s eyes light up like Christmas came early.“Stop giving her fucking ideas!” I’m already picturing tailing her wherever she goes, hiding in shadows like the psycho she’s turned me into.“Anything else?” she asks, grinning like a cat who just knocked the vase off the shelf.“Yeah,” Ghost says, leaning back. “Everyone her
Echo’s POVI drop into my chair at the head of the table and watch Davina fidget in the seat beside me. She’s trying to look tough, but her eyes keep darting around the room like she’s waiting for someone to yell “guilty.” She thinks she’s in trouble. Cute.“Okay,” Knox starts, leaning back with that shit-eating grin, “considering you’re the prez and you kidnapped her, I’m guessing you’re getting a pass on the condom rule.”Davina’s head snaps to him, then to me, brows raised. “Condom rule?”I shrug. “Club law. Until a brother officially claims a woman and gets church approval, he wraps it up. Keeps things clean if she ends up with someone else later.”She nods slowly, processing it. “Okay… so what&rs
Davina’s POVMy body is done. I need a week-long coma, a beach vacation, and a sign that says “Closed for Renovations.” I’m not built for this level of cardio. Echo doesn’t fuck, he marathons. Long, hard, and with the stamina of a demon on Red Bull.“I’ll get you some water, Little Birdie.”I scoff, flopping back against the pillows. “Coffee would be good. Or alcohol. Preferably both.”He stops in the doorway, turns, and glares, that slow, quiet glare that makes my stomach flip even when I’m pissed.“Yeah,” he says, voice low and calm, the kind of calm that comes right before a storm. “Things are changing. Just wait.”I prop myself up on my elbows. “Echo, what the hell does
Echo POVThe word hits me like a shot of pure heroin. I swear my vision tunnels for a second. I cannot wait to get her to the club, tied to the ceiling, paddle in my hand, making her beg until her voice cracks. But right now she’s exhausted, breath evening out, body melting into me like she was built to fit there.She leans back, head resting on my shoulder, passed out cold with my cock still inside her. Cockwarming just became my new favourite kink. Who fucking knew?“Okay, have I walked into an alternate universe where kidnapping someone is suddenly a sign of devotion, love, and relationship goals?” Lila snaps, hands on hips, looking like she’s two seconds from calling an exorcist.I peer down, Davina’s out, lips parted, kitten-soft snores against my neck. “You care about her. I get it,” I say, voice low so I don&rs
Knox POVShe needed to see it. Words wouldn’t have been enough. Red’s the type of woman who’d read something and think it sounds simple, maybe even easy, but seeing it? That’s different. Seeing makes it real. And I needed her to understan
Knox POVShe slept most of last night, which doesn’t surprise me. She needed it. I stayed awake, running through everything we know, watching her sleep like if I looked away, something might happen. The guys have been checking the names she gave u
Danielle POVHis hands grip my hips hard, fingers digging into my skin just enough to remind me who’s in control. Before I can say anything, he flips me onto my stomach like it’s nothing. His weight presses down against me, heat radiating of
Knox POVShe watches me like she thinks I’m going to do something now. I’m not.“I need to know what triggers you currently have.”Her head tilts. “How w







