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ALEXANDER'S POV.

The name Alexander Smith wasn't spoken lightly in these areas, and when they were spoken, most people shook or turned and ran the other way. I was built like a shit brick house and not a person you wanted to fuck with. These facts turned me into the selfish cocky, beast that I

was today. Did I regret it? Nah I remembered the day I joined the club. I had just left my dad's funeral, at the tender age of thirteen, after my dad had been gunned down by our rival club: the skeletors. From that day on, I held a lot of anger and blame towards them, which in turn made me very vindictive. But if it weren't for Axel Dunkens taking me on as a prospect and treating me like a family, I knew I'd either be in prison or six feet under. The last two places on the earth I wanted to be.

The only thing that made think straight and keep my shit together was Melissa Dunkens. The only I ever cared about and now I had just royally fucked that up.

Stupid, stupid, stupid! I pounded my head with my palms as I sat on the edge of my bed. The very same bed that cursed me. Why I did what I did was still a mystery. I had been with the other women before I had been with Melissa, and each and every time, I felt like the biggest asshole on the planet. So, why did I keep doing it?

I stood from the bed and stormed up to the mirror to glare at myself.

"You're a piece of shit," I told my reflection as I stared deep into my eyes. Then l brought my right arm back and punched the mirror where my face was.

The mirror shuttered into a million pieces, mirroring how I felt as I watched the shards of glass fly everywhere. Blood dripped down my knuckles, but I didn't care. I fell onto my back on the bed and stared up the ceiling as I reached for stereo remote and turned the volume up to deafening levels. Five Finger Death Punch blared through my room, drowning out my thoughts.

Why did I do this to her? To us? She was what I lived and breathed for, and I screwed it all up. What the fuck is going on with me?! When a knock rapped on the door, I didn't move a muscle as I yelled at them to come in. I was in no mood for the club business, or small talk at the moment. I was having a pity party of one.

"Are you okay?"

When I had her voice, I sat straight up.

"What do you want?" I growled.

Jane fidgeted in her spot, looking down at the floor.

"I just heard something break in here, so I thought I'd check on you," she replied timidly.

The attack on the mirror was evident when I looked around and saw the shards of glass all over the dresser, floor, and my bedroom. I raised my hand up and saw the blood, shrugging it off. This was nothing compared to the pain I felt in my heart.

"Oh my God!" Jane cried as she slipped further into the room, closing the door behind her . She came over and sat on the bed next to me, pulling my wounded hand into her lap. "You poor thing."

I stared down at my hand and then up at her. I knew I should kick her out, but to be honest, I didn't want to be alone right now. Being alone was dangerous for my mind.

"I did it to myself," I stated.

When she looked up at me through hooded eyes,. I winced. "It was because of us, wasn't it?"

"There was no us," I replied dryly, keeping my eyes from hers.

"Well, no, but we shared a pretty great night together." Her voice filled with seduction and it was in no way helping my mind decipher between good and bad. This is how I got into this fucking situation in the first place.

"Look, Jane, you really should go. I'll get this cleaned up."

"Don't be ridiculous, these wounds look terrible. Let me help and then I will leave." She grinned over at me before she stood and pulled me to my feet and then into the bathroom. "I'll be gentle," she purred.

Fuck. I couldn't help it, my cock came to life at the way she said that and the look in her eyes. And those damn shorts that cupped her ass just perfectly with that damn tank top that revealed her perfect curves was going to be the death of me.

I sat down at the toilet seat as Jane pulled my hand under the stream of warm water, her ass facing me. I bit my bottom lip hard and looked away, closing my eyes. I had to get my shit together because there was no way in hell I was going to screw up twice in one week. Jane had said it was over, but to me, it wasn't over and never would be.

"There, that's better." Her voice was pure seduction as she turned and straddled my lap, her hands on my shoulders. "I can make it feel better..."

Then her lips were on mine and instinctively. I wrapped my hands around her waist and kissed her back.

Fuck!

I mentally punched myself in the gut as I pulled away, turning my head as Jane kept kissing my jaw then my neck.

"Jane, you seriously have to get out of here," I growled, trying like hell to gain some control here.

"Don't worry, Jane left the club house. This will be our dirty little secret," she murmured against my neck.

Hearing Jane say Melissa's name struck a nerve. With one fluid motion, I grabbed Jane tighter around her waist and lifted her to her feet as I stood.

"Seriously, get out."

Jane pouted her bottom lip. " But, I am horny," she whined.

Again, my fucking dick did the thinking as a dose of arousal coarsed through my veins. I cast beneath my breath and pointed to the door.

"Leave," I bit out.

"Fine, but you know where to find me when you're not so grumpy." She reached between us and cupped my dick in her hand. I jumped from the contact, completely surprised that she was so bold.

She grinned as she continued to stroke my half chubby. "Are you sure you want me to leave?"

I growled deep in my chest, closed my eyes, and tried with all my might to fight the urge to bend her over this sink and fuck her brains out. Instead, I grabbed her wrist and pushed her through my room until I whipped open my door and shoved her into the hallway, but not before I was greeted by Melissa Dunkens' scowl..

Fuck me. I was again screwed up.

Melissa just so happened to be walking down the hall at the exact moment I kicked Jane out of my room. The look on her face shattered me, making my semi-erection completely disappear.

She looked shocked at first but then narrowed her eyes and stormed off.

"Melissa! Wait!"I shoved past Jane into the hallway and ran after Melissa I didn't know what I was going to say, but I had to say something.