"Stop fucking around and put on your headphones."Damien laughed as he reached forward and took his while I grabbed mine. A few moments later, the music blared into the headphones and I began to sing my part.I watched as Damien kept his eyes down and his foot tapped to the beat. But when his part came up, he looked up and locked eyes with mine as his mouth touched the mic and magic came from his lips. I was in a as I watched him rap his lyrics. When the part came for both of us to sing in unison, I couldn't stop gawking at him.The music cut and Milo's voice roared through the speakers. "Earth to Mia! What the fuck are you doing in there?"I shook my head, looking away from Damien. "Sorry, let's roll it again."And that's what Johnny did as the music began in my headphones once more.After I hung my headphones up, I felt Damien wrap his arms around me as I froze."Great job. Can't wait to hear the playback." He stood up, opening the door behind him."You, too." I followed him out loo

"Careen..."A moment of silence filled my hearing before a rustling sound crackled through the line."Melissa?" Careen's voice hushed through. "Melissa, is this really you?""Yes..." I sobbed, unable to control my emotions. I didn't know who else to call."Holy fuck! Where have you been?! Where are you now?! The club has been losing their fucking minds trying to find you!" She went silent as I continued to cry. "Melissa, babe, where are you?"Panicked, I pulled the phone away and hung up. By the hushed tones of Careen's voice, I knew she was trying to be quiet for a reason. She didn't want them to know who was on the line and that fucking terrified me even more. They were losing their minds trying to find me? I could only imagine how pissed they were. I couldn't tell Careen where I was because the club would come for me. They'd take me out and bury my body in an unmarked grave. I've seen it done before. It was what we did to traitors, and I was traitor number one.Eighteen months. Tha

Frank shrugged as Milo pointed toward the living room. "We'll do it in there. That's where she likes it." He grinned at me as I swallowed back the bile rising in my throat.Walking into the living room, Milo gripped my arm tightly and pulled me along before he shoved me further in. "I have something for us all to share." Milo grinned as he pulled out a small bag with small blue pills in it from his front pant pocket."Is that X?" Frank eyed it with curiosity as Milo nodded. "Sweet. I haven't had that shit since college!"My entire body shook as if it were frozen to the core, but it wasn't chilly in here at all. I hadn't done ecstasy in years and knew what it would do to me. Instead of screaming on the inside and wanting to slit both of their throats, the drug was going to put my mind in a fog as my body became a sex-machine. I was going to enjoy it if I took that little blue pill and I didn't want to.Milo opened the bag, handing each of us a pill. I didn't take it from him at first u

"I care about you, too," I whispered back.He lowered his face and gently kissed the side of my lips that had the least amount of damage. I still winced when our lips connected, but it was nice. He let me go and we started digging for the contract.We had gone through two boxes with no luck when the doorbell rang again."It's probably Johnny. I locked it after he left," I stated as I set down a stack of files and stood up. Damien kept working as I went to let Johnny in."That was fast," I teased as I opened the door. But it wasn't Johnny. Fuck!The blood ran cold in my body as my legs began to shake and my mouth went dry. Alexander Smith stood on my doorstep. He had his back to the door as he finished his smoke; his leather cut and the words WICKED SAINTS greeted me. I wanted to jump into his arms, so thankful that he was here, but then another thought entered my mind.He was here!I released the door and stepped back, knocking things from the small table in the foyer. He came here to

I was in a room full of strangers; two men I didn't know or trust at all, and a woman I thought I knew, but that clearly wasn't the case when I woke up to a cold bed and her closet emptied. I never in a million years thought she would actually run from the club; run from me, but here I was, a thousand fucking miles from home in a city in the middle of Tennessee. What the fuck?I turned and glared at Melissa. "I think it's time they left so I can get some answers." I didn't care if I sounded like a complete asshole. I was done looking at their faces and I was definitely done dealing with the drama that surrounded them.I wanted some answers about who did this to Melissa so I could get some shit started on finding this piece of this who did this to her. I also wanted to give her a piece of my mind and if they didn't leave soon, I was going to give it to her regardless of our audience.Melissa's cheeks flushed as I watched her turn to the two strange men. "I really appreciate you guys st