Semua Bab Daddies Underground MC Club: Bab 161 - Bab 170

Vesper POVI wake alone, again.For a moment, panic tries to claw its way up my throat, and I have to force it down before it takes over. It would be just my fucking luck if he’d disappeared after everything, after the fight, the claiming, the blood, the bathroom.Throwing on clothes, I walk out of the room, keeping my pace steady as I make my way down the hall. I find Echo sitting with the guys, all of them spread around the common room. Red is there too, with Hex at her side.I head straight for Echo. He watches me approach, then gives me a calm, easy smile.“He hasn’t run,” he says before I even open my mouth. “He’s out doing something for me with Knox. He’ll be back around three.”Relief hits hard, but I don’t show it. I give him a short

 Ghost POVThe forest wraps around the property like a curtain, thick and quiet, every noise muffled by the blanket of leaves.Knox is beside me, crouched low, visor down, watching the same thing I am. The stretch of gravel drive that loops in front of the wrought-iron gates, the thick white columns that line the porch, the overly manicured hedges that frame the walk.A black SUV rolls down the drive, headlights slicing through early afternoon mist. That’s the second one. They left just like Glitch said they would, spaced apart, slow, quiet, taking their time to give the illusion of normal.But I don’t move yet. Not when the gates close. Not when silence returns.“Clock starts now,” Knox mutters.We wait ten minutes, unmoving.

Vesper POVHe leans a little closer, voice dropping again, this time almost conspiratorial. “You know, if you and Ghost don’t finish your little week, I’m technically in the clear.”“Oh?”“Club rules,” he says with a shrug. “Until he seals the deal officially, it’s fair game. And I happen to be very, very good at stealing what other people think they own.”“Dangerous game to play.”“I like dangerous,” Titan says, smile razor-sharp now. “And you? You wear danger like silk. Walk into a room and every man checks for his weapon and his balls.”“I could make you lose both,” I murmur.He clutches his chest like I’ve shot him point-blank. “God help me, I think I’m in love.”Rolling

Ghost POVTitan doesn’t flinch when I punch him. He drives his elbow into my ribs, then lands a brutal uppercut that rocks my jaw sideways. My head snaps back and the room spins, but I don’t fall. I never fucking fall.He’s on me before I can brace, his fist slamming into my face, once, twice, knuckles biting into bone. My lip splits open, blood fills my mouth. I taste copper and fury.“You really think you’re stronger?” Titan growls. “You really think she’s safe with a ghost who runs?”I slam my shoulder forward and catch him in the gut. He grunts, breath knocked from his lungs, but then his knee comes up, hard and precise, right between my ribs. Something cracks. I don’t care. I grab the back of his head and drive his face into my knee, then again, until the blood from his nose sprays across the floor and he reels, staggering.

Vesper POVFor nearly an hour, I sit just as I am, still in the damn lingerie Red made me wear, pretending I don’t feel everyone’s eyes tracking every breath I take. Ghost comes and goes, a shadow pacing through the edges of the room like he’s trying to keep his promise and stay away. But I can’t hold myself together much longer. It feels wrong. I’m too exposed, too watched. My skin’s crawling beneath the lace.I need air. Not outside, just… somewhere quieter.Standing, I slip away from the main bar, keeping my head down as I move past the noise, past the brothers who still look too long. No one stops me. I don’t think they dare.The bathroom is quiet, the low hum of the light buzzing above my head the only sound. I breathe in deep. It’s ridiculous how overwhelmed I feel, but I’ve never been around this many people before. Not like this