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Chapter Twenty-One

Knox POVThe ride back to the compound is dead quiet, just the hum of the bike and the weight in my gut. But as soon as I roll through the gates, I don’t waste time. I head straight inside and spot Glitch leaning against the bar, one hand wrapped around a soda like always.“Need your skills,” I tell him without stopping.He raises a brow but pushes off the bar and follows me into the church room. Echo, Ghost, and a few of the others fall in step behind us like bloodhounds catching the scent of something. Of course, it can’t just be a me thing. Nothing ever stays quiet in this place.Glitch drops into his chair and taps at the keyboard, the screens lighting up in front of him. “What am I looking for?” he asks.“You able to pull news reports? Old ones?”He chuckles, half insulted. “Since when do you care about that kind of shit?”I shoot him a look. “Just answer the question. Can you or not?”“Yeah, I can. I’ll need a date though.”“November 8th, five years ago.”He nods and starts typi

Chapter Twenty-Two

Danielle POVI watch as Sam bends down to tie his shoes, moving around like he’s in some damn hurry. He said this open relationship was for us. Said it was supposed to help me find space, clarity, something that would remind me of what we used to be. But that doesn’t explain why he’s heading out again tonight, barely a day after being gone all night.“Who is she?” I ask, arms crossed.He glances back at me, wearing that fake confused expression I’ve seen too many times before. “What are you talking about?”“You were out until almost six this morning. And now you’re heading out again. Don’t act like I’m imagining it.”He lets out a breath and straightens. “One, I wasn’t with a woman until six. Two, you agreed to this, Danielle. Maybe space is exactly what you need. We’ve been breathing the same air for years, and I think I’ve been suffocating you.”His words hit like they always do. Soft enough to sound reasonable, firm enough to leave no room for argument. Maybe he’s right. Maybe I am

Chapter Twenty-Three

Danielle POVThe second I step outside, I feel the familiar hum settle into my chest. I stay near the doorway, not quite brave enough to step out into the night completely, but not ready to turn back either.A few minutes pass before I hear it, that low, rumbling growl of a motorcycle engine slicing through the quiet.Knox is here. And somehow, that thought steadies me more than anything else has in a long damn time.The deep rumble of his engine cuts through the quiet like a promise, growing louder as he turns onto my street. The headlight casts a pale glow along the curb, and then he’s there, pulling up like something out of a fever dream. He kills the engine, swings one leg over the bike, and climbs off with that lazy, dangerous kind of confidence that makes my stomach twist.He doesn’t say a word as he walks up to me. His eyes drag over me from head to toe like he’s memorizing everything I’m wearing, every inch of skin I’ve left exposed for him. His hands go straight to my waist,

Chapter Twenty-Four

Danielle POVI glance over my shoulder at Knox, who just shakes his head and mouths good luck before disappearing into the building.Hex pulls me past the main bar and around the back, where the staff room sits behind a swinging door. The music dulls slightly as we step inside, and the smell of whiskey and lemon cleaner fills the space. She grabs a vest from a hook on the wall and tosses it at me.“You’re behind the bar tonight.”I blink. “Wait, what?”“You heard me. Ladies are serving tonight. You said you wanted a reason to get out, right? Welcome to the kind of therapy that pays in beer and confidence.”I laugh, slipping the vest on over my dress. “You’re insane.”“Probably, but that’s not the point. Come on.” She walks me over to the bar setup and starts pointing out things fast, like she’s done this a thousand times. “Vodka’s here, bourbon’s there, taps are already primed. Use the tall glasses for the hard stuff, short for shots. If they don’t know what they want, they’re probabl

Chapter Twenty-Five

Knox POVTonight’s been one hell of a ride. I got slapped, yeah, that happened. First time in my life. In my defense, she distracted the fuck outta me. I always say please. Always. But Red? She had me so turned around I forgot my own damn manners.Glitch got it worse, though. Took Hex out back for a quick fuck, strutted back in lookin’ like he’d just won the lottery, then forgot to say please when he asked for a drink. That slap? Brutal. I think Hex left a handprint on his cheek. Then he had the balls to call her a raging bitch. That earned him another one, harder. Before anyone could blink, he was dragging her back out of the club like a man on a mission, half her clothes already off. Their relationship? It’s a damn explosion waiting to happen. Every time.Red’s still behind the bar, talking with Stacey, laughing like she hasn’t a single worry in the world. I know better. She messaged me earlier, said she needed a ride, and I didn’t even hesitate. Didn’t stop to think. Just got on th

Chapter Twenty-Six

Knox POVThat’s all it takes.The water flies first, right into Echo’s smug, laughing face. It splashes down his shirt, soaks his beard, and his mouth drops open in mock shock just as her hand comes flying in next.The slap echoes through the bar.It’s not a gentle one either. Her palm connects with the side of his face hard enough to turn his head, and every biker within earshot either hoots, whistles, or pounds the table like it’s the best thing they’ve seen all night.A few loud hollers from the guys who clearly didn’t expect her to go that hard on her first slap. Hell, even I blink. She didn’t just do it, she owned it.Even I wince a little. “Damn, Red. You trying to kill the man?”Echo straightens, grinning like a jackass with water dripping down his beard and a red mark blooming across his cheek.“Shit,” he mutters, then leans in closer to her, his eyes lit with something dangerous and amused. “You’re a hellfire, Red. Pure fuckin’ trouble.”Before I can move, he grabs her chin a

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Danielle POVI didn’t mean to hit Echo that hard. It just sort of happened. It was the way he looked at me, that taunting grin like he thought I wouldn’t do it, like he was daring me. His words were bait, and Knox’s stare didn’t help either. The way he looked at me like he expected me to back out? Yeah, that lit a fuse. My hand moved before I even thought twice.And now Knox is being weird as hell. Hot and cold. One second he’s close, the next he’s acting like I’m the last person he wants to be around. Then Echo kissed me and Knox lost his damn mind.“We’re done. They can pour their own damn drinks now,” Hex says, handing me a fresh glass before climbing up to sit on the bar.I stare at the drink in my hand, then back at her. “I should probably apologise to Echo…”Hex lets out a sharp laugh. “No the fuck you shouldn’t.”I blink at her, confused. “I slapped him hard, Hex.”She grins wide. “Exactly. And it was perfect. You saw the look in his eyes, didn’t you? That wasn’t anger or surpr

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Danielle POVAfter a few minutes on the back of his bike, I start to realize something’s off. We’re not headed toward my place. The streets are wrong, the turns unfamiliar. I shift slightly, trying to lean enough to see his face, but he doesn’t say anything. He just rides like he’s got a destination locked in his head and nothing’s going to change it.Eventually, he pulls into a quiet, empty lot on the edge of some industrial stretch. The kind of place that feels like it hasn’t seen life in years. He kills the engine, pulling my helmet free and turning me to face him.“What are we doing here?” I ask, trying to keep the nerves out of my voice.“I wanted to talk,” he says, eyes steady on mine. “Not at the club, not outside your building where someone might be watching. I just wanted quiet.”Well, he found it. The place is dead silent except for the ticking of the engine cooling and the distant hum of traffic somewhere far off. My eyes flick around instinctively, scanning for shadows or

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Knox POVShe’s wild underneath it all. Beneath the fear and the panic, under the weight of everything that’s been done to her, there’s this fucking fire. She doesn’t even know it’s there yet, but I do. It’s in the way she swings, the way she talks back, the way she holds eye contact just a second longer than she thinks she can. That shit’s not weak. That’s strength waiting to rise, and I’ll be the one to help her see it.Starting tomorrow, I know she’s gonna ask me for a ride. It’s not just a ride, though. It’s a step. One more toward owning herself again. And I’ve got plans, bigger ones than she knows. Plans to show her she’s not just welcome around us but that she belongs.I’m so caught up in my thoughts I don’t even feel her shift until her hand’s suddenly on my cock.My eyes snap down, and fuck, it’s like the whole damn world stops.I told myself I wouldn’t do this. Not yet. Not because I didn’t want her, but because I didn’t want her to think that’s all I was around for. I wanted

Chapter Thirty

Knox POVHer breath hitches as she grinds down again, slow and deep, her forehead pressed to mine. I can feel her heartbeat through her chest, racing just as fast as mine. Her hands slide into my hair, tugging just enough to make me grit my teeth, and I feel her hips start to find a rhythm. It’s hesitant at first, like she’s testing herself, figuring out what she likes, what she can handle—but it builds.And fuck, does it build.Every time she drops down on me, I swear it pulls something primal from deep in my gut. I don’t move, don’t push, don’t steal a damn inch of control. I just let her ride, let her use me, because right now, that’s what she needs. Power. Choice. Her own goddamn pace.She leans back slightly, and I look down. Watching the way she’s taking me, the way her body works against mine, it’s torture in the best way. Her dress is bunched around her thighs, barely hiding anything, and her skin’s glowing in the moonlight. It’s fucking art.My hands trace up her sides, feeli

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