Her Biker Bodyguard
the man named Spoil said, “that bitch.”
All eyes snapped to me.
“Yes,” Phoenix said. “The girl. And Jaguar.”
Jaguar grinned. “You got me there, prez.”
“But not just them,” Phoenix continued, drawing the stares away. “We’ve grown fat and fucking happy, haven’t we boys?”
Murmurs of agreement.
“Been nice, being at peace,” Phoenix continued. “Been fucking nice reaping the rewards of our blood, sweat, and fucking piss.”
More agreement from the crowd. I could instantly see why Phoenix was their leader. He seemed tough, but he sure as hell seemed to know how to control a room.
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