Daddies Underground MC Club
I snarl, voice low and broken with rage.
Titan growls, wild now, eyes gleaming with the same madness I’ve seen in men who’ve killed just for the rush. He lunges, tackles me, and we go down hard, chairs splintering under our weight. His fists rain down on me, hitting my jaw, temple, shoulder, cheek, and I take them, every goddamn hit, until I’m seeing stars. Then I twist, flipping us, and drive my fist into his throat, making him choke.
“You don’t touch what’s mine,” I snarl. “You don’t fucking breathe near her.”
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