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  Why do I feel nervous?

  Max and I are walking toward the bar, VJ is there, or so Lynette, Max’s mother just told us. The man Max comes to a standstill right behind, the man sitting on the stool drinking whiskey, has his back to us. I can see he’s well-built from the broadness of his shoulders.

  I take a deep breath in as Max taps the giant of a man on the shoulder. The second he turns in his seat, I almost fall through the fucking floor! What are the fucking odds?

  I don’t think he’s noticed me, he leaps right from his seat, arms around Max’s neck as he pulls him into a massive hug. He’s taller than Max by a couple of inches. “It’s good to fuckin’ see you, little brother.”

  “It’s good to see you, too.”

  What the fuck do I do?

  Should I run and hide?

  Max is going to kill me. He is literally going to kill me!

  Chapter Seven

  VJ

  I hold my little brother a little tighter; it’s been too fucking long. I pull away slightly and grab the back of his neck. “You look good, Max.” He does, bigger, healthier.

  He laughs and pulls away. “I’d like you to meet, Chloe.” He grabs the beauty beside him around the waist and pulls her against his hip.

  She thought I hadn’t noticed her when I turned around. I notice everything.

  What are the fucking odds, though?

  My brother’s girl?

  Doesn’t bother me knowing that I fucked the shit out of her, bothers me that she fucked around behind my brothers back!

  Still, I’ll be polite for Max’s sake. “Nice to meet you, Chloe.”

  “Nice... Nice to meet you, too.” She swallows hard, uncomfortable. Good, so she fucking should be!

  “Rob!” Stupid prospect is so lazy; he’s too fucking slow! Where’s Tammy when you need her? “Drinks over here! What you guys want?”

  “Beer.” Max and his beer.

  “And you?”

  Beautiful fucking creatures eyes are looking at me nervously. She’s scared to death that I’m going to tell my brother about what happened between us. If she wasn’t with Max, trust me, I fucking would. However, I won’t hurt my brother like that.

  Doesn’t mean I’ll let this bitch get away with what she’s done. I had no clue who she was, and yeah, she didn’t know me either. However, she sure as shit went out last night with the intention of cheating on my brother, and trust me, this bitch will pay for that.

  “Just a coke, please.” Fuck, why the hell do I want to bend her over and fuck the ever-loving shit out of her? I want to punish her for what she’s done, but I want her so fucking bad my balls ache!

  Over the next hour, my brother and I reminisce about life as kids, the shit we got up to, the scrapes he got in over his obsession with skateboarding. He was damn good at it.

  The trouble is, Max broke a few bones when he was a kid with the tricks he’d pull on that board. I remember a few times where my mother had gone mad over it all, trying to force Max to stop what he was doing.

  He did eventually, but then he turned to race cars. The second he got his license, he learned to race. He wanted nothing more all his life. Even as a little boy, his dream was to a racer.

  Max is damn good at it. Too good. That’s what got him beaten the fuck out of and landed me in prison. Not Max’s fault, it was the guy who fucking thought it was okay to try and force my brother to throw his race.

  I watch Max’s girl whisper something in his ear, her eyes on me the whole time.

  Blatant slut!

  She walks away. Seems to be heading toward the bathroom. This is my opportunity; I can’t let this fester in my mind much longer. If I do, someone will get hurt. I’m not landing myself back in prison. Not just yet, anyway.

  Slapping Max on the back and telling him I need to piss and will be right back; I make my move.

  I wait outside the women’s restroom for Chloe to come out. There’s nobody in the hallway, not that I’d give a fuck if there were, it’s not like she’s going to make a scene, not when she doesn’t want my brother finding out what she’s been up to.

  How many fucking times has she done this to him throughout their relationship?

  How long have they even been together?

  I know they weren’t together when I was sent down. Max was with that Daisy chick. The one he’d been with since he was a kid, the one everyone thought he’d marry.

  I wait for the redhead to walk away and grab Chloe as she comes out of the bathroom. “Do not make a scene. That’s the last thing you wanna do right now, girl.” I hiss through my teeth. Her eyes are wide as she looks at me, she fucking knows what’s coming. Moreover, she won’t ever fucking forget it.

  “Let go of me.”

  “Not likely.” I drag her down the hallway. I don’t give a fuck how much she pulls on my hand to let her go — not happening!

  Don’t know who’s bedroom I’m in, don’t give a fuck either, I throw Chloe inside, slam the door and lock it. Ain’t got long to get this off my chest before Max comes looking for his cheating slut.

  “Look, I’m sorry about last night. I didn’t know who you were.”

  “Clearly.” I fold my arms around my chest.

  “Max told me his brothers name was VJ. You told me your name was Vince, how was I supposed to make the connection?”

  “How about you shouldn’t have been out there cheatin’ on my brother in the first place!” She looks at me for only a second before bursting out laughing. I grab the bitch by the arms and yank her against my body, shock registering on her gorgeous face. “Don’t laugh at me, little girl!”

  Eyes wide, she tries to push me away. I’m not letting go. Fuck, I’ve got a good mind to drag her out there and make her tell my brother what she’s been doing behind his back!

  “Please, let me go.”

  “You think it’s funny that you cheat on my brother? ‘Cause I fuckin’ know I ain’t the first!”

  “Let me go, you jackass! I haven’t cheated on anyone because I’m not with anyone!”

  She’s not with Max?

  How the fuck did I get that so wrong?

  “You ain’t Max’s girl?”

  “No,” She shakes her head. “He’s my best friend, my roommate, but we are not now and never have been together in any way. He’s still with Daisy!” Daisy. That’s how much attention I pay to people. None. To be honest, I thought Max had given Daisy the elbow. I’ve been gone eighteen months with no contact with anyone, how was I to know he’s still stuck on her? “What happened last night has never happened before; I don’t make a habit of sleeping with random men. Now, I’d appreciate it if you took your fucking hands off of me!”

  I let her go with a smirk on my face. She takes a step back and rubs her arms. Maybe I was a little rough with her. Nothing compared to what I did to her last night. Nothing compared to what I want to do to her right now.

  “What are the odds of us bumping into each other so soon.” It isn’t a question; I’m just saying it out loud.

  “We didn’t bump into each other. You lied about who you were.”

  “No, I didn’t. My name is VJ, short for Vince Jackson. So technically, I told you the truth.”

  “Whatever,” Chloe rolls her sexy eyes at me, and God knows I want to fuck her stupid right now. “Point is, I didn’t cheat on anybody. I’m sorry if I gave you the impression I would do that to Max. If he were my boyfriend, I would never hurt him like that; he’s a special guy.”

  I take a step forward, and she takes one back. “You think he’s special?” She nods. Can’t tell if she wants him, but she definitely wants me right now. Good, because I’m fucking desperate for her.

  So I grab her hand and pull her against me. Fuck, this woman is beautiful. “You want me right now, don’t you?”

  “No,” She swallows hard.

  I smirk.

  “Don’t lie, princess. I won’t put up with that.”

  “You’re so full of yourself.”

  I like how she’s challenging me; not many women do. “You’d like to be full of me, wouldn’t you, Chloe?”

  Her eyes watch my mouth as I talk, her tongue snakes out to lick her lower lip. “Yes.” She tells me in a shy little voice.

  I don’t give her the chance to say anything else, my lips are on hers, my jaw unlocking hers so our tongues can battle. Her hands come around my neck, fingers in my hair, pulling me closer. I pin her against the wall; I don’t have time to take her the fuck to bed.

  Her leg around my waist, I dip my fingers into her panties, she’s fucking soaked. I groan like a damn bear, Chloe whimpers into my mouth, hips grinding against my hand. I have to fuck her right now before I explode in my damn jeans!

  “I’m gonna fuck you right here, right now, with all those people right outside the door.”

  “Please, VJ.”

  “What, princess? Tell me what you want.” I’m many things, but I don’t force women to sleep with me. Ain’t what I was raised to believe. Not what this MC is about. My Dad raised me to respect women, and I do in every way.

  Apart from fucking them and kicking them out when I’m done, but I make sure they know what they’re getting before I fuck them. One night nothing more.

  My Dad and my big brother always taught Max and me that we should treat women the way we’d treat our mother and sisters. Imagine them hurt by some guy who promised them the world then broke their hearts with their lies.

  I never want to imagine my mother or sisters hurt; I’d fucking kill any man who ever fucking tries it. I won’t be the man who makes promises to a woman that I know I can’t keep. Moreover, I’ll never force myself on a woman who doesn’t want it either.

  But why the fuck can’t, I get this little lady off my mind?

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nbsp; Why can’t I walk away like I usually would?

  There’s something about her that draws me in. I want her as I’ve never wanted anyone in my fucking life before. I lost my virginity when I was twelve to a fifteen-year-old girl who lived on my block. Yeah, I said that. I was twelve. I was a randy little cunt who couldn’t keep it in his jeans. I’ve been fucking ever since. Fucked them and walked away.

  However, this woman, with her legs wrapped around my waist as I hold her against the wall, has a fucking hold over me that I can’t explain. It’s all-consuming, and I don’t know that I’ll ever have enough of her.

  “Fuck me, VJ. Please. I haven’t stopped thinking about you all day. The things you did to me last night, no one has ever done those things to me before. No one has ever made me feel like that.”

  That’s what a man likes to hear. I kiss the shit out of her, sliding her panties to the side and slamming my monster cock right inside of her tight little body, causing us both to hiss loudly.

  I’ve been with some bitches in my time, but – and this is no lie – but I’ve never fucked one as tight as Chloe before, and that includes virgins. Crazy, I know, and it’s probably all in my head. However, it’s like Chloe was made for me, her tight cunt fits me like a glove.

  “Oh, VJ!”

  “That’s right, beautiful, say my name.”

  I’m rutting her faster, harder, deeper. I pull her lower half closer, lift her legs higher, and I’m so fucking deep like this that I’m losing myself in her.

  “VJ, VJ, fuck, VJ!” Her eyes roll, mouth locked open, fingernails digging into my scalp, pussy convulsing around my dick so hard I can’t stop myself from coming inside of her with a grunt, and so fucking hard that I see stars!

  I drop my head on Chloe’s shoulder, my dick still pulsing inside of her when she tells me, “You can put me down now.” Her voice is so cold it makes my back stiffen.

  Is she really doing this with me?

  I pull out of her and stand her on her feet. I reach over to the table next to the door and grab tissues from the box and hand them to her so she can clean herself a little.

  “You okay?” I ask while tucking my dick in my jeans and fastening my belt.

  “I’m fine. I need to use the bathroom then get back to the bar. Max will be wondering where I am. Thanks...” She stops abruptly. Awkward much? “I’d prefer it if you didn’t tell anyone about this. Especially Max, he already warned me off you.”

  “He did, did he?” Chloe nods and slips out the door, leaving me staring at it like a dickhead.

  What are you doing to me, little girl?

  I don’t know. All I know is that I’ll kill any man who touches her. MC rules state that any unclaimed woman is free to any brother. I don’t know what Max has told everyone, but I know what I have to do.

  I make my way back to the bar, Chloe’s there with Max. He eyes me, knows what we’ve done, looks like he’s been giving her shit. Like I care what he thinks of me right now.

  I grab Chloe’s arm and pull her from her seat. She’s wide-eyed, looking from me to Max. “Sorry, little brother, I know you don’t like this, but it’s happenin’.”

  “Don’t fuck with her, VJ.” He’s on his feet, anger written all over his face. “I know what you’re doing, and she’s not a game for you to play!”

  I chuckle to myself and yell for everyone to be quiet. The whole room is silent and looking at me.

  Am I worried that this might backfire on me?

  Nah. I never worry about anything, trust me.

  Before I speak to the room, I lean into Chloe and whisper in her ear. My eyes are on my brother and the fact his nostrils are now flaring. Chloe is not his girl, and I can do what I want. “Go along with what I say. It’s for your own good.”

  “VJ, what are you doing? You’re scaring me.”

  I don’t answer her; there are more important things to do right now. “I want you all to know that I’m claiming this woman.”

  There’s muttering already. Jett is eyeballing me, wondering how the hell I managed that so soon. After all, these people think I just met Chloe. They don’t need to know what we got up to last night and again in one of the bedrooms.

  “She’s mine. Claimed. Anyone comes near her; I’ll kill you. Simple.” Then I swing her around and kiss the fuck out of her. She’s hesitant for a second before she’s kissing me back — everyone hollering all around us.

  When I pull away, Max is nowhere to be found. He’ll get over it.

  “Why the hell did you do that, VJ?”

  “Because I can’t stand the thought of you being with anyone else. Especially one of my men. I don’t know what you’re doing to me, little girl, but I know I have to have you.”

  Chloe swallows and then licks her lips. “Max is so pissed at me already. He knows what we did in that room, VJ. I have to live with him, and he’s my best friend. I can’t lose him.”

  “You won’t lose him.” I cup her face. “Just go with me on this, Chloe.”

  She pulls away from me. “I’m going to find Max. Please don’t follow me.” And then she’s gone, sexy ass bouncing as she goes. I chuckle and turn to the bar. Fuck, life is good!

  * * *

  What do you want, Jett?”

  “Sit the fuck down and don’t give me any attitude right now.”

  I roll my eyes and sit down on the seat in front of his desk in his stupid office. He called me in here after Chloe took off. He’s pissed that Max is pissed. Who fucking cares. I took what I wanted just like I always do.

  “What the fuck was all that about? You haven’t been back a few hours yet!”

  “I’m just that good, brother.”

  “Don’t act so fuckin’ smug right now, VJ.”

  I chuckle inside. Can’t believe he’s pissed at me right now.

  “I like the girl.” I shrug.

  “You don’t even know her, VJ.”

  “I know enough. I met Chloe in a bar last night, took her home. I’m sure you can imagine the rest.” I don’t know why the fuck I’m explaining myself to him. I do what I want when I want, and I don’t need my big brother permission.

  “And you couldn’t leave it at that like every other time you’ve fucked a woman?”

  “I was going to leave it at that until she walked in her looking like that.” I pull on my cut. “Look, I claimed her; she’s mine now, end of.”

  “She’s a nice woman, VJ. She means a lot to many people, especially Max. I won’t have you fuckin’ with her.”

  “I think that’s up to Chloe. Don’t you?”

  Jett bares his teeth to me, and I’m fighting the urge to laugh at him. He might be my older brother, but he’s my president now, I owe him respect.

  “You hurt that girl, and I’ll string you up by your balls. I mean it, VJ. Cheat on her, and I’ll wring your neck. You claim a woman that means something here, and you know it.”

  I do know it. Never said I’d cheat on the girl.

  “Now you’re back; you need to fall in line like everyone else. No more getting in trouble with the law. Rein your anger in, VJ. You don’t go looking for fights. You follow orders, or you’re out.”

  “What the fuck, Jett?!” I lean forward in my seat, hands clasping the armrests. “Don’t threaten me!”

  “I’m not threatening you, VJ, I’m warning you. Do not go against me. I can’t have you acting out like a damn child. Your actions affect all of us, the whole club, women, and kids, too. Your actions could put them in danger. I can’t have that, VJ.”

  I breathe deeply through my nose. What Jett is saying is right, but it doesn’t make it any easier to hear. I would never intentionally put anyone belonging to this club in danger, but I can’t deny that I’m hot-headed and quick-tempered. If getting arrested taught me anything, it’s never to get fucking caught, and never do something so reckless it could backfire and come back on my family.

  I was stupid. I won’t make that mistake again.

  “Fine. You’re right. I’m sorry, It won’t happen again... Prez.”

  “Good.” He breathes deep. “Good. And be careful with that little girl, VJ. She’s worth more than a quick fuck.”

  “That she is.” Moreover, I haven’t got a fucking clue why.

  Chapter Eight