Mayhem (Bleeding Mayhem MC Book 2) by Jenika Snow

Author:Jenika Snow [Snow, Jenika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenika Snow
Published: 2023-09-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fifteen

“What’s the word?” Fury asked, sitting at the head of the meeting table, his face a mask of indifference.

Mayhem was tense all over, just getting off the phone with one of the guys in the Cardona family.

He would have preferred to do this business and meetup with Sal or even Marco, since they were the leaders, but as long as shit got taken care of, it didn’t matter.

Everyone was gathered around the table, the patches all watching Mayhem intently.

“I’m meeting up with them at Monstello’s.”

“Kind of stereotypical to be meeting at that Italian coffee shop, isn’t it?” Dealer asked in all seriousness.

“Listen, they tell me where to go, and I listen because I want this shit done.”

“I still don’t understand why in the fuck you’re doing this for some random bitch,” Shorty asked, his focus on Mayhem as he inhaled from his joint. “I mean, who the fuck cares if her brother got into shit with some punk-ass mafia?”

Mayhem had told Fury about what was going down, for obvious reasons, and had no intentions of telling the club.

It would have had the patches wanting in on it when they didn’t need to be put in the middle of shit that didn’t concern them. He didn’t want them in with the Cardonas when it was Mayhem’s decision to do this.

“Why I’m doing this isn’t anyone’s fucking problem but my own, and that’s why I didn’t want any of you knowing.” He looked at Fury, not meaning to snap at the other patches but he was on edge lately, even after finally fucking Butters.

He might not have sampled that sweet pussy of hers, but he’d had her in some way, and even that hadn’t eased this tension in him. Maybe once the drop-off was done he’d feel better about it all?

“But the prez thought it best that everyone was up to speed with it, just in case there is blowback, which I don’t want with the club.”

“You’re seriously doing this alone?” Dirty asked.

“No need for everyone to be there when it’s just a drop-off.”

“That’s fucking insane and dumb as hell,” Dirty replied and leaned back in the chair. “You know things can change like that.” Dirty snapped his fingers.

“Well, it might be, but it’s my dumbass move to make.”

Dirty didn’t move but did keep staring at Mayhem. “She your old lady or something?”

Mayhem clenched his hands on his thighs and glared at Dirty. “No.”

“Then why risk so much?” Shorty asked.

Hell, Mayhem didn’t even know. He’d thought, at first, it had been because he’d been so hard up for her, but then, after a while, something changed. He wasn’t in love with her, didn’t want an old lady—at least he didn’t think he ever would—but he certainly didn’t think of her as just a piece of ass.

But thinking of anyone else having Butters annoyed him, had this heat moving through him that wasn’t good. He knew getting involved with this, with her, wasn’t the smartest move, but Mayhem had never been one to think rationally when he wanted something as badly as he wanted Butters.

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