Touching Diablo (Satan's Keepers MC Book 8) by E.C. Land

Author:E.C. Land [Land, E.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

LONDON

I knew it. I totally knew better than to let him bring me to this party.

Okay, so I was having fun. At first, I’d been having a blast. That is until those two horrible women, I don’t even think I can call them women with the way they acted. They had no respect for themselves and acted like the skanky hoes they are.

I didn’t need them to come up to me and tell me about what Diablo likes and doesn’t. I definitely didn’t want to know just how good he was with his tongue and how big he was down below. Or how they wanted me to leave him alone because I didn’t have what he needed.

I’d done my best to be patient with them. Ivy and Josephine both warned me earlier to brace for this kind of thing. That the PPs as they called them would test me. They didn’t like it when the guys found someone.

When neither of them refused to back off, it pissed me off. It pissed me off more when they goaded me into violence.

“What the hell is going on here?”

I let the skank’s head go as she falls and look to see not just Diablo looking at me, one eyebrow cocked, while Reaper is the one demanding answers.

“I’m sorry,” I tell him, stepping away from the women.

“She’s crazy is what’s going on,” the other skanky hoe cries, stepping closer to Reaper and Diablo. Tears streaming down her cheeks. Totally fake. Well, maybe. One hand gripping her wrist, holding it to her chest.

I may have squeezed a bit too hard as I twisted it. But it’s the way my dad taught me to. He said you don’t stop until you know they’ll stop. If that means you break something, you break it. So, her wrist is probably sprained if not broken.

“I didn’t ask you,” Reaper snaps, glaring at the woman.

“But it’s true,” she cries. “I think she broke my wrist.”

“Really?” Cerberus asks, looking at me. “London doesn’t look like she could do that.”

It’s my turn to snort at the accusation. It’s not exactly an accusation per se but rather an assumption.

I don’t really care about the fact everyone was demanding to know what was happening because all of this is Diablo’s fault.

Shooting a glare in his direction, I whirl around and leave, noticing another of the scantily dressed women moving in to help the one who I’d bashed the head of. I barely get two steps away when I find myself pulled up short.

“Where are you going, London?” Diablo asks, his body right behind mine.

“I’m leaving,” I tell him and yank away or try to.

“You’re not leaving, Chiquita.” Turning me in his arms, he wraps them around me, securing me to him. “Tell me what happened.”

“No.” There’s no way I’m telling him what they’d said to me. I want to forget what they told me about him. I want to go home and do my best not to think about the fact he’d been with both those women, at the same time.

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