Vexed by Phoenyx Slaughter

Author:Phoenyx Slaughter [Slaughter, Phoenyx]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Erotica, Romantic, Genre Fiction, Romance, mc biker romance erotica, MC President, virgin, Outlaw MC, outlaw motorcycle club, Coming of Age, older man younger woman, Hollywood, starlet
Amazon: B01D401DGC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

12

After a week of drinking and generally being a dick to everyone in sight, I still can’t stop picturing her every time I try to go to sleep. Those steel-blue eyes haunt me every god damn time I close my eyes.

Wolf pounds me on the back on his way into church. “You’re pathetic.”

“Fuck off.”

“You need to get laid,” Whip says.

Is everyone planning to give me shit today?

“Melody brought one of her friends with her,” Cricket suggests. He just got voted in, so no, I’m not real receptive to dating advice from the little punk.

“Worry about your own dick,” I snarl.

“Just tryin’ to help, Prez.”

No shit. Getting someone else underneath me would probably help me move on, but I can’t be bothered. My dick must be broken, because he’s not interested either.

Once I’m seated at the head of the table, some of the fog lifts and I finally concentrate on something besides her.

Wolf raises his hand. “We got word that one, Red Storm’s trying to move into Dragon territory. And two, they’re patching in LEOs now.”

A round of what-the-fucks go around the table. If Red Storm’s being infiltrated by law enforcement, that could be bad for all the MCs in the area.

Dante sits forward. “How reliable?”

Wolf puts his hand up and wobbles it back and forth. “Too early to tell.”

“Who gives a fuck then?” Dante asks.

“Hey, just passing along information.”

“This info come from Tucker?”

“Yeah.”

“Is Bolt asking us for help with pushing them out of their territory?” I ask.

“Not yet.”

“Good. Then Dante’s right. Not our problem.” Tucker going into Red Storm territory to gather information still bugs me, though. Yeah, he said it was to help right the wrong done to his daughter, but he’s also a known liar. “Just to be safe. I say we reroute our next shipment through Nevada and have Fang truck it instead of Tucker.”

“Works for me,” Dante agrees. Everyone else gives their yeses.

We go through a list of less-exciting club business. There’s a surprising amount of tedious paperwork involved in running a successful outlaw motorcycle club. Any bunch of assholes can call a building a clubhouse and play outlaw biker. To survive and succeed at it takes some skill, hard work, and cunning. All my brothers have those qualities or they wouldn’t be wearing the Iron Bulls patch. For the first time, I’m the one not pulling my weight because I’m fucked up over a chick. It pisses me the fuck off.

When we break, I stay behind to talk to Wolf and go through some papers. Once I’m satisfied I’ve done some actual work, I join my brothers in the common area.

Ignoring the degenerate acts going on around me, I spot Dante and his girl at the bar with Luck. No, I will not go over there and casually ask if she’s heard from Athena. I don’t give a shit.

Against my better judgment, I approach the bar. Karina gives me a look that’s part fear and part pity. I hate that I lost my shit in front of her the other day.

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