Wild Heart: An Age Gap Protector Romance (Wild Heart Mountain: Wild Rider's MC Book 6) by Sadie King

Author:Sadie King [King, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-04T00:00:00+00:00

9

RAIDEN

Barrel sways as he pulls out a chair around the long table and collapses into it. He makes a grab for Marcus’s meat sandwich and Marcus pulls it out the way, almost knocking over Arlo’s beer.

“Watch it.”

Arlo rescues his beer and proceeds to chug it back.

None of the men are pleased that I’ve called a meeting in the middle of a club dinner, but they don’t complain. They know I wouldn’t have called it if I didn’t have to. Hell, I’d prefer if they were sober, but there’s nothing I can do about that.

“Is this about the mafia princess you got stashed away upstairs?” Barrels looks smug as he says it. I cut a look to Marcus and Snips; they were the only ones who saw her come in.

They both shakes their heads.

“I didn’t breathe a word, Prez.” Marcus looks offended.

“Me neither,” says Snips.

Barrels crosses his arms over his chest. “Come on, Prez, we’re not blind. Even with your big hairy distraction here.” He nudges Marcus, who puts on a front.

“What do you mean?”

I should have known better than to think I could sneak Isabella past my men. Barrels was special forces; he doesn’t miss a thing. Even if he has been hitting the beer all afternoon.

I sigh and run my hands through my hair. I trust every man here, and they need to know who I’ve got upstairs and the consequences that it could lead to.

“Yes, Isabelle Berone will be staying with us for a few days.”

There’re murmurs around the room, and I can tell from the pitch of them that not everyone’s happy about our guest.

“Does her father know?” asks Travis.

I shake my head. “Not yet.”

“Jesus.” Travis shifts in his seat. “Are we gonna have a mafia hit squad after us?”

“Do we need to tool up, Prez?” Snips leans forward, looking excited. Some of my men miss their military days more than others.

“I hope not.”

“But you can’t be sure?” Barrels leans his giant elbows on the table. All trace of drunkenness has vanished. If I told my men to get ready for a shoot-out, they would. But I hope like hell it doesn’t come to that.

“Carlo isn’t going to come after our club. He’s not that stupid.”

There’re grunts of dissent around the room. Not everyone agrees.

“I’m not keeping Isabella against her will. I rescued her from a… situation, and she’s staying here for a few days.”

There’s raised eyebrows, but I’m not going into details.

“She was wearing your cut. Does that mean she’s your old lady?”

I fix Arlo with a hard look, but the grin remains on his face.

I wonder how the hell he saw what she was wearing when I didn’t even see him out back when we came in. Either my men are more observant than I give them credit for or they’re massive gossips. Also I’m not answering any questions about what Isabella is to me. She’s mine, that’s all I know. But until she knows it, I’m sure as hell not sharing that with my men.

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