Bishop: MC Romance Age Gap (Wicked Kings MC Miami Book 1) by Autumn Summers

Author:Autumn Summers [Summers, Autumn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Bishop: The Split

I had no idea what the fuck was going on. My mind was still reeling from the kiss with Shelly.

Frankly, I wanted to go back to that moment, but I doubted that would be happening.

Steel brought me over to the table, where Stix was sitting with the gavel in his hand.

“I thought we told you to get the fuck out of here? What the fuck is going on?” I asked.

I looked at the rest of the table, realizing it was the same group of men who opposed the Wicked Kings. They all looked at me.

“What the hell is going on?”

“We’re holding Church,” Stix said.

I banged my hands on the table, anger flowing through my body.

“Like hell you are! We’re not doing this shit right now!” I yelled.

My mind kept going back to Shelly. We could be making love and having a wonderful, romantic moment together, but these fucks that I told to go the hell away were making things harder.

“Well, you should hear our side of the story, and—”

Suddenly, I couldn’t think straight. I didn’t want to deal with this sniveling little rat bastard. I’d always hated Stix. I lunged forward, and without thinking twice, I punched him straight in the mouth, and I continued to throw punches.

Soon, the others at the table started to yell and join in on the fight. Pandemonium seeped through the air, but I didn’t give a fuck.

Then, I heard more noise. I looked, and there was Steel and some others. Steel raised his beefy arms, looking at them.

“Alright, all of you need to settle the fuck down,” he said.

I grabbed Stix, saw that smile on his face, and threw him to the ground.

“Listen here, Bishop, nobody voted for you to be the president of the Outlaws of Chaos, and you can’t claim the spot.

I looked at this little shit. I didn’t want to be a part of this group if this is what these fuckers were doing. I kept thinking about the Wicked Kings, the deal they had, and how it could save the people in the club that I gave a flying fuck about.

I calmed down, trying to keep my wits about me.

“That’s fine. If you want to be the president of the Outlaws, then fine, go for it. Because I’m not associated with you goddamn Outlaws. Fuck this,” I said.

I grabbed the vest that I received when I joined, the one that symbolized my place in the MC. Well, that was no more. I threw it on the table.

As if on cue, Steel, Cage, Brick, Hunter, Smoke, and a few other members followed my lead, dropping all their jackets onto the table.

I looked at Stix, who was laughing at the gesture.

“Oh, how symbolic,” he mocked.

“You’re free to do as you wish with the Outlaws of Chaos MC, but you must leave the premises immediately, Stix. You and your guys need to fuck off. Keep the name, but this is my fucking property, and I better not see your ass here ever again.

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