Devi's Demon (Iron Vex MC Book 7) by Elizabeth Knox

Author:Elizabeth Knox [Knox, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Knox Publishing
Published: 2022-05-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Joker

Walking out into the main area of my club feels strange. It’s only after a few minutes I know why. It’s quieter than a fucking graveyard in here. I don’t know if it’s the fight from yesterday or the fucking ass-chewing Boss gave everyone. I’m going with the latter, and that pisses me off. Who the hell comes into another man’s home and thinks they have the right to scream at his family? They may not look like much, but my crew is my family. More so than Boss has ever been to me.

Polock comes up next to me with a cup of coffee in both his hands. One for him and one for me. “You good, Joker?” he asks, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Yeah, man, why the hell wouldn’t I be?” I squint at him over the rim of my own coffee cup.

He shrugs before he looks away, “I don’t know, man, but I’ve never seen you lose your shit like that. What did that guy do to set you off?”

I take another big gulp of coffee but don’t answer him. He takes that as his cue to leave. I’m not going to tell him why. I can’t tell anyone the real reason I went apeshit on that stripper. As much as I try to deny it, that shit was solely because he was touching on Devi. I can’t be having these types of reactions when it comes to her. She’s a fucking prospect and doesn’t even live anywhere near here.

Boss would never fucking allow that shit.

She must have heard me thinking about her because right at that moment, Boss decides to come out of the back room. She scans the room and seems to be pleased with whatever she observes. I know we’re family, but sometimes I want to just knock that fucking smug look off her face.

She walks over to where I am and sits next to me. “Any more coffee?”

I cut my eyes in her direction. “Let me guess, you expect someone to fetch it for you?” I snarl at her, and she instantly levels me with a stone-cold glare. If it’s meant to intimidate, it’s not working.

“This is where we are again. I thought we were being fucking civil to each other,” she snaps.

“Civil? Yeah, I think you might have thrown that out the window when you decided instead of letting me handle my club, you’d take it upon yourself to do it.”

She backs down slightly, but I don’t stop, “How the fuck do you expect me to lead, to bring this club to greatness when every chance you get, you fucking cut my legs out from under me. You scream at me in public like I was your bitch, and you expect them to just fall in line when you leave. Every fucking time you do this, every time you make me run to you for every fucking decision, you destroy this club a little more. You may think it’s me holding us back, but it’s you.

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