Misappropriate by Kathryn Kelly & Crystal Cuffley

Author:Kathryn Kelly & Crystal Cuffley [Kelly, Kathryn & Cuffley, Crystal]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2014-02-07T05:00:00+00:00

Two days later, Christopher glanced at his watch and cursed. He had one hour before he had to get to the church for the pre-marital counseling shit that dickhead insisted him and Megan do before he married them. Motherfucker. They were already fucking married, so this bullshit was fucking pointless. But Megan wanted that church wedding, so Christopher had to suffer through that priest’s advising them on shit they were better off figuring out on their fucking own.

What the fuck did he know any-fucking-way? Not like the motherfucker had ever been married. Probably never had pussy, either, with the vow of celibacy they were required to take.

Christopher held up the ice pick and dangled it in front of the motherfucker strapped to the wall in the shed. He glanced at Mortician, hoping like fuck he didn’t have to pass this job to him, Digger, Val or Johnny. To him, Cee was personal. He wanted to exact the vengeance on everyone connected to him. Like now, with this stupid fuck, who, so far had four holes in him, all courtesy of Christopher.

Christopher paced in front of the moaning fuckhead. “I ain’t repeatin’ this shit but one more time, motherfucker. It’s been brought to my attention you the fucker who brought Cee Cee to my fuckin’ club.”

He refrained from taking a bigger instrument and making fuckhead feel real pain. Both Megan and his mother needed avenging for Cee Cee’s actions and if he had to fuck-up a hundred motherfuckers to get to that motherfucker, he would.

He shoved the pick into the man’s thigh, scowling at the dickhead’s bitchified scream.

“As far as I fuckin’ know, ain’t no new fuckin’ presidents been elected in none of the Dwellers’ local support clubs. Me and my boys have spent four fuckin’ days checkin’ that shit.”

“Outlaw, pl-please. I sw-swear I didn’t br-bring him here to cause trouble,” the man cried.

Christopher poked his shoulder with the ice pick tip, red oozing from the white skin. “Then how the fuck he got to be your guest?”

The man gasped. “I…he was at the Haven last week,” he said around sniffles.

Fucking pussy. Sniveling like a fucking bitch-ass punk. Christopher jabbed his other shoulder—deeper—in pure fucking disgust.

What the fuck was this pussy’s name any-fucking-way?

“He…he said he was an old friend of the family—“

Christopher let out a roar of pure rage. How many times had he heard about the friend of the family violating his mother than being present to sign his birth certificate? He stabbed the man’s jaw and would’ve done it again if Johnnie hadn’t stopped him.

“That’s what Cee Cee said,” his cousin reminded him. “Not this stupid fuck.”

“Yeah, Outlaw, he just the fucking messenger,” Digger said, nodding in agreement.

“At one time, messengers got fucked up for deliverin’ bad fuckin’ news,” Christopher snapped, his vision blurring with the red haze of his anger.

“You have blood all over you.” Val pointed to his jeans. “You and Meggie need to leave for the church in ten fucking minutes.”

He stared at the bleeding, crying motherfucker, wanting to take out his rage and frustration on someone.

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