Nightmare: Prisoners of Purgatory MC #1 by Bella Jewel

Nightmare: Prisoners of Purgatory MC #1 by Bella Jewel

Author:Bella Jewel [Jewel, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Bella Jewel, Motorcycle romance, Romantic suspense, Romantic thriller, New adult romance
Publisher: Bella Jewel
Published: 2023-01-26T18:30:00+00:00


10

“Is he okay?”

Glancing at Western, who is sitting at the bar at the club, shooting back shot after shot of alcohol, I wonder what the hell has gone down. He didn’t come to the club tonight. Apparently, he hasn’t missed a night since he got out. Curious, as soon as I finished my shift, I came straight here only to find him drunk and refusing to speak to anyone. He didn’t even acknowledge me when I came in.

Fury, who I’m standing beside, gives me a side-eyed expression. “When Night is like this, you don’t go near him. He’ll drink himself stupid and go to bed. Don’t worry your pretty little head ‘bout it.”

He clearly doesn’t know me.

Not yet, anyway.

“Why is he like this, though?”

“Him and Hazel had one hell of a blow out, she stormed out, threatened to leave and take everything. If she don’t come back, and word of this gets around ...”

Frowning, I turn to him. “Is it really that important that he has a wife, just for appearances? Everybody has made their mind up about Western in this town, so what does it matter?”

“It matters because he has already lost fuckin’ everything. Nobody will hire him. Nobody will even fuckin’ speak to him on the street. Havin’ a wife, lookin’ semi-normal when he was out in town, kept the comments at bay. I’m not entirely sure you know what it’s like to live a day in his life, Bonnie. He fuckin’ suffers.”

Glancing at Western, I wonder if he’s right.

Maybe I really don’t see what it’s like.

I want to, though.

Walking away from Fury, I approach Western even though he made it very clear that I shouldn’t do that. Stopping beside him, I can smell the whiskey right away. It’s strong, and it’s clear that he has had one too many. He doesn’t turn to face me when I approach him, he just shoots another one down.

“Hey,” I say, reaching out and sliding the shot glass from his grips. “Walk with me.”

I can feel the other bikers’ eyes on me, no doubt waiting for an explosion.

I, too, am preparing myself.

“Give me,” he grinds out, “my fuckin’ glass back.”

“Bonnie,” Fury calls, but I put up a hand, stopping him.

Western doesn’t scare me, and I’m not about to take his shit.

“No,” I say, pulling it closer. “You have one of two choices here, Western. You can either walk with me, and we can get the hell away from all these eyes, or you can make a scene, and I promise you, I’m still not going to go away.”

He glares at me, his expression so hard, and yet so broken, it hurts my heart to see. There is a pain in his eyes, a pain that runs so deep, it absolutely shatters my soul. Shoving up from his stool, I’m surprised when he turns and partially stumbles his way outside. Placing the shot glass down, I turn and follow him, not wanting to push my luck by saying anything more right now.

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