The Sinner Within by J. L. Leslie

Author:J. L. Leslie [Leslie, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Lucien

I open the door to my bedroom and lead Harper out into the hallway. When we came to my room last night, everyone was still outside partying, celebrating our wins from the fight. Now, the aftermath of that is half-naked people scattered all over my clubhouse. Reid was probably up only because he never went to sleep.

“Wow,” Harper mumbles. “This place is a fucking pig sty.”

I don’t disagree with her. When I lived here with Spencer, she and the other old ladies made it a point to keep the place clean. None of them could stand living like this.

Damn, I scold myself for thinking about her. I fucked Harper last night, and I have no business reminiscing on how things were when Spencer was here. She’s gone, living her new life, and she’s never coming back.

“I’ll get a few of the prospects to clean it up,” I let her know, knowing that since we lost some members in Verdana, we don’t have as many old ladies here.

“Like Warren?” she asks.

“We have other prospects other than Warren.”

Although I know if I treat him differently, they’ll bust my balls. He may have been a Ryker, but he’s still new to the Sinners. He needs to go through the same bullshit the other prospects do. Earn his cut. That’s just the way it is.

“How long does it take to become a member? I mean, what do they have to do?” Harper questions me, stepping over a passed out club whore as we reach the door to go outside.

“It just depends. Some make it to member status in months, others it takes years. Some never fucking make it.”

Once outside, I see all the beer bottles and trash that litter the ground. Soco and Reid already have the prospects cleaning everything up, including dismantling the ring which is where Warren is. I can look at Reid and tell he still has a chip on his shoulder. Apparently, he didn’t like my dick in his face too much.

I saunter over to him, ready to listen to what he needed approval on now that Harper is fully dressed. He stands with his arms crossed, face forward, refusing to look at me as he speaks.

“There were three club whores that performed services last night. I need your approval to pay them,” he grits out.

I see Harper shift on her feet at his words, obviously curious. I can admit that I’m not sure what he’s talking about. We didn’t discuss having any of the club whores perform services.

“Who performed services and why?” I ask him, and he finally looks at me.

“Sabrina thought it would be a good idea to have some of them give the fighters a distraction before the fight and it fucking worked. They lost their asses off.”

“Warren agreed to it?”

“He didn’t have to. She isn’t his old lady, for fuck’s sake.”

I clench my jaw and nod my head. “Since she didn’t go through the proper protocol, if you want the whore paid, pay her with your fucking winnings from the fight,” I answer him and when he starts to protest, I cut him off.

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