TONGUE'S TARGET (RUTHLESS KINGS MC™ LAS VEGAS CHAPTER (A RUTHLESS UNDERWORLD NOVEL) Book 11) by K.L. Savage

Author:K.L. Savage [Savage, K.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ruthless Kings MC™ Book 11
Publisher: RUTHLESS UNDERWORLD LLC
Published: 2021-02-23T00:00:00+00:00

I sit down on the floor, wishing I had something to drink in my hand. I want hard whiskey, the cheap kind; the kind that burns and unsettles my stomach. The kind that rips apart the back of my throat. Sipping something smooth and expensive is enjoyable.

And this moment is not.

I mirror his position, right on the other side of the barrier. What would life have been like if we hadn’t been brought into the life we were dealt. What if I could have had a brother, and he could have been there for me? What if he existed and my uncle never touched me? Would I be the same man I am today? What if we had grown up together and were close?

All the what ifs, all the what ifs that don’t matter because now we are on opposites sides of the glass.

“Porter? Stop with the taunting and just talk,” Zain warns as he walks behind me. “I’m going downstairs. Hopefully if you guys fight, you kill each other, so I don’t have to worry about killing the one that lives.” His footsteps are quiet since he is barefoot, and the stairs creak as he walks down the steps.

I lay the knife next to my leg. Porter follows the movement, then grins when he sees it. “Well, I’m proud. Little brother comes prepared.”

“Stop calling me that. We both know you hate me just like I hate you.”

The mockery on his face is gone, and I’m not sure if I believe his sincerity. “I did hate you, for a really long time. I wanted to take from you, Wayne. I wanted to take, take, take, until nothing was left for you to live for. I was jealous. So damn jealous, and mad at you. Mad at you for existing, mad at you for not knowing you, and mad at her.” He doesn’t look away from me as he starts to speak.

“Her?” I ask, watching an orange tabby cat jump from the top of the dresser in his room and onto the floor. The fur ball struts toward Porter and purrs, rubbing his body against his side.

He scratches under the cat’s chin. “Our mother.”

“I don’t remember much of her.”

“Good. She was a lying whore. There isn’t much to know.”

I bang my fist against the glass again, causing another crack. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. She was a good mom. She—”

“She was with my old man for a long time, you know. The president of an MC. She was one of his whores at first.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Like I’d ever tell you a lie. The truth always hurts more than a lie ever does, baby brother.”

I grit my teeth and any good memories of her I had start to tarnish. “I don’t remember her much. She died when I was young.”

“I know. I killed her and your dad,” he says nonchalantly, leaning back on his hands.

The blood drains from my face and my hand curls around the knife.

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