Towles: Brothers of Chaos MC #3 by Quinn Slater

Author:Quinn Slater [Slater, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-07-02T00:00:00+00:00

8

April

The funny thing about life is that you never know when yours will intersect with someone else’s. It happens, and there’s no way to be prepared. You take it at face value and hope it doesn't land you in jail or six feet under. My intersection with Ethan had led me to both sides of a jail cell. Would it eventually put me six feet under?

“Ethan had to stop at his place,” Skittles said. She stood in the doorway of Ethan’s private room at the club. “Don’t let any of this scare you. We help each other get through these things and are better off.”

“I never realized Paul had a violent side,” I said. “I need to tell that woman I’m sorry for what he did.”

“A man never shows his violent side as long as he thinks he controls you. When he feels he’s lost or losing control, that’s when the brutality emerges.” Skittles put her hand on the doorknob and started to close the door. “No woman deserves a man like that. Ethan isn’t like that. He’s a little rough around the edges, but he’ll treat you right. Keep in mind he’s been burned too many times to count. Also, there’s no need to apologize to Sophia. She knows it was all him. Never apologize for that asshole. He’s responsible for the shit he's done.”

“That’s why Ethan talks about the club so much. He acts like the club saved his life by keeping him out of prison, giving him something with a purpose.” I understood more than Ethan thought I did.

Skittles nodded. “The club has a way of making you forget all the shit masquerading around in your head. Things run a hundred miles per hour here. You don’t usually have time to think about the shit that brings you down.”

“Ethan is thinking about what’s bringing him down,” I said. “He blames himself for his parents’ death. He blames himself for his siblings hating him. That’s a lot of shit to handle for someone his age. It isn’t right. I’ll speak to him when he gets here,” I said. “Not as if I’m his doctor. He doesn’t need that. He needs a friend to listen.”

“Be good to him, April, and he’ll treat you like a queen.” Skittles left, and I sat on the bed, looking around the room. Like Ethan, I needed a friend to talk to. I mistakenly thought that friend was Paul.

A picture of Ethan and his family sat on a table in the room. He looked to be in his teens. The picture made me feel old. When Ethan was a teen, I was finishing up college. I opened the nightstand and giggled. There was a big tube of lube next to a gun. I’m not sure what made me do it, but I grabbed the tube of lube and lay back on the bed.

Paul had such a tiny dick that we never had to invest in lube. He refused to do anal. “That’s nasty and unnatural,” he said.

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