This was what he could do to me.
No other man could make me feel this way. No other man could hurt me with such a simple deception.
I straightened my shoulders, lengthened my spine, and braced myself for the powerhouse that was my husband who was walking toward me.
In a three-thousand-dollar suit or a thousand-dollar leather jacket with jeans, he exuded power. The bitch of it was, I already wanted to melt in the face of that.
God, those fucking jeans were going to be the death of me.
"Let him come to you."
The whisper came from Stone.
I dipped my head slightly.
"Make him work for it."
Giulia.
"Words mean nothing without action."
Lily.
As they drifted away, leaving me alone apart from my new kitten, I tucked one of my hands into the small creature’s fur. There was a surprising amount of comfort to be found there, and I drew from it as I watched him.
Much like the Five Points, blood and money were at the foundations of the MC. But for all that, Aidan had these daunting men veering out of his path. They didn’t know they were doing it, but they edged aside nonetheless, allowing him to walk toward me without stopping.
Nearer.
Nearer.
Then, he was there.
Right in front of me.
"You left."
His first words.
It was like a knife punctured my lungs and air leached from them.
Words mean nothing without action.
That was what Lily had said.
"I needed space, and I needed help. Both things the MC could provide."
His gaze never left mine as he growled, "You don’t need space from me."
"Don’t tell me what I need," I grated out, uncaring that half the club was probably listening in to the conversation.
He gritted his teeth. "What help do you need from the MC?"
"Lodestar has gone missing. I was hoping for some information on her whereabouts."
His nostrils flared. "They won’t help you run from me. You’re mine, Savannah. I told you—you belong to me. It didn’t take a wedding ring to cement that."
His words triggered an explosion inside me.