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“NO!” they all exclaimed in unison.

“Oh my god, I would’ve died,” Tiffany giggled. “Serves her right.”

Excuse me? Serves me right? For what? Existing?

“Now, now, girls. There’s no need to throw out so much shade. The Queen B has no idea what she’s doing. She may be completely oblivious to all the attention she’s been getting from the club, but that’s why we do what we do, right?” Nina, the head of them all, said stoically.

“What are we at now?” Bianca asked.

“Well, with Rose preying to Sabbath last night, that makes eight.”

They all fucking giggled. The sound was like talons on a chalkboard for me.What were they laughing about? Eight what?

“Oh my god, Nina. Thank you so much for starting this little club of ours. If only she knew what was going on behind her back. It would make her sick.”

“Yeah, if I were her, I’d be goddamn mortified if I knew my Ol’ man was fucking his way through the club girls. You know what’s sad?”

“No? What?” Tiffany asked. Out of all of them, Tiffany annoyed me the most. She was a gossiper who thrived on drama. She was the first person to act like your best friend, then turn around and stab you in the back. At least with Rose and Nina you knew they were bitches just by looking at them. The only girl here I even had any type of relationship with was Ramona, who seemed to be my only friend here.

Rose continued, “When I walked by their room later that night, I heard her begging for sex, claiming he didn’t touch her anymore.”

Immediately they all started to snicker. The sound of it made my stomach roll with unease.

“That bitch is so fucking clueless. Every man here fantasizes about fucking her, but she can’t even keep the one that claimed her entertained. She takes our men, we take hers. It’s only fair,” Nina shouted, almost like it was a chant or something.

“Right? How can she turn that many heads? It aggravates me so much. All I want is a little of Snyder’s attention, but he’s always focused on her,” Rose whined. “Which is why I decided to get back at the bitch. You take away my man, I fuck yours. All’s fair in sex and motorcycles. If the other guys won’t claim any of us, then we’ll secretly claim her man.”

I didn’t even realize a tear was falling down my face until the air kissed it and made it feel so cold. These women had a vendetta against me, purposely fucking Sabbath behind my back to get back at me for something I had zero control of. How was it my fault that the guys weren’t claiming any of them?

A hand on my shoulder jolted me out of my pity puddle, and immediately, I gasped. “Damn it, Ramona, you scared the shit out of me.”

My hand covered my heart as it sped recklessly underneath my shirt. Ramona tried to give me a friendly smile, but voices carried, and she realized what I was listening to.

“Nope, you’re not doing this to yourself, come on.”

She gripped me by the shirt, tugging me behind her until we were in my room. The second the door was closed she turned to me. “Don’t listen to those bitches out there.”

“But it was eight, Ramona. Eight women in this clubhouse have fucked Sabbath behind my back, and now it’s some kind of game.”

“I know. They’re pissed off because the guys, especially Snyder, have been paying rather close attention to you lately. What’s going on there, anyway?”

My shoulders lifted briefly in a weak shrug. “I don’t know. He’s been really nice to me lately, trying to protect me from seeing Sabbath’s many indiscretions. He’s being a good VP.”

“No. He’s being a man. It’s obvious Snyder wants you, Shasta, so why not take him for a spin? What’s that saying? An eye for an eye? You should give Sabbath a taste of his own medicine and do a fuck for a fuck.”

My mouth dropped. The thought of fucking eight men who weren’t Sabbath made me sick to my stomach.

“No way! That wouldn’t make anything better. It would just make everything worse. Everyone knows what he did to Leppard, what the fuck would he do to me if he found out I slept with someone else in the club, let alone eight of them.”

“Eight?”

“Mmm hmmm, the number of women he’s slept with here.”

“Damn, I didn’t realize it had gotten that high.”

The smile that was somewhat on my face instantly disappeared.

“Wait? Did you know?”


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