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I raised my brows at Amelia. This was certainly news to me. “If he was taken, he wouldn’t be all over me right now,” Daisy told her smugly. I leaned back in my seat. Amelia was fucking mean as hell when she wanted to be. Daisy was playing with a whole fucking inferno of flames.

Amelia yanked her up by her neck and shoved her against the wall. “He’s mine, you fucking whore. Do you understand?”

Daisy nodded her head quickly, keeping her mouth shut. Amelia let her go and turned to glare at me. I grabbed her wrist and yanked her into my lap before she could storm away. I rested my hands on her hips, keeping a firm grip in case she tried to get up. “Let me the fuck go, Cole,” she ground out.

Fuck getting rid of the notions of love. I wanted Amelia.

I leaned in and kissed her deeply. She gripped my upper arms, kissing me back immediately. Fuck, I needed more of her. Where Amelia was concerned, I wouldalwaysneed more.

I lifted her up, carrying her to my room in the back of the clubhouse. When I got to my room, I immediately began undressing her after kicking my bedroom door shut. She yanked my clothes off of me, and I led her back to the bed. As soon as she was on her back, I slid into her. She moaned, throwing her head back against the pillows, digging her nails into my back. I pounded into her relentlessly.

I fucking loved being buried deep inside of her. I would mess around with foreplay some other time. Right then, I just needed her wrapped around me.

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Amelia

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Pop. Pop.

I jerked awake, flying into a sitting position in Cole’s bed. Cole was standing in the doorway to his room, talking to his dad. “Cole, what’s going on?” I demanded, my heart pounding in my chest.

He said a couple more words to his dad and shut the door. He sat on the bed and yanked on his boots. “You need to find somewhere to hide, Amelia,” he said, looking over at me. “The ATL shot our guards a few seconds ago and are now on our damn property.” I jumped when I heard more gunshots. I heard somebody yell in pain, and I grimaced, knowing just what the ATL were capable of.

Cole grabbed some guns and knives and slid his cut on. He grabbed the back of my neck in his large, warm hand and kissed me as if it were the last time he may ever kiss me. “Find somewhere to fucking hide, Amelia. I’m not joking. I won’t let these bastards hurt you or take you again.”

I nodded, but I knew that I wasn’t going to follow his directions. Cole and my parents were going to be out there risking their lives for something I could have prevented by just telling everyone what they wanted to know at the very beginning of all this shit. I wasn’t going to sit around and let whatever happened happen. I wasn’t that kind of woman. I fought alongside my men, not on the sidelines.

He jogged out of the room, already barking orders before he made it down the hallway. After getting dressed and sliding on my cut, I grabbed my weapons, making sure everything was loaded.

Before I could get outside, a hand clamped over my mouth. My gun was knocked from my hand, and they began dragging me to the back entrance. My heart pounded wildly in my chest as that familiar, disgusting smell hit my nostrils.

“You should have just listened to Cole, darling. You fucking women are more alike than you would like to think.”

Something hard hit my head, and I blacked out.

* * *

The first thingI noticed when I came to was that I was restrained. My arms were cuffed behind my back around a pole. I groaned. I swear, this man couldn’t change it up a little bit? Fuck, I was so tired of being taken by him. Didn’t he ever get tired of it all?

“Here you go, getting more people caught up in your bullshit,” I heard someone that sounded a lot like Katie spit at me.

I glared over at her, not letting the shock of seeing her next to me show on my face. “I’m sure Travis gave you the same instructions Cole gave me. Don’t fucking complain if you didn’t follow fucking orders,” I snarled back at her. I was not in the fucking mood for her petty bullshit.

The heavy, steel door to the room opened, and the ATL president stepped through. I glared at him. “Can you fucking let us go?” Katie snapped at him. “You don’t know what the fuck you’ve just done or the shit storm you’ve just fucking started.”

He glared at her. “I’d advise you to shut your fucking mouth, Louis. You don’t want to find out what I’m capable of. I’ll make you beg for death,” he promised her.

I knew from personal experience that he really fucking would.

He looked over at me and smirked. My stomach twisted as nausea rolled through it. He walked over to me, and I pushed myself as far away from him as I could. “Black Skulls don’t show fear, Amelia. Stand up to him,” Katie snapped at me. “You got yourself into this situation anyway. Don’t act so fucking afraid. You should be used to him by now.”

Before I could say anything to her, another man walked into the room, and I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, knowing he was here for me, too. “Katie, shut the hell up before I do to you what I’m going to do to her,” the man barked at her, effectively making her shut her mouth.

He pulled his knife from his pocket and began cutting my clothes off of me as soon as he reached me. “Stop!” I screamed at him. “Fucking stop!”

He dragged me down onto the floor and slapped his hand over my mouth, smirking. Tears welled up in my eyes. “Amelia, you know it’s only worse if you beg. I fucking love hearing you beg me to stop.”


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