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Itwisted the business card between my fingers, sighing. I really didn’t want to call this agent. Honestly, what proof had she given me that she really did used to be involved with bikers? Was it even true that she had a kid?

I huffed and tossed the card onto my desk. Fuck Cole for wanting me to do this. Making an ally out of an FBI agent would only end badly. Nothing good ever came out of being friends with a cop. They would fucking stab you in your back in a heartbeat. I knew from experience. Sadly, Cole and the rest of the club still had yet to learn.

“Are you going to call her?” Cole asked as he came into my room.

“No,” I told him while still glaring at the card. “What proof do I have that what she says is the truth?”

“Babe, we could use an alliance with the FBI,” he told me, sighing heavily.

I switched my glare over to him. “The last time I trusted a cop, my ass got sent to jail for five months, and it was hell. I don’t want to make the same mistake again.”

Cole’s eyebrows pulled together. “You went to jail because of a deal with a cop?”

I sighed and nodded. I had forgotten that Cole didn’t know my reason for going to jail. “Travis asked me to make a deal for the Black Skulls. Shit was going great until I found out he had alliances with the ATL, and then, all of a sudden, I’m being slammed onto the ground and my wrists are being cuffed behind my back. His daughter was the witness.”

“So, you went to jail because of my fucking dad?” he asked, that muscle in his jaw ticking furiously. “For fuck’s sake, Amelia, how much other shit have you done for the club that has backfired and everyone else let you take the fall?”

I shrugged. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. “Hey, didn’t you go to the doctor’s this morning?” he asked suddenly.

I nodded at him. “The baby is fine. They’re still going to monitor it though.”

He nodded, eyeing my stomach. I stood up and slid my gun into my belt. I looked up at him. “I’m going to go make a certain blonde’s life hell,” I told him, shrugging my cut on.

He sighed. “Amelia, that’s all you’ve been doing since she got here. I’m handling it,” he told me.

Handling it.I let that settle in for a moment. Then, it hit me. Of course, he was fucking handling it! He made a fucking promise to her, and Cole’s conscious wouldneverlet him sleep if he didn’t keep that promise. He was helping the bitch and probably fucking her, too!

I stormed out of the room, moving quick enough so he couldn’t stop me from leaving. I stormed into the barroom. “Where’s Tammy?” I snapped at Lorenzo.

He jerked his head to where she was sitting at a table, sipping at a beer and talking to Katie and my mom. I stormed over and wrapped her blonde hair around my head, jerking her head back to stare me in my eyes. “I’ve got one fucking question for you,” I spit.

“Amelia—”

I jerked my head in Cole’s direction, the anger coating my face shutting him up. “Say another fucking word, and I’ll make sure you never fucking touch another woman again, including me, do you fucking understand?” I snapped.

He didn’t say anything, but by the muscle that was twitching in his jaw, I knew he was pissed at me. I didn’t give a flipping fuck at that moment. I knew he was fucking this bitch even after he just told me yesterday that we were together! No wonder he never made it to my fucking bed last night!

I looked back at Tammi. “Tell me, where was Cole last night? If you don’t know, then tell the fucking truth, but I have a really good fucking feeling that you know very well where he was last night,” I sneered. Because he had never come to bed. I hadn’t thought anything of it, but now, it was suspicious as fuck.

“Amelia, I don’t want any trouble,” she said, her face pale. “I really don’t. You’re crazy and scary as hell when you’re pissed. You know where he was last night. I don’t want to sound harsh, but admit it to yourself, Amelia; he can never settle for one woman.”

I slung her head forward, not giving the slightest fuck that her chin hit the table or the fact that I ripped some of her hair out of her head. If I were a cartoon character, steam would be flying out of my ears right then. “Why thefuckdid you allow him to screw you?!” I yelled.

“I was told my job yesterday,” she said quietly, desperately trying to hold back her tears of pain. “Travis told me that while I’m here, I’m a club whore. I spread my legs or open my mouth when I’m told to, or he’d kill me. So, I did what Cole told me to.”

Katie watched me with cautious eyes. “Amelia, maybe you’re overreacting,” Katie told me gently. I glared at her harshly. “Have you and Cole even established a relationship?”

“According to Cole, we had,” I ground out through clenched teeth. I wanted to spill fucking blood. “So, I have every fucking reason to act like this.”

Katie glared at Cole. My mother ran her hand through her hair. “I can’t deal with this,” Mom muttered. She looked up at me through teary eyes. “Honey, you remind me too much of your father. I can’t be in the same room with you right now. I’m really sorry,” she whispered.

She ran from the room, a tear running down her cheek. My temper just got that much worse. I was alone in this—in everything. What fucking reason was I sticking around for? Oh, right, because I’m the mother fucking VP of this shit of a crew.

I turned to storm out of the clubhouse. I had to get the fuck away from there, or I would be everyone’s fucking enemy. “Amelia, wait,” Cole said, jogging after me.

Ignoring the fucking feelings that I had for him, I spun around, pointing my gun at him. He stopped in his tracks, eyeing the gun in my hand warily. “Amelia, don’t do anything rash,” he said cautiously, holding his hands up.

“Maybe you should have taken that advice last night!” I screamed at him. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. He was the father of my kid, and I didn’t need to be telling my son or daughter that I was the reason they didn’t know who their dad was because I blew a fucking hole through him. “I’m riding out for a little while. I’ll be back sometime today.” I clenched my jaw tightly, narrowing my eyes at him. “I swear, if you send one fucking person out after me, I will make everyone’s life here hell, do you understand me?”


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