He grunted but nodded. He’d give her a few more days before she left.
Chapter Seven
The next day, Bull came looking for him in one of the garages.
“Hey, man. The boss wants to talk to you.”
Rage nodded and wiped his hands off. Everything seemed normal when he walked through the kitchen, but when he walked into the office and saw Amelia, Fury, his brother Dre, and Traeger’s expressions, he knew something was up. He wondered if Fury would ask him to end his time with Dana because she didn’t fit in.
“Close the door,” Fury said.
He did and then sat in a chair in front of his desk. “What’s up?”
Fury looked up at Amelia, who was standing by his shoulder.
“Tell him, babe,” Fury said.
Rage hated the sad look on her face.
“Zoe and I were dropping off clean towels. We thought you needed some and were outside, so we didn’t knock. We didn’t know Dana was still here.”
“I thought she left for work,” Rage said.
Amelia shook her head. “She didn’t see us at first. We caught her putting holes in your condoms.”
Rage sat up. “What the fuck.”
Amelia nodded. “I asked her what she was doing, and she jumped and shrieked. She just said she was trying to find something she left in your room. She walked past us. I called for someone to stop her and hold her for Fury.”
“She’s still here?” Rage asked.
Fury nodded. “Ax has her.”
Traeger reached for something and then handed it to him. “Check it out.”
It was the condom box that had been in his nightstand. He pulled a packet out, held it up to the light, and could easily see the hole. That fucking cunt.
“She told me the first time I fucked her that she was on birth control, so I didn’t have to use a condom.”
“Her plan was for you to get her pregnant, and then she thought she’d automatically be an old lady and not have to do anything for the rest of her life,” Fury said. “She’s the laziest fucking whore I’ve ever seen.”
“Jesus. She and her friends planned this when they walked into the bar, and I was dumb enough to fall for it. None of the other brothers brought one of the skanks home. Dana kept asking if she could bring her friends, and I always said no.”
Fury squeezed Amelia’s hand. “Babe, go to the kitchen. We’ll deal with this.”
Amelia nodded, bent, and kissed Fury before leaving the room.
After the door closed, Fury looked at Rage. “How do you want to play this?” Fury asked.
Rage felt blinding anger fill him. He hadn’t felt this level of anger since he got the name Rage. It was right after he joined the Devil’s. They were out partying, and a rival club walked in. The place was demolished from the fight between the two clubs. Rage had killed a few with his hands, and his anger had been out of control. Fury and Traeger had helped him control it since then. Now, he wanted to take the fucking cunt’s head off.
“We can’t kill her,” Traeger said. “There are too many people that would miss her.”
Rage stood and started pacing. “What can we do? I want her feeling some kind of pain.”
“Do you have any suggestions?” Fury asked.
Rage stopped in front of Fury’s desk. “Why can’t we pretend to kill her? Maybe dig a hole, put her into it, and start putting dirt on her. Make her think she’s going to die.”