Killer (The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club book 5)

“You didn’t really think I wanted you, did you? I told you before you are a cancer. You infest everything you touch.” It’s a low blow, but I want to hurt her, and for once I am not sure why. I have always known the reason for my reactions, always inderstood the concepts behind every choice I made. I never stood in a situation not knowing why. This is my first.

Her eyes fill with tears, but she stands there, staring at me, “What did you hope to get from Killer, huh?” She says my name like it’s bitter in her mouth.

I get up slowly from my bed, not missing Frost and Storm standing by the door.

“I want the file, I told you.” I’m honest, it is what I have always wanted from her, and I am not ashamed of my actions.

She shakes her head, and stares at me with those light green eyes that have kept me awake for years.

“Then find it, because I told you there is no FUCKING file, alright,” She yells and her chest rises and falls in quick succession.

room. My head tilts to the side and

killer I was born to be as I grip her by her neck. The room erupts around me but that

me, and I can’t help myself when my mouth

isn’t important. Sienna pushes me away and I stand there, as she slaps me across

Nobody stops her.

Snake and Storm walk closer to

just happened?” Storm asks, and I can’t form any answer because

luurrvv,” Snake says, and i

sounds of it he fucked that up properly.”