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

Beggar and I decided to stop at the shops for some ice-cream. We got back to the clubhouse an hour ago.

I’m sitting in front of the television on the carpeted floor trying to watch The Flash, I am a huge Marvel fan. I had a collection of comic books to prove it. Kaleb is on his back kicking his legs, fist in his mouth talking in his loud baby language.

Frost, Mercy, Beggar and After were taking up the one long seater, whilst Bull and a biker named Radar took the 2 seater. The two of them stayed with us in case something happened. The club was overly cautious.

Natasha hasn’t gotten back as yet, since her ride with Killer. My doing. I couldn’t tell her she couldn’t go on a ride with Killer, because it made me jealous. And frankly I doubt it would have made a difference since Killer was dead set on going for a ride with Natasha on his back, and at that stage I doubted that whatever I said would have changed the outcome.

My mouth got the better of me, and although I tried to be happy since it was my wedding day, I felt like shit, Because Beggar was right.

Mercy and Bull said nothing after I practically lost my shit at him. Frost told me that Killer was a patient man, but I went too far. You always know how to bring out the worst in him. Her parting words still make me cringe at how true they are.

After however didn’t see the need to shut up and gave it to me straight, “You don’t do that to a man in front of his brother’s, you want to be his woman then you need to learn respect. Respect the brother, respect the club. You behaved like a bitch today, you haven’t earned the ranks, or even a fucking sliver of right to talk to my Vice President that way. You are a piece of work, you know that.” It hurt when she left me alone, because out of all the women, including Frost, who was my cousin, After was the one who claimed me as a friend.

handing me my ass and the girls sat in the chair waiting for Killer, Natasha

questioning looks as the others did, when Killer didn’t

nap time, even when he left to go on Club business he still made sure he

They were talking about another lockdown and the clubhouse was already on standby in case it

I am the first

torture myself watching Natasha and Killer. The pain hits me at how great a couple they should be, I cringe when she pulls off her helmet, giving him a smile. I don’t know what he

but I don’t

my own. They are so curious, looking everywhere as he sucks his little fist in his mouth. I go down on the carpet, forgetting the television, the ladies, him, and her, and stretch my legs so they

will take you to the beach house in L.A, I think you will love sitting in the sun,” I tell him as I cup his small cheek.

the sounds behind me; the ladies walking back

right in front of Kaleb and I, then he is bending and lifting my little