Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions) novel Chapter 33

Scanning critically over the biker's black leather pants, it's old and terrible, but his black t-shirt is perfect. I bought that for him. I'm about to say as much when I'm startled at the soft gaze he gives the sleeping form that is undoubtedly unconscious by the angle of her neck.

I've known the Enforcer of The Satan Snipers for five years and he's never looked at a woman like that, not even when he was with tiny Falon. Never liked that bitch.

“She's our new prospect. A hello to you too Kylie. I’m great and how are you doing as well Kylie.” He lifts his head to me.

The scar under his eye makes the one eye seem smaller compared to the other. It used to have me cringing and flinching at the biker, but over the years he has become one of the very few friends I have.

“You know how I feel about pleasantries Zero. I’ll follow you up.”

He shakes his head with a smile and moves toward the stairs.

Already knowing I'm a lost cause. I hate greeting people, I hate meeting people, I hate saying goodbye to people.

Yes, there's a lot of things I hate, I can afford to. If you don't like me, well scratch that of course you gonna like me, I'm Kylie Bray.

My mama said hate is a strong word to use. So I asked her why if it's how I feel. She said true hate is something that has to run deep, it has to be unforgiving. I told her it was exactly how I felt about her leaving me for three years, without a note, message and goodbye. She didn't even say hello when she returned. Well that just had her leaving the room, end of conversation.

I tail behind the big biker, my boots heavy on the dark gray carpeted stair case.

“You saw my Kevin?”

“He’s gone out, why what's up? You need something?”

I fling my hair to the side as my denim covered legs climb higher up. I almost groan as the masculine products fill my nose as we pass the bathroom. Finally I'm away from the disinfectant clogging my brains downstairs.

We stop at the eighth door.

I open the white princess cut door for him to go in first with his damsel.

“Nope, Came to see if Aron wanted to join Diamond and me for the horse trails and check on Storm but they both gone riding, wanted to see Kevin before I head out but he ain't here.”

“Ain't gonna see him now Ky.”

I sigh at what a waste of my time this has been, and tilt my head to the side as a thought saddles up in my mind.

Watching him lay her down on the bed reminds me of the conversation I had with Kevin yesterday.

“The reason why my brother doesn't want me over. She's Beggar right?” I drawl in a thick Texan accent.

I stare at the beautiful girl. The one my heartless brother spoke about to David. I was in David's office when he got the call. He had the phone on speaker while he worked. When Kevin said he met a girl and she was homeless who insisted on the name Beggar, curiosity plagued me and I jumped in my ride with a nagging Diamond and drove six hours from Liston Hills to Kanla a day before schedule.

It was a well worth trip. My brother has never mentioned a woman in his life.