Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 121

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Chapter 121

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with her Hyou could call it dancing. He was pretty much tiny her than to

And she wasn’t pushing him away,

Rage engulfed me. I moved forward without thinking. Behind me someone and I was sure it was Tanner muttered “sh fuck here we go Before chairs scraped back and they came after me.

Tignored them all,

Like a bull towards a red flag I crossed the dance floor. And people scampered out the way. I knew what they saw. A giant hulking biker with a face like thunder: usually I tried my best not to scare every person I met but tonight I just didn’t care.

Daisy was my woman. I’d told her I planned on marrying her and I’d meant it. So why the fuck was she letting some preppy asshole gyrate into her. Why wasn’t she pushing him away.

“I have a boyfriend.” Her voice finally hit me, but I didn’t slow down. He said something to her, his lips against her ear but I heard them and a red mist of rage and jealousy took over.

Grabbing him by the shoulder 1 spun him around. “I think she said she had a man.” I snapped the split second before I ploughed my fist into his jaw and sent him sprawling.

He stumbled back a step, his eyes flashing. “What the fuck man. We were just dancing”

I hit him again. Harder this time because that sure as hell hadn’t been dancing He had been man handling ber.

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I was going to kill him.

Out of the corner of my eve I saw someone grab Daisys aim and drag her away. Tears were streaming down her face.

a bottle smashed over my head and I whirled around to find assholes friends surrounding us.

They were young and fit but they weren’t us. They fought in gyms with rules and shit.

They were never going to win against the Reapers. We fought to survive every day of our lives. We protected our own.

And Daisy was our own.

Screams rent the air as people darted out the way.

It was over before it had started. “Look man we don’t want any trouble.” One preppy asshole said, his lip split open and dribbling blood

down his chin thanks to a reapers fist.

I wiped my own bloody knuckles against my thigh, leaving a pale smear of red against my jeans. “Could have fooled us.”

He met my eyes for a second and then quickly looked away like a kicked dog. From the ground his friend groaned and cried. His broken

jaw swinging uselessly.

“Then your friend-” i prodded him with my boot and he scrambled away. “Should have kept his hands off my old lady.”

“She was-”

I flashed them a look and their eyes darted away again. “Sure, sorry. No harm meant. We don’t want trouble with the Lost Reapers.”

I smiled cruelly. “Then you best leave and I don’t want to see you in this area of town again.”

They rushed away. I motioned for someone to follow them and make sure the left. I didn’t want to walk out of here and straight into an

ambush. Not with the women with us.

“Home.” I ordered when he appeared a few seconds later and gave me the thumbs up. “Let’s go Daisy.” I called out.

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She said the second we stepped outside.

Sighing I turned to her. “Yeah.”

Stiffly she turned her face up to mine. “You broke his jaw.*

Again I nodded. There was no point denying it. “Sure did.”

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