CHAOS (A Lords of Sin MC Novel) (Motorcycle Club Bad Boy Romance)

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bedrooms. A couple of the doors were open. Peering into them, I could see people were fucking on the beds. I saw Drew getting head from his wife while another guy ate her pussy. “In here,” Duke’s voice boomed.
     
    Ducking into a room I’d never been in, it was obvious that it was his office. Nude photos of women were plastered to the walls, complete with a dirty calendar hanging above his desk. Motorcycle trophies lined a shelf below the window, next to a picture of his old lady straddling his Hog, wearing next to nothing.
     
    “Have a seat,” he barked.
     
    Looking around, there was only one other seat in the room besides his. Chaos sat down and patted his leg. “Didn’t you hear the man?”
     
    Is he fucking serious? Sit on his lap right now? We’re in big fucking trouble and he wants to play games. Nice. I looked over at Duke, whose eyes were cold as stone. His shadowy gray eyes gave nothing away. Not anger, not annoyance, not anything. Before he could bellow anymore orders, I took a seat on Chaos’s lap.
     
    “You two have been causing a lot of shit here lately.” His white, braided beard distracted me, moving as he spoke. He opened a small wooden case that was sitting on top of his desk and pulled out a joint, sparking it up. “Mainly you,” he looked down his nose at me.
     
    “Me?”
     
    Chaos gripped my thigh, telling me to shut my mouth as he shook his head. Duke passed the joint over to Chaos.
     
    “Yeah, you. Look, we all know who you are and what you do. Chaos, if you’re gonna have… her… hangin’ around here, I suggest you make a decision.” What the hell is he talking about? “You’re either gonna have to claim her or let her loose. We can’t have this shit goin’ down, not with everything else. The last thing we need is beef with the Chargers. When Dalton finds out what happened tonight—and I’m sure he already knows—he’ll make Boomer pay. But what you did….we’re gonna have to account for that.”
     
    Who the fuck is Boomer? What is he talking about?
     
    “Look, prez, I know it wasn’t right. But what he was doing to Raven…that shit’s unacceptable. You don’t try to rape no one’s girl, especially when all three MCs are here representin’.”
     
    His girl?
     
    “Duke, I didn’t mean to start any trouble. I was only trying to go to the bathroom when that asshole tried to make a pass at me. He obviously doesn’t know what no means.”
     
    “You kids go on back out to the party, and keep your noses clean. I’ll meet up with Dalton and we’ll discuss what happened tonight after everyone’s sobered up. Chaos, I’ll talk to you later,” his eyes fixated on me, “in private.”
     
    Instead of going back out to the party, I decided to go home. It had been a long night and I had to get up for work in the morning. Glancing down at my phone, I didn’t realize that it was already 2 AM. Chaos walked me out to my car and kissed me goodnight.
     
     

Chapter 6: Chaos
     
    I’d been through a lot of chicks in my day, but Raven, she was doing something to me. She’d always been a good fuck, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her. When I saw Boomer trying to get in her pants, I fucking snapped. Every ounce of testosterone in my body wanted to kill the bastard. The way she was squirming as he choked her made me fucking livid. I couldn’t think straight when I saw him straddling her, his fingers in her panties and his hand wrapped around her mouth so she couldn’t scream. All I could see was fucking red.
     
    Besides bedding her, we had a history together and hell, maybe even a future. Never once in my life had I considered someone being my old lady, but if I did, it would be her. Raven had charisma, beauty, brains and real fuckin’ tits. Not those fake, bubbly implants that looked like they were gonna pop off a chick’s chest, but real fucking tits that bounced and had give in them. You could squeeze ‘em, bite ‘em and pull on ‘em without

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