Free Bad Boy's Baby: Wicked Angels MC by Heather West

Iron Fangs loved using their enemies’ children as bargaining chips. I prayed desperately that Phin would go his entire life without ever meeting Darius.
     
    “Jenny, I have to talk to you,” I said as I grabbed her arm and dragged her inside the library. At first, she resisted, but I was stronger.
     
    “No,” Jenny said. I could feel her pulse pounding in her body and I knew she was just as scared as I felt. She had the look of a frightened rabbit, and suddenly I was hit with the overwhelming urge to wrap my arms around her and comfort her.
     
    “Yes, Jenny,” I said in a low voice. “I know you don’t want to hear it, but it’s true.”
     
    Jenny closed her eyes and shook her head defiantly. It wasn’t a gesture I’d seen in years, and the impact of the memory was powerful.
     
    “I don’t want to listen to anything you have to say,” she said softly. The anger welled up in me and I grabbed her arm and looked into her green eyes.
    “Darius knows about you,” I said in a low voice. I figured if she wasn’t going to listen to me, I’d probably have to scare her into reacting.
    Jenny wrinkled her nose and tried to pull her arm back. It was obvious she wasn’t aware of the threat Darius posed. She giggled nervously.
    “Who’s Darius?”
     
    I licked my lips. Even though I was filled with rage, filled with anger, filled with hurt and betrayal and confusion, I couldn’t deny that being around Jenny was doing something to me. Even the most inane of her gestures drove me wild. When she looked at me with curiosity, I imagined it was because I had said something to turn her on. She was just as feisty as ever, that Jenny.
     
    “He’s a bad man, Jenny,” I told her sternly. “And if you don’t listen to me, he’s going to hurt you.”
     
    She bit her lip. “Fine,” she said softly. “Come with me.” Jenny led me to a corner of the library. The whole building was quiet, but in this corner of sunshine and dusty books, I felt like we were alone in the world. The sunlight played off of Jenny’s red hair, turning it to liquid copper whenever she stood in a patch of light. Her green eyes glinted like jewels as she focused her shrewd gaze on me. She looked as beautiful as ever, and my cock twitched in my pants thinking about what it would feel like to take her as my own, once again.
     
    “Jenny, I know you don’t want to hear this,” I said. I leaned down so close that I got a whiff of her delicious scent—fruit and musk—and I groaned inwardly. I was fucking pathetic. Here I was, a twenty-eight-year-old man, and I could barely keep it together in front of an old girlfriend. She’s not just an old girlfriend, mate , I thought grimly. She was the only woman you ever loved, and you can’t stop thinking about her. Not even for a fucking second .
     
    “I don’t,” Jenny said pertly. I saw her breath was coming fast and shallow and she kept swallowing nervously. Even though she was able to hold it together pretty well, I knew she must be feeling just as unsettled by all of this as I was. After all, it wasn’t every day that I waltzed back into her life.
     
    “But you have to listen,” I said sternly. “Darius was a friend of mine, a long time ago.” I paused. I had been just about ready to say “back when we were together,” but it didn’t seem right. I couldn’t acknowledge it, not to her face. I couldn’t let her see how much it had damaged me. “He was an old friend who turned bad when I didn’t wanna run down the same bad path,” I said. “He’s in a rival MC, and they’re into crooked shit. Guns, drugs, pussy. They do all of that, and it’s not good, Jenny.”
     
    She shrugged. “So what does he want with me?”
     
    Damn! I looked away. “He thinks you’re a hot little number and he’s thinking about making you his,” I lied. There was no way I could tell Jenny that the only reason Darius was interested in her was to hurt me. I couldn’t let her have that leverage