Pussy was waiting for any reason to take this f**ker out. He was tired of being ordered around and f**ked over. This man had hurt Sasha. He’d blinded her, used her, and now it was time for him to pay the price.
“I don’t give a f**k. Give me back my daughter now,” Kenneth said.
“Your daughter is unharmed, but my wife isn’t.” Devil stepped right up to the man. He was a good foot taller than Kenneth and wider.
Pussy saw a flash of fear in Kenneth’s eyes, but he didn’t back down.
“Give me back my daughter.”
“I want an apology for my wife.” Devil spat the words at the other man. “Now.”
“I’m not apologizing to your wife.”
The moment was interrupted as another car pulled up outside of the clubhouse. Pussy saw Frederick Gonzalez get out of the back along with Ronald and Homer, his two cronies. One of them had killed Ashley. In his mind, he saw her severed head.
“Devil, I’d back down if I was you.”
Frederick approached, buttoning up his jacket. He gave off the air of being in control.
These f**kers are going to die.
“He hurt my woman.”
“She’s not dead, is she?” Frederick asked. Devil gritted his teeth but remained silent. “Excellent. Then you don’t touch Kenneth. He’s a friend of mine, and I don’t let my friends get hurt.”
“Ashley was your friend,” Pussy said, tensing ready to fight.
“No, Ashley was a woman given to me to f**k. She passed her sell by date.”
“You f**ker,” Mia said, yelling. None of them had seen the women come out. Mia rushed past them all before they had time to react. She landed a blow to Frederick’s chest. Curse tugged her off. “You evil f**king bastard. She didn’t deserve to die. Ashley was a sweet woman. You’re a f**king monster who deserves to die.” She fought Curse to try to get to Gonzalez. Her sobs could be heard throughout the clubhouse.
What were they doing working for this f**ker?
“I’ll take care of it,” Curse said. He was whispering to his woman over and over. Lexie joined her man, glaring at Kenneth.
“I’m fine, baby,” she said.
Blood was dripping from a cut on the side of her head, an instant bruise forming.
“I suggest you keep your women in check, Devil. They’re getting a little too feisty for my liking.” Frederick ran a hand down his creased suit. “I didn’t kill her. I’ve got people to do it.”
Pussy saw the smirk on Homer’s face. He tensed up and charged at the other man. Tackling him to the ground, he slammed Homer’s head against the tarmac. “You f**king killed her?”
He didn’t give Homer chance to say anything as he perched over him, landing blow after blow against the man.
Devil grabbed his arm and tugged him off the man. “Back away.”
“He killed f**king Ashley.” He needed to avenge his friend. Ashley had been his best friend. He saw her smiling in his mind. They’d taken that away from her, and Pussy was never going to get that back.
“Sasha is out in the open. I need you to hold your shit together,” Devil said.
“I’ll hold my shit together as long as I can. You’ve got to promise me, we’re going to take these f**kers out.”
Devil nodded.
Stepping back, he joined the rest of his brothers in staring at Frederick.
“Now, I’m just disappointed,” Frederick said. “We’re all friends, and yet you’re attacking my friends.”
“You killed one of ours. You owe us,” Mia said, speaking up.
No one stopped her. She was right in what she said.
Glancing behind him, he saw Sasha standing alone. Reaching out, he grasped her hand and tugged her closer to him. She didn’t fight him.
“Sasha,” Kenneth said.
She tensed in Pussy’s arms. There was no chance of him letting her go back to that evil f**ker. It wasn’t happening. He watched with satisfaction as Homer had to be helped up onto his feet. At least he’d gotten in some good punches before it was taken away from him.
“You don’t get to talk to her.”
“Sasha, honey,” her mother said.
Her mother had climbed out of the car and come to join them. Pussy noticed the anger in Kenneth’s face. Yeah, he couldn’t let either woman go back with this f**ker. There were plans brewing inside him, and Pussy knew they weren’t good plans.
“Mom, what are you doing here?” Sasha wrapped her arms around his body, holding onto him.
“You need to come home, sweetie. Your father and I are very worried.”
Sasha shook her head. “No, I’m here with Pussy. He’s asked me to marry him, and I’ve said yes.”
That’s right, f**ker, she’s mine.
“No, I don’t accept this. He’s coerced her into accepting,” Kenneth said. “She can’t get married without our permission.”
“I’m over eighteen, and you’re not my father. My father died a long time ago, and he’d be happy with my decision.” She snuggled in against him. “I don’t want to leave.”
“You’re not going anywhere.” Pussy kissed the top her head. “Tell your mother you want her here with you.” He whispered the words so no one else would hear. “You’ve got to trust me. He’s going to hurt her otherwise and use her to get what he wants.”
“Mom, will you stay with me tonight? Please, I’d like for us to catch up and have some girly fun.”
He watched her mother sigh. “Of course, honey. I’ll stay.” She crossed from their side onto his. Her mother was protected now. Glaring at Kenneth, Pussy made sure the other man knew who had won this time.
“You can’t do this, Penny. You don’t need to stay with her.”
“She’s my daughter, Kenneth. I’ll talk to you later, and I’m going to make sure she’s okay,” Penny said.
“I’m afraid, Kenneth, you’re going to have to deal with her decision. I’m sure she’ll come to her senses soon enough,” Frederick said. “As always, Devil, it was a pleasure doing business with you.”
“Not so f**king fast,” Devil said.
Pussy watched as Devil swung back and slammed his fist against Kenneth’s face hard, knocking the uptight ass**le on his butt. “That’s for hurting my wife. I suggest you afford a guard. When I see you next, I’m going to f**king kill you.” Devil picked up Lexie and walked back into the building.