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At fucking all.

Not unless I was in that bedroom.

Therefore, after I made sure my daughter was okay, I tucked her back into bed, turned her little music box on, closed the door, and stalked to my bedroom.

They were still going at it.

Nothing would have surprised me at this point. Absolutely nothing.

Which was why, for the life of me, it didn’t bother me seeing my own flesh and blood, my uncle not by blood, pounding into my wife.

I stood there, and when he hit a particular spot in her overused cunt, I started clapping.

But I stopped clapping when that mother fucker looked over his shoulder, smiled at me, and said, “Now that I’ve fucked your wife. When your daughter is old enough, I’ll be railing inside of her. It’s the least that you owe me. Their money should have been mine.”

I didn’t recall pulling my piece out.

I didn’t recall putting the silencer on.

I only recalled not wanting to wake my daughter.

I didn’t recall the way his brains splattered all over the wall.

I didn’t recall my bitch of a wife screaming.

No, the only thing I recalled was telling her to get the fuck out of my sight and to stay gone.

My brothers showed up: Stoney, Priest, Ox, Whit, and Trigger.

They helped me clean the bedroom and got rid of the evidence and her shit.

And that night, I slept like a fucking baby.

Everything was going to shit.

See, when Priest had come to me a few months ago, it was to tell me that he found some shit out about his wife, Trudy.

I would get to that when I spoke to Chloe.

Because if I thought about it now, I was liable to find a woman who didn’t mind beating the shit out of another woman and letting her go to town on that bitch.

Now, I needed Chloe.

I needed to talk to her.

I needed to get some of this shit off my chest.

I only hoped like fuck she still felt that she wanted to be my quiet place in a crazy storm.

And it was also time for me to explain everything else to her.

The love of my life, the other part of my soul. And hope like fuck she forgave me.

But I wasn’t so sure she would.

I knew about her beliefs.

It turned her stomach for a person not to be faithful to their partner.