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Then he had the nerve to open his mouth and ask me not to leave him over this.

And let’s just say I laid into his ass verbally.

The brothers actually all backed out of the room and made sure no one entered it. Not even the staff.

I heard Nuke say, “Don’t think he wants an audience while his woman reems his ass for being fuckin’ stupid.”

Epilogue

Ophelia – 2024

“I know I don’t have to warn you,” Saint said as he got in Kettle’s face.

Kettle shook his head, “Rather bleed out to death in the shittest alley in New York City than ever allow any harm to come to her.”

Saint stood there for a moment, his face hard as granite, then said, “Good. Cause if anything happens to her, I’ll see that you do.”

And with that, he stepped back and headed over to me.

I was looking at Kettle, who let out a breath, and mouthed, “How the fuck do you do it? He scares me.”

I giggled, then watched as Saint stopped, took in where I was looking, and then he shook his head and kept walking to me.

“Peaches, let’s go, hop on.” I heard Kettle say and knew that he had Soraya.

Yes, I had a bond with my daughter, a bond that would never be broken.

Nor would the bond she had with Saint.

Nor... the bond she had with one of the quietest brothers the MC had.

But not when it came to Soraya.

“I’m coming, Kettle. Keep your pants on.” She told him.

“I wouldn’t mind if he took them off,” Trini, one of the new club girls who had been trying to get in Kettle’s bed, said under her breath.

But it wasn’t quite enough because we all heard her.

“Have some class. This is a family event,” I snapped.

Saint chuckled when he got to me.

Nuke shook his head, “Why the fuck are you even here? Club girls were told to stay the fuck gone.”

“I’m riding with Duckie,” she said with a smile.

“Uh, Pres. You said I could invite someone,” Duckie had the poor brain cells that the man above had.

Saint lowered his head and whispered, “He ain’t becomin’ a brother.”

I winked. Cause he was right.

“Not on your life,” Kettle said.

Then Nuke sighed.

The past twenty years, holy hell, how in the world has it been that long ago when I walked into a store and met the man who is the owner of the other part of my soul?