Chapter 67.
Grim POV.
I clutch my hair and scream before kicking the chair across the room. My phone has been
ringing off the hook for the past few hours. There gone. All my warehouses are gone.
I listen to the news anchor as he is confirming each place that has been hit. They are calling it
a calculated attack between gangs. Well no s**t, sherlock.
I throw the remote control at the screen and the screen cracks. Who did this? Who would be
crazy enough to go after me?
“Pres, I know this is a bad time. But you need to hear this.” I look at Terror and he is not -looking happy. Well, why would he?
“What is it? Can’t you see we are in the middle of a f*****g crisis right now? It better be important.” I say before I stalk towards him while trying to compose myself. He looks worried.
“Well, spit it out!” I snap at him and he looks at me.
“Several of our men had their bikes trashed while they were on the way back from the run you
sent them on.” Just great.
“And.” I say and he sighs.
“It was Courtney. She drove her SUV through the bikes. Apparently, she even flipped them off,
telling them to suck it. It would seem she is the one behind the warehouses.” He says and I
chuckle, but it is anything but a happy chuckle.
My little dove is more unpredictable than I realised. I shouldn’t have underestimated her.
“She is playing a dangerous game.” I muse and I look at Terror and he looks worried.
“What is it?” What else could have happened.
“They escaped.” My eyes widen slightly before my left eye twitches.
“Please tell me you’re joking?” I say as I grab him by his throat and slam him into the wall.
“Pres, with all the chaos, they all escaped. I’m sorry, pres.” I growl before I punch him, knocking
him out. I stalk from the office and head to the barn at the back of the property and the door is
open and my men are dead. I get closer and groan. Empty.
Chief and his crew are gone. But how? Who f*****g helped them?
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I pull my phone out of my cut and make a call to one of my associates and give my orders, but he just laughs at me.
“Oh Grim, you are as thick as pig s**t. We aren’t going to help you. Our interests no longer align. But thank you for showing us whose partnership we are more than interested in. Word of advice, Grim. Run. Run far away. Because you have been marked. She is one clever woman. She is coming for you, Grim, and we will no longer help you. Ciao.” The line goes dead and my breathing is ragged.
That little b***h!
I dial her number and wait for it to connect. But she doesn’t answer. f**k! I turn and walk back
to the clubhouse and my members are all looking at me nervously. Even the club whores are wary. Rightly so. I’m in one hell of a s**t mood.
I pull my gun and shoot at the first person I see. My men jump and the club whores scream.
“We are moving out in the next hour. It’s time to get what is ours back and I know who stole
from me. She will f*****g pay.” I say as I walk to one of the women and grab her up by her arm.
“On your knees, slut, and do what you are supposed to do.” She unzips me with shaking hands
and I grab her hair and she looks up at me.
“Do it properly or you will end up like him. Am I clear?” I say to her and she has tears in her
eyes but nods her head anyway. She starts to suck me off in front of everyone and I don’t care.
This is how we do things.
I picture my little dove on her knees and I grip the b***h’s hair tighter and hold her head still as
I piston my hips forward. She gags and chokes, but I don’t let up.
“Take it all, bitch.” I groan out as my eyes roll, and my balls tighten and I come with a roar.
Pulling the w***e off of me, I drop her on the floor. She chokes and whimpers. I click my
fingers to another one and she moves faster than the first one. I grab her and bend her over
the nearest table and slam into her.
“What you waiting for? Get ready.” I shout out as I slam in to her over and over again. She
moans and thrusts back onto me. I smirk, grabbing her hips in a bruising hold. Picturing my
little dove again. Grabbing a handful of her hair, I pull her head back as I come inside of her.
Pulling out of her, I tuck myself away.
“Take that Plan B, or I will kill you.” I say to her and she runs and does what I ask.
I sigh before I pinch the bridge of my nose and think about what I am about to do. I am about
to go to war with Chief and I will be taking my little dove with me. I don’t care if I have to kill
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them all to get her.
I will have her and once I have her, I will have all the power that comes with her name. Then once I’m done with her, I’ll kill her. Simple as that.
Storm thinks I don’t know he betrayed me. I know he killed Michelle. She was nothing to me, just a placeholder for Katie. Chloe is still alive and Max, well, my boy, is a f*****g traitor. So he and his useless sister will die as well. I think somewhere deep down I do love my kids, but is it so hard to follow a plan? But no, my kids had to do their own s**t. Idiots. I blame Michelle.
But my little dove thinks she is so smart going after my warehouses. I am impressed by that. But she has no idea what she has just done. Such a shame that I will kill her. We could have been unstoppable together. But no matter. I only want what her name represents, and I will have it all..
I walk to my room and smirk to myself. As I pick up the picture of the woman who should have been my wife.
“Katie, if only you hadn’t run away. None of this would be happening. This is on you, my love. But no matter. Your daughter will pay the price. Right after I take everything that was once yours. May you and your cunt of a family rot in hell. All you had to do was come to me.” I say as I set the picture down on the bedside table and head to the bathroom to shower and
change.
My phone rings and I look at the number calling me. Well, well, well. This is the last person I
expected to call me.
“Sweetheart, are you ok? I heard what happened. I’m so sorry, pumpkin.” I feel sick having to keep up this charade. But whether I like it or not, Chloe is my daughter. I do feel something for
her. Just the need for power outweighs the love for her and her brother.
“DADDY, HELP ME!!! ARRRRGGGGHHHH!” my heart stops in my chest and the blood freezes in my veins.
“CHLOE, I’M COMING PUMPKIN!” I shout, not thinking as I run from the room. When I hear a
sinister laugh. I stop by the main doors of the clubhouse and my breath catches in my throat.
“Hello, Grim. Thanks for the guns, product and all the good stuff. It has been a blast. Opps
sorry that was your warehouses that mysteriously went boom!” she laughs. f**k me. She is
unhinged.
“Little dove. What have you done?” I ask, my breath coming out in pants and she continues to laugh and I feel a cold sense of dread form in the pit of my stomach.
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“Walk outside your clubhouse and see what I’ve done.” She says and I gulp, opening the
clubhouse doors and the phone nearly slips from my hand.
I look at the bodies on the ground and the figures dressed in black with their guns aimed at
- me.
“Game over Grim.” Is the last thing I hear when I’m hit and knocked out cold.
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