Page 102 of Dangerous Attraction

"Leave, and don't even think about coming back," I spit as I stand to my full height again, pinning him under my gaze.

After a few moments, he finally turns around and hobbles back up the long road.

I continue watching him, waiting until he's out of sight before I walk back to the clubhouse.

Milo's waiting for me on the porch, brows raised.

"Fucking idiot," I grumble as I brush past him and walk through the double doors, only to find Trix exactly where I left her, concern etched onto her face.

Pushing away from Luxe, she strides toward me, her hands reaching for my arms and squeezing them gently.

"Is everything okay?"

Cupping her jaw, I nod.

"All good. Your father just paid us a visit."

Her eyes go wide, and I quickly wrap an arm around her shoulders, pulling her into my chest.

"It's okay. I handled it," I tell her. "He won't be a problem anymore."

I wish my words were true, but I have a feeling this won't be the last we've seen of him.

Kissing the top of her head, I unwrap my arms from around her.

"I need to go talk to Prez for a minute, but stay down here so I can say goodbye before we leave, okay?"

She nods, a sad smile on her face.

"Okay."

Glancing over my shoulder, I motion for Milo to follow, then trudge upstairs, my head hanging low.

Warren is sitting on the sofa in the living room, legs on the table, arms stretched behind his head, and eyes shut. I'd be convinced he was asleep if he didn't peek at us when we entered the room.

"Trouble seems to follow you boys around," he mutters when we pass him.

Ignoring his statement, I walk to the end of the narrow hallway, rapping my knuckles against Callux's bedroom door.

He opens it a moment later, sighing when he sees my face.

Wordlessly, he steps out of the room, and we all file into the meeting room.

Milo closes the door behind us, but it opens again, and Warren strolls in.

"Sorry, I didn't want to miss out on the drama."

Callux glares at his best friend, then his eyes swing back to mine.

"What's happened now, Reeve?" he asks, leaning on the table.

Scratching at my beard, I huff and shake my head.

"Trix's dad is claiming he has video evidence of me and Milo killing Reggie Connell. He came here asking for money in return for him deleting the evidence."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Milo shouts, kicking at a chair.

"I have no idea if it's the truth," I continue, eyes darting between Callux and War. "For all I know, it could be bullshit. However, I do suspect he was there that night. He mentioned hiding in the office and said he watched Reggie's face drop when I called his name."