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We sit, well Tyson sits pulling me into his lap and then men start talking.

“Tyson.” Her voice breaks our conversation.

Tyson tenses next to me,

“Fuck me, she doesn’t learn, does she?” Teo mutters behind his beer bottle, winking at me.

Is that some kind of hint that I need to show her who Tyson belongs to. Tilting my head to look at him, he dips his head ever so lightly, and I have my answer.

Sighing, I know he is right, I have seen how things work in MCs.

“Baby?” Tyson says when I shift off his lap, the lust in his eyes tells me he feels my anger and jealousy mixing, and I need to deal with it.

Turning to face the bitch, I curl my lip, the pounce.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Tyson

The bound shows me what she is feeling and like I told her it makes my dick hard.

Kristina moves off my lap, turning to face Lisa who can’t seem to fucking figure out that I do not want her. Even after warning she still comes here with my woman on my lap, using that sickly sweet voice to tempt me.

In a flash, Kristina lunges at her. Both women scream, and screech. Lisa kicks and slaps at my woman, but Kristian takes it like a champ. Pulling her hand back, she lets her fist fly connecting with the Lisa’s jaw, making her cry out in pain.

“Tyson is mine, you cunt. He is bound to me.” Kristina says between punches.

“She will kill her, stop them, Pres.” One of the club girls calls out.

Zeke scoffs. “Fuck no. Lisa and you bitches need to know your place, of not there is the door.”

“I would send her packing, Pres.” Otto says, before taking a puff of his cigar.

“She is nothing but trouble, anyway. I like easy, drama free pussy.” Milo whines before taking a large bite of his chicken drumstick.

I look back to the woman fighting on the floor, and smile. Kristina is still winning, and yeah, I let this happen, because I figured this might help her regain some of her inner strength back, plus show the club girls that she is here to stay.

“Damn, your woman is like a pro-boxer, mate.” Rupert calls out.

Pride swells in my chest, as I watch her still beating the shit out of Lisa who is just lying there, little gasps and moans slip free.

“Fucking hell, you need to warn her about the Halloween party, Ty. Woman come to fuck, on all Hallows Eve, there is always something in the air, you know that.” Teo adds.

I nodded to him, smiling, stepping towards my girl. “That is, baby. She is done.” I step over to her, pulling her off the beaten club girl.

“May this be a fucking lesson to all of you. Tyson is mine, bound to me. You touch him, that will happen to you.” Kristian snaps at the woman huddle together “Also remember this for when the other members of this club find their woman.”

“Take that back right now, Kristina. Brother talk to your woman.” Otto calls out, his voice high pitched making my woman laugh.

“Never.” Kristina replies, winking.

Otto fake gasps, hand on chest. “I thought we could be friends. Forget it now.” He shots with no heat to his words.

“Prospect take Lisa to the medical center in town.” Zeke orders, then he drops to his hunches close to Lisa. “You are done with the club, you tell anyone what happened here today and you will face the full wrath of the Reaper’s Order MC, you hear me?”

Lisa nods, crying, her face black and blue, covered in blood. Damn, my woman did a number on her. Once she is helped from the room, the music is turned back up and shots are passed around.

“Here you go, Kristina.” One of the club girls brings my woman a damp cloth.