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“You tried to. You were gonna until I told you about my miscarriage. You were so stinking drunk. Paisley spread the lie, not me.”

“There you go again. You blame everyone but yourself. Nothing’s ever your fault. You’re nothing but a whore. You think Kingpin is going to leave his woman for you?”

Kingpin broke out of Villain’s hold and struck Hallow before the Sergeant of Arms could catch him.

The bikers held Hallow. He couldn’t fight back. “Let him fight me,” he said, his face bleeding.

Kingpin stepped back on his own, back into Villain’s hold. The men muttered, debating letting them fight it out. The winner would get me, someone said.

Hallow replied, “I don’t want her. I just want Kingpin gone.”

I had to say something. Even though labor pains came one after another. Not only pain, but my vision also blurred. I saw spots. My head pounded, scaring me.

“Everything Kingpin said is true. Yeah, I started it. I left Hallow on our wedding day. I had my reasons. They’re personal. Kingpin spoke to him for me. But Hallow wouldn’t make amends afterwards. I wouldn’t either for a time. Because I was mighty irate that Hallow had even threatened to violate me. But I begged him back even after he’d been dicking every woman in this club. He wouldn’t have me. I’ve put the timing all together in my head, so I know that was all before Kingpin whipped him and told Hallow he raped me. Kingpin had been under the wrong impression too. Nothing happened between Kingpin and I until we were both hurting. It wasn’t right. But,” I said.

A pain struck. I couldn’t say anything else.

Pagan declared, “I think that settles it.”

Hallow was surprised. They let go of Kingpin.

Our President said, “Brothers, by a show of hands who wants me to step down because I fucked Eve when Hallow was fucking every one of our whores?”

No one raised their hand. In fact, they hurried to tuck them away.

Kingpin called out Thorn. “What do you think?”

“No. Prez. This is a matter of restitution, is all.”

“Agreed. Hallow will get his coin. But if he wants blood, he’ll have to take it. Who wants me to kick Hallow’s ass?”

All the men raised their hands. They let go of Hallow. The men circled each other.

This was so unnecessary. In pain, I prepared myself to watch two grown men duke it out.

Cousin ran in, hollering, “We’ve been cleaned out. The Vault. There’s nothing in it.”

Everyone froze.

“Are you sure?” Pagan asked, in disbelief.

“I’ve checked all over the office. Shit’s everywhere.”

Chaos ensued as the men leapt into action. The bikers all drew their weapons and dispersed, searching for the enemy.

An unbearable pain hit me. I slipped onto the floor.

“Fuck, Eve’s going to have her baby right here in the god damn floor,” Riff announced.

Over me, Kingpin yelled, “Fetch Mary and Jassica. Call a fucking ambulance.”

Chapter 27

Sky

On Halloween night, Kingpin told me he made mistakes. And he made me promises. We rekindled our romance. However, I didn't know if I could ever forgive him. And even after a month of marital bliss. I hadn't forgiven him. I’d suffered too much at the hands of his old whore Junebug. Yes. I heard Memphis shot her dead. But still. Her death couldn’t erase my misery. And even as twins grew in me, I knew, I was dead inside. Slowly, my gratitude for my life being spared turned sour. The high of surviving wore off. I lost all flavor for life.

Kingpin and I put on a good show for everybody. But behind closed doors things were tense. He walked on pins and needles because any minute I could explode in anger. A nuclear melt down, was what I heard him call it one day. He couldn't do enough to make me happy. He tried, but it was never good enough. He couldn't go back in time.

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