Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4)(54)

“I…you…why didn’t you tell me this? Zander, you can’t find Michael.”

“I f*cking will. Mark that down, Hellcat. I will find him and drag his ass to Kentucky,” I tell her completely serious.

She jumps out of bed, and the fear coming from her is so large you can almost smell it in the room. She goes to her closet, pulls out a pair of jeans and begins putting them on.

“What the f*ck are you doing? Do you know what time it is? Get back in this bed, Dani.”

“I can’t believe you. I let you in. I trusted you and you go behind my back and do this? Do you have any idea what would happen if Michael knew where I was? I barely got away last time! Are you trying to get me killed? To get Nicole killed? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

“Fuck no I don’t, because you won’t tell me shit! So tell me so I can end this sorry son of a bitch once and for all and stop my woman living in fear all the time!”

She yanks my shirt off and throws it at me, slides on a blue t-shirt of hers, and then finishes turning, staring at me. Her face is a combination of fear, anger and…f*ck I’ve seen that face. I know that face. She’s going to run. Just like Melly, she’ll run and I won’t be able to save her. Only this time it will destroy me. I loved Mel, I did in a sweet and young love kind of way. We would have been happy, but Dani…f*ck she owns me.

“I told you shit. I told you it didn’t matter. I told you I got away and asked you to leave it alone. You told me you would. You lied, Zander! I trusted you. I gave myself to you! You’re the first man I’ve ever willingly given myself to and you lied! You have no idea…none. My God! If Michael knows someone is searching for him, it’s just a matter of time. You’ll have killed the only people in the world I care about.”

“Damn it, stop being a drama queen! He’s one f*cking man! I got this shit. You just need to trust me.”

“Drama queen? That man you’re trying to bring back to Kentucky, bring back to me is evil.”

“I can be too, especially when a son of a bitch is messing with someone I love!”

She stops and I think, finally. Finally I’ve gotten through to her.

“What you’ve done could kill the only people I’ve ever loved. Nicole and Ray are all I have in the world. You could have killed them. Hell what you did still might.”

Her words slice me open in a way no blade ever could.

“You have me, damn it!”

She looks at me with tears pouring down her face.

“I don’t want you.”

“What the hell, damn it, Dani!”

“Get out!”

“I’m not going…”

“Get the f*ck out. I wanted to find out about sex. I wanted no strings. I wanted your dick—not you! That’s why I kept us a secret! I thought we were just having fun. This is not fun anymore. I don’t want you in my life. Get the f*ck out!”

I thought we were just having fun. I wanted your dick—not you…

Well hell, I don’t need a brick house to fall on me. Or shit maybe I did, because it sure feels like something has slammed on my chest and is not allowing me to breathe. I leave with a slam of the door. Fuck this, ain’t no * worth this shit.





Chapter 25




Dani


It’s just been a few days and I ache for him. I crave him. I’m on day three of hell. Living here at the club and seeing Zander every day, but not talking to him, not touching him or even having his smile when we pass, is destroying me. I regretted the shit I said to him the minute I did it. I just couldn’t stop. The thought that Zander was out there trying to find Michael, chills me to the bone. If Michael knew where I was, he wouldn’t rest until he killed Zander. He wouldn’t stand for any man touching what he deemed his property. Hell he killed the gardener for just smiling at me once. He bragged for a week on how he made it appear the man had accidentally locked himself in the greenhouse and the propane heater had a malfunction causing carbon monoxide to build up. He would torture Zander just to get to me, because he would know it would hurt me.

Zander thinks he and the club can handle Michael. He has no idea how powerful Michael is. He doesn’t know who Michael has in his back pocket or the shit he has on government officials that assure he’s not going to get caught. He thinks Michael is a f*ck-up who gets his rocks off on beating women. If he knew the truth? There would be no controlling Zander on avenging me. Or even worse Michael would do just like he had done with the doctors and the police. He would tell Zander about my hospital stay in Rose Hill and convince him I was insane. He would convince Zander that he was the wronged husband trying to heal the crazy woman. I’ve seen him do it over and over. I couldn’t handle that look in Zander’s eyes. It would destroy me.

Michael can’t be stopped. The fact that he had me admitted into a psychiatric facility so easily, just because I refused to marry him, showed me that. It made me fall in line—well, after being locked up for a month. Had I known the brutal hell that awaited me on the outside, I would have gladly spent the rest of my days behind the gray walls and steel bars of Rose Hill. Besides, everything that Michael has gotten away with since then, shows me he’s invincible. From the murders, to the cops in his back pocket, to the doctors who sided with him along with the lawyers and court judges—with all those on his side, there’s nothing Zander could do to Michael. Trying would either put him behind bars like Dancer, or get him killed. I can’t risk either. I love him.