Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4)(61)

“What?” I bark, my heart hurting, my balls sore and my head spinning. I didn’t want Dani to find out like this. I needed time to break this to her. Fuck.

“She might have a point,” he said sitting in a chair and looking at me with a look of blame, which pisses me off.

“You telling me if this was Nikki, you wouldn’t have done the same?”

“I don’t know, what I do know is I would have talked to my woman about it.”

“Dani doesn’t act rational, if I’d told her, she would have made me promise not to.”

“That seemed to work out well for her the last time.”

“Fuck you, motherf*cker. I know you, you would have done the exact same thing that I did. Now quit acting like you know every f*cking thing and tell me what the hell I need to know. I need that info, then I need to go get my woman and calm her ass down, all because you couldn’t shut the f*ck up and let me get my dick sucked,” I’m pissed. I’m more than pissed, but even though I’m directing the anger at Freak, it’s me I’m pissed at. I should have thought this through more. Dani trusted me and this had to gut her. I should have handled this shit better.

“How the f*ck was I to know you were in here getting your Johnson sucked. Fuck, how was I to even know she was the bitch this was about. You just said it was personal. I did this as a favor for your f*cking ass.”

He’s right and I should man up. I’m not about to though, too much shit to deal with right now and Freak is at the bottom of that list.

“Tell me what I need to know,” I growl, sitting on the bed and rubbing my poor, abused balls. I’m going to make Dani kiss them better. Well, after her ass calms down. Right now I’m not letting her anywhere near them.

“It’s not good, man. Your Michael is Michael Kavanagh.”

“So?” I ask, totally clueless.

“The shipping god? Tycoon? High rolling mofo who has the U.S. exporting and importing wrapped up?”

Fuck.

“So, what’s his connection with Dani?” I ask, needing to know.

“No, idea. He was married to a Melinda Marinetti, sole heir to the Marinetti dynasty. Reports say that Melinda was hounded by mental breakdowns and it was a rocky marriage. She died in a house fire five years ago. Police believe it was suicide.”

“So where does Dani come in the picture?”

“No idea, unless she was this man’s mistress or something. Rumors are he has a lot of those.”

That doesn’t ring true with the story that Dani was telling me. I’m going to have to talk to her and hopefully after I calm her down, she will see this is really the best way to deal with the situation.

“Re-print that shit off. I’ll drop by and get it after I see to my woman.”

“Does Dragon know you’ve claimed her?”

“No, but he will,” Dani just needs to get it in her head first.”

“Don’t put it off too long.”

I nod, because he’s right. I should confess everything to Drag and come clean. I can’t yet though. Especially since Dani may never want to speak to me again.

“First, I need to calm down my woman,” I answer honestly.

“Good luck with that.”

“I’m going to need it,” I tell him leaving the room, and preparing for war. A war I will win, because Dani is not getting away from me.





Chapter 29




Dani


I have so many emotions running through me at once, I don’t know what they are. Mad, hurt, anger, and betrayal all top the list. You could take your pick really. I couldn’t go back to the club yesterday, not after learning what Zander did. I needed time away to think. Trouble is I feel like the walls are closing in on me. It might be possible that Michael doesn’t know someone is running a check on him or gathering information. Possible, but not very damned likely. Which means, Michael will be checking out the Savage Brothers MC, he’ll be checking out Dragon. He’ll find out that Dragon is marrying Nicole…and from the name Nicole everything else will click into place. It’s not a matter of if it will happen, it’s a matter of when. So I need to plan.

When the f*ck did Freak start running Zander’s information requests? Was it after my big mouth gave Zander details? Or hell, even before that? How long of a head start do I have on Michael?

I spent last night in a small mom and pop motel three counties over. I knew if I stayed anywhere in London, or even in Skull’s territory that Zander would find me. I can’t handle that—not right now. I need some time. Zander is so convinced he can handle Michael, maybe he can? I don’t know. Maybe I am short changing my man. What I do know is that I have seen up close and personal what happens when Michael is unhappy. If anything happened to Zander, Nicole, Ray or Paul, I wouldn’t be able to go on. The risk is too great. I have to protect them. I need to contact Ray, because I’m going to need new papers sent to me. I’ll have to strike out on my own. There will be no safety net and I’ll be on my own this time. Nicole has a life. I’m not sure how I’ll cope not being a part of her life. I’ll miss the birth of her baby. I’ll miss so much. The thought hurts me, but I tap it down. My life has never been about getting what I want. I shouldn’t have allowed myself to forget that.