Rough Justice (Sinner's Tribe Motorcycle Club #1)(87)

Although her cheek throbbed and her vision was hazy, she met his gaze, staring into his cold, black eyes. “You can’t seriously think Viper will let you get away with this.”

Bunny tilted his head to the side. “Viper? I’m not afraid of Viper. But why would he care about a piece of trash like you?” He twisted his hand through her hair and yanked her head back.

She drew in a shuddering breath. Bunny didn’t recognize her. And how could he, with her face swollen and bruised? And if neither Jeff nor Axle hadn’t told him who she was …

“You don’t recognize me, Bunny? After I whipped your boy’s ass at pool? And I thought we had a deal. I won. Jeff’s debt was wiped out. Although now I’m thinking you should break his legs like you said you were going to do, because he’s no brother of mine.”

Bunny stiffened and shoved her back. “Jesus Christ. You’re Jagger’s girl.” He pushed himself to his feet and glared at Jeff, his face a mask of fury. “You brought me Jagger’s girl? Your f*cking sister? I knew you weren’t right in the head, but that’s f*cking twisted. You’re selling your sister for eighty grand and a kilo of meth?”

“You want her or not?” Jeff said, his tone flat. And just like that, she knew she was alone. His voice was devoid of everything that had made him her little brother: compassion, emotion, warmth … love.

Bunny grabbed Jeff’s shirt and shoved him against the wall. “She’s Jagger’s girl. You got that?”

“What the f*ck are you talking about? “Jeff shouted. “Jagger claimed her as a blood price for the shit that went down at his clubhouse. He’s gonna kill her, not f*ck her. I’m saving her life, bringing her to you.”

“That’s not what I saw.” Bunny thudded him against the wall again. “She came here for you and he came looking for her. Brought his boys with him. But did he drag her outta here? No f*cking way. He was all over her. And I mean all over. I thought they were gonna go at it right on my damn pool table. I got it all on tape. When I say she’s his girl, I don’t mean she was gonna blow him for the night, or she was being forced into it. I mean. She. Is. His. Girl.”

Jeff’s eyes narrowed and he glared at Arianne. “No f*cking way.”

“Yes f*cking way.” Bunny grabbed the neck of his T-shirt and tugged it down. “And just so I got the message, Jagger had his boys beat the f*cking crap outta me and my crew. Two of them are still in the hospital. They broke a couple of my ribs and they did this.”

Arianne couldn’t see what he showed Jeff on his neck, but she could guess.

“I thought I’d f*cking bleed out on the street,” Bunny spat, his voice thick with venom. “If Peter hadn’t found me and called an ambulance, I woulda died in the alley. Gonna have a scar across my neck for the rest of my life. And all so I wouldn’t forget she was his girl.”

Jeff’s lips curled in disgust. “You sold out, Ari? You’re sleeping with the f*cking enemy? You betrayed our club? Our family?”

Blood roared through her ears drowing out every sound except the thunder of her own rage. “Seriously? How can you accuse me of betraying our family when you’re trying to sell me to pay a debt to Axle and buy yourself drugs? You don’t understand what family means.”

“You don’t understand.” Jeff’s voice rose to a shout and he shoved Bunny to the side. “You never did. Little Miss Perfect. Viper’s f*cking pet.”

Pet? He was delusional.

“You two shut the f*ck up.” Bunny’s mouth thinned in a stubborn line. “I’m not interested in getting involved in a family feud. I’m also not interested in anything to do with Jagger’s girl. I want her outta here. Now.”

A spasm of irritation crossed Axle’s face. “Christ. It’s not like he’s ever going to find out. And I want this, too. I want her gone. I want her to suffer. I want her to pay for getting me kicked out of the club. This is the perfect solution.”

“Yeah, if I’m tired of living.” Sarcasm laced Bunny’s tone.

Jeff gave a disdainful sniff. “If you aren’t afraid of Viper, why the f*ck are you afraid of Jagger?”

“If you gotta ask that question, then you don’t know nothin’ about business,” Bunny said. “I got such powerful backers, I’m not afraid of any local MC. I coulda had them wipe out Jagger’s MC in one night as payback for what he did. But I’m not stupid. Lotta bikers in Montana who look up to Jagger and they give me good business. I don’t want to damage my reputation. He made it clear that this is his woman. I respect that. And no way will I touch her.”

Arianne swallowed past the lump in her throat. She’d seen how Jagger reacted when she’d told him she was leaving, felt his anger. And she’d seen his rage when Axle threatened her, watched him let that anger loose. Bunny knew as well as she did that if anything happened to her, he would pay with his life. Which gave her no small amount of power, and she knew exactly how she was going to use it.

“He almost had me killed as a warning.” Bunny continued to rant. “What do you think he would do if he found out I had his girl down here? It won’t just be bad for business, it’ll be bad for my health. He’ll go after my boy, my family … Hell, if he finds out you were the one who made her face look like that, your life won’t be worth living. Now, get her—”