Flick Read online Bella Jewel (King’s Descendants MC #2)

Categories Genre: Biker, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: King's Descendants MC Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
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“You’re overreacting.”

I’m grumpy, no fucking doubt about it. I’m tired and I’ve had about enough of people at this point, I don’t need my girl, who is currently not speaking to me, making things worse by bringing up old flames.

“You know I’ve fucked a lot of women, you also know I don’t like talkin’ about it. You know I’m faithful and if you want to live in the past, that’s on you.”

She glares at me and shakes her head. “You know, a little compassion would go a long god damned way right now.”

“Compassion?” I bark at her. “You haven’t given me the time of fuckin’ day to explain a single fuckin’ thing. Now you want fuckin’ compassion?”

Her face hardens. “I knew I shouldn’t have come here.”

“No, you’re right, you shouldn’t have. I don’t need this shit right now.”

She shakes her head and growls, “Fine, then I’ll leave you to it.”

She turns and storms out.

I slam my fist into the wall with a loud bellow.

Fuck this.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck!

13

BRIELLA

After leaving the clubhouse hearing Alarick’s angry bellow, and his fist slamming into the wall, I get in my car and drive. I drive so quickly, hoping that Mykel, who brought me here, won’t get a chance to follow me. No doubt he thinks I’m in talking to Alarick, and I’m hoping I got out quickly enough that he won’t be able to catch up with me even if he does realize I’m gone.

I know what I’m doing is stupid, but my head is spinning, and I feel like I’m going to fucking drown.

I’m done doing the right thing.

Fucking done.

Hearing Maggie go on about how many times she had been with Alarick felt like a knife to the stomach. I get it, we’ve all got a past but right now, in the state I’m in, hearing that made things so much worse for me. I’m sick and tired of feeling the way I’m feeling. I want this to be over, I just don’t know how to finish it.

I drive for a while, through the streets, up and down the roads, just letting my mind run away with me. My phone rings a lot, Alarick mostly, Mykel some. I know they’ve figured out I’m gone, and I know they’re angry, but right now I just don’t fucking care.

I pass the main street and slow down when I see Bennett’s car parked down the side of a building. I stop my car and get out, glancing around before heading toward where his car is parked. I’m curious to see where he is and what he’s doing. I’m in town, so it’s not like he can abduct me or anything, right?

His car is incredibly obvious. It’s not a cop car, because he only drives that when he’s at work and obviously right now he’s not at work. The car he drives during his down days is a bright blue, loud, sleek looking thing. I have no idea what brand it is, I just know it sticks out like a sore thumb.

I tip toe down the side street and glance at his car.

Curiosity gets the better of me, and I test the doors.

It’s open.

Grinning, I glance around again before climbing into it and gently closing the door. I keep a look out the entire time, but I quickly open his glove compartment and start frantically shuffling through his letters, trying to figure out if there’s anything at all in here I can use. Information. Anything. There isn’t much to go on, but I keep flicking through them anyway.

When I turn again, I see Bennett walking down the side alley straight toward the car. Freaking out, and knowing I can’t climb out, I shove the glove compartment closed. With a pounding heart and shaking hands, I make a rash decision. I slide quickly into the back and tuck myself behind his seat, praying he doesn’t open the back door. I reach for my phone, exhaling when I realize I’ve got it, and quickly turn it on silent just as the car door opens and Bennett slides in the front seat.

Oh, god.

This was a bad fucking idea.

What was I thinking?

I can’t do anything now that’s not going to risk my life, so I stay quiet as he reverses out and then speeds off down the road.

He drives, and he drives.

My whole body aches.

I know my phone will be ringing off the hook right now.

I try not to move, not to breathe, not to do a single thing to make him look back. I’m lucky I’m small enough to fit well behind his seat, and he’s got a few things in the back that sort of slide around and cover me even more, which I’m grateful for.

After what seems like hours, he finally comes to a stop.

My legs are aching, my whole body is stiff, and once he’s out of the car, I exhale just slightly and move. Just enough to peer out the window.



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