“He’s right,” Kace speaks up. “We put this shit on him, we need to support it.”
“Agreed,” Porter says. “We can’t expect Z to play something out without having his fucking back.”
“How do we know if Daisy is telling the truth?” Reid questions.
“I’ll handle that shit. You can all witness,” I say and stand up. “Are we still doing this shit or what?” I ask Brooks directly.
He looks around the table and nods his head. “Yeah.”
“Stop questioning my every fucking move then. It’s not gonna work like that. You put this shit on me, I’m gonna see it through my way. She’s here now and she wants to stay. If anyone has a problem with that, say it now.” No one says anything, so I nod. “Good, then you treat her like she’s my fucking old lady.”
“Fuck, alright. Let’s just get this Daisy shit handled. Anyone who gives Harper shit, will have to deal with me,” Brooks says.
“No fuck that. You’ll deal with me,” I say. “Kace, Porter, Enzo, stay close behind. Let’s prove this bitch wrong.”
I don’t wait to hear anything else, I walk out of the room. When I see Daisy, I motion for the guys to give me room to talk with her. As I approach, her face lights up. I grin and grab her hand. “I need to talk to you,” I say seductively. “Wait for me by the door to the back, I’ll be right there.”
She doesn’t even question, she rushes over, her tits on display. I walk over to the guys and dial Kace, his phone rings and he looks at it. “Listen to it all.” They agree and I walk away. I bring Daisy to one of the rooms and walk in, closing the door behind us.
“Not your regular room?” she asks.
“Not this time, sweetheart,” I say moving to her. She licks her lips and smiles. “You miss having my cock inside you?”
She pinches her hard nipples and nods. “Fuck yes, so much.”
I press myself against her and grab onto her hair. “Is that why you made up that bullshit story?”
She looks panicked and I need to relax her to get the truth. I keep one hand in her hair, but the other I move to her ass. Her thong allows me to grab onto it and pull her closer to me. “I just wanna know, sweetheart.” I let my tongue drag across her neck and she melts into me.
“I’m sorry, Z,” she whispers. “I just want you for myself.”
I pull her head back to look at me. “So you lied about Harper?”
“Yes, she never approached me, but Kingsley’s guys did.”
The moment she says it, I hang up the phone. I push her down and stand over her. “You ever try to get in the middle of shit again, and I’ll fucking kill you. Go find someone else’s dick, you’ll never see mine again. Lying cunt,” I yell.
I walk out of the room to her screaming she’s sorry, and slam the door. I meet the guys and they nod. “Heard it all, brother,” Kace says. “Enzo is talking to Brooks.”
“Good,” I say. “I’m going to get Harper.”
I go back and open the door to find Harper sitting on the small chair. “That about me?”
I laugh and pull her into my arms. “Nope. Come have a drink with me,” I say, kissing her soft lips quickly.
“I’m overdue,” she says.
I wrap my arm around her and we walk out. As we are coming down the hall, Daisy stumbles out of the other room. She stops short and looks at us. “Problem?” Harper asks.
Daisy laughs and adjusts her thong. She looks at me and grins. “Nothing that Z can’t help with,” she says.
“Daisy,” I warn. I’ve had enough of her shit. If she runs off Harper, Brooks will have my dick.
Harper steps away from me and stands in front of Daisy. “Sweetheart, he might have let his dick enter that STD trap of a pussy before, but it wasn’t you he was fucking. It might’ve been your body, but I assure you that it wasn’t your face he saw. Go find someone else, Zane is off the market.”
A grin hits my face when she says I’m off the market. I sometimes forget that Harper is more than capable of handling any situation. She’s not jealous, she’s not intimidated, she’s not scared. She stands up for herself and it’s hot.
“Sure sweetie, whatever you say,” Daisy replies. She laughs and walks away, her ass shaking.
“Ouch,” I grunt and bend at the waist.
“Really, Z? That’s the trash you’ve been fucking? Don’t think of sticking your dick in me without a condom on.” She starts walking away and mumbles, “Asshole.”
I stand straight and smile. Alright, maybe she does get jealous.
She beats me to the bar and Finn is pouring her a shot. “Make it two,” I say.
Harper looks up at me, I see the hurt in her beautiful eyes. I gently run my thumb over the small cuts and bruises left by her piece of shit father. “Sorry,” she whispers.
“You were right,” I admit. She lifts an eyebrow, curious. “All the women I’ve been with, I only saw you.”
Finn places our shots in front of us and we grab them, tossing them back. I slam my glass down, never taking my eyes off of Harper.
“I’m not easy to replace,” she says with a grin.
I laugh and pull her close to me. “Babe, you are irreplaceable.”
“How long have you guys been together?” Finn asks, watching the exchange.
“Did we invite you into this conversation, prospect?” Harper asks,
