Woodenly, Ryan swiped at his cheeks, cold inside, thinking of his mother. What she’d endured and survived.
Unable to process anymore, Ryan focused on the two sick motherfuckers and shut off his thoughts and horror.
“Christopher’s a fucking pussy,” Sharper sneered.
“He’s a fucking piece of garbage and shouldn’t be in the club. Likeyourfilthy dogs—”
Sharper was upon Logan fast, grabbing his hair, yanking him to his feet, and slamming him to the floor.
“I’m sorry! You don’t even like them—”
“Ican hate those motherfuckers, butmycum made them.” Sharper kicked Logan’s side. “Andyou, raging prick, hate them for a completely different reason.” Bending down, he dragged Logan to his feet by his thin hair, grabbed his throat then brought him close for a deep kiss. “I fucking hate that I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you more than life, Sharper Banks!” Logan declared. “More than anything on this earth. My John. My Zoann. My Joe.”
“Fuck you. If you loved that cunt, you wouldn’t have allowed Cee Cee near her. If you loved Joe, you wouldn’t have sent him away when Kimber was about to give birth.”
“I didn’t expect her to bleed to death!”
“You started Joe’s path to fucking hell. He could never look at Snake and not blame him for killing her.” Sharper shoved him away again and Logan bounced against the bed before landing on the floor. “Then what the fuck did you do? Fucked Dinah and–”
“We both fucked her, Daddy,” Logan reminded them. “We kept her in line.”
“We should’ve killed her that night and took Meggie. Sent her to Roxy.”
“Then we wouldn’t have gotten her back,” Logan whined. “You, Cee Cee, and Joe liked that black cunt.”
“I’m sorry, but what the fuck did you just say?” Sharper squinted. “About that black cunt?”
“Nothing! I didn’t mean it. It’s just…the night I tried to fuck her, she fought me,” he breathed. “I asked Rack to help me, but…”
“He liked living.” Sharper started pacing again. “So let me get this straight. You knew I allowed her to live after I paid that crooked pastor fifty thousand dollars to fuck her and take her head? You knew I admired her beauty and her spunk? And youstilltried to hurt her?”
Sniffling, Logan hung his head.
“Neither Cee Cee or Joe would be as unhappy as I am by that news.”
“What doesshehave that my Pattie doesn’t?”
“Oh, so now that cunt’syourPattie?” Sharper smiled. “Do you know she hasn’t shed a single fucking tear for your supposed death?”
“All because ofChristopher,” Logan spat. “If only she would’ve listened to me and aborted him. She defied me at every turn!”
Pausing next to Logan, Sharper rocked on his heels, his cock semi-erect. “Meggie just turned sixteen. Cee Cee will stop paying her fee in two years. I think we should put the authentic documents back in place until then.”
“Or fill Joe with more drugs,” Logan said. “Continuously altering legal documents will catch up to you and you have too much to lose, my love.”
Sharper started pacing again. “You still want to fuck her?”
“Just to have a piece of Joe.”
“Then he has to die.”
“What? No! I’ve done everything you asked me. You promised my Joe would survive.”
“Not if we want that little blonde cunt,” Sharper snapped. “Her name’s on everything. We’ve defied Cee Cee. He ordered us to change the fucking documents and back off from her. We’re already killing Joe. The motherfucker is begging to go into rehab. If that happens, and he aligns with Cee Cee and Bash, we’re fucking dead. Do you fucking hear me, Logan? We’ll never get Christopher out. We’ll never fuck Meggie and make money off her pussy. None of it will happen. And if Joe OD’s while everything’s in her fucking name, Cee Cee will fucking kill her to get his share. Joe will be dead. He’s kept that little slut alive for Joe. Father and daughter have to die as much as Christopher, K-P, and Val.”
“What about your sons?”
