The Sin & The Sinner

Chapter Four

Marcus Clubs (23 year old) POV

"Oh no. Sorry buddy i don't do that shit. Oh and get your hand off me." She pulls her hand out of my grasp and storms off.

My eyes follow her as she walked to the bar. What the hell just happened?! She just left. No women ever leaves me, i storm off not them. Jesus i sound like toddler. I swear i'm not but like this is the first time something like this has happened. Ever since i was young i had girls wanting to be with me, i never fully understood it back then but when i got older and took over for the Diamonds i understood, and i used it to my advantage.

I heard Jason snicker and i turned to face him. The bitch was smiling, smiling at what happened to me. Jesus christ if i didn't need this agreement i would punch the guy in the jaw. I narrow my eyes at him and he lost his playfulness and he glares at me. He moves to take a step towards me, getting ready to do god knows what, but honestly i had enough shit to deal with i'm not doing this.

I scoffed and headed towards the poker table, where the boys are waiting for me and downed the rest of my whiskey. The boys could wait a few minutes. I turned around to get ready to head over to the bar to talk to Isabella but when i turn around i see Jason already there. I ball my fists, that asshole.

Never mind, i'm going to sit down and play the stupid game and forget all about her and her stupid words and actions. I picked up my cards fully ready to play the rest of my game but my eyes kept drifting to the bar. Eventually i let my eyes just drift to her, and i see her arguing with Jason.

How on earth does she know Jason? From what i know about Jason, he grew up in Ireland but he grew up in New Zealand, but then moved back to Ireland a few years ago, after his father died, i believe. I know that since he took over i have had more paper work and dead men than ever. I know that i need Jason to sign that piece of paper. I know i need to keep my cool.

But now there is another factor. Her. How did she think that she could talk to me like that?! I am the leader of the Black Diamonds, I have killed and tortured. I am ruthless yet she seems so unafraid and unaffected by me.

"Erh boss it's your turn." One of the men around the table said getting my attention and turning them to my cards. What are we even playing? God i've been so distracted. Fuck! I have shit cards for whatever game we are playing. I'm leaving, man i need a drink.

"I'm out." I put my cards down and tap my knuckles on the table and headed towards the bar, where Jason and Isabella were arguing in hashed tones. This has got to be good.

I'm now close enough to hear some of the words said, and neither of them had notice me yet so i took advantage of my position. I don't know who this girl is but i'm going to find out, and i need some leverage on the leader of the Irish gang.

"Don't you dare Jason, you sent me away but don't you dare think that you made this. You may have saved me from drowning in that house but I SAVE MYSELF! I built this casino i built a life for myself, without your help. Sure you gave me a plane ticket but i paid you back, in less than a year." She is pointing her finger at him, she turns around and grabs another bottle of the shelf and pours herself a glass, and another.

"I didn't send you away. I got you away from that house, from your parents. I did what i could for Liam's little sister. I'm sorry that i couldn't tell you the truth, i'm sorry that i haven't been in contact with you since you got on the plane but i had to protect you." Jason was pleading with her, but she didn't look like she cared.

"Littler sister," she scoffs, "please don't act innocent, i didn't force you to sleep with me, you did that all on your own and you can't tell me the i was just Liam's baby sister to you. And you aren't the one who decides if i need to be protected or not. I chose that. I AM MY OWN WOMEN! Jesus christ, holy fuck, Jason you haven't known me for 5 years so please don't pretend that you do know me because i am NOT that girl anymore. I changed, for the better." How can she talk to the leader of a gang like that. This women is going to be killed, i swear.

"I'm sorry, your right i haven't seen you for 5 years but i still know things about you, i still know you. I know what happened to you-"

"Don't you dare! You have no clue what happened to me, Liam had a clue and he was killed for it. So don't you DARE assume that you know anything about that night!" She snarls. Jason backs up and thats when they notice me.

Jason snarls and says, "What do you want?"

"I wanted another drink and we have an agreement to sign," I look to her and lift up my empty glass.

She sighs and turns around, i move my way to stand beside Jason and set the empty glass on the bar. "So when we going to sign the papers."

"When I hear what you have to offer to my gang," he smiles a sickly sweet smile and pisses off somewhere, I don't care and turn my attention to Isabella, who had placed another drink in front of me, and took another shot of whatever was in the glass.

"You drink a lot."

"Is that judgment i here from a gang leader," her voice is like honey, and it also sounds like she isn't drunk or tipsy though she has taken way more than enough to make any normal person drunk.

"Not judgment, just an observation." I say grabbing my glass and downing it. Alcohol feels good going down.

"Well go make your observations over there," she points far away from where she is.

"You are very rude," If she is being honest then so shall I.

"I'm allergic to idiots, and you are bring my allergies out like really bad so, goodbye." She takes another shot and walked down the bar to talk to Oliver.

My god this women is crazy.