Satan's Sinners #2: Kai and Parker

**Chapter 28

Becca POV

It's late. Like, almost fucking one in the morning. Bullet said he would be back hours ago. I know there's a party, but I haven't been feeling well. I also know, since he's their best shot, he's who runs security detail whenever it's needed. And, unfortunately, it's needed for this tart of a girl from another club. She apparently, was under some sort of threat, but no one can seem to get more details than that. Or that's all I've been told. Who honestly knows? I was fine with the lack of information when we first got together a year ago. But, six months ago, when she finally came to the clubhouse, I saw this bitch, hanging off of Bullet and Bullet just standing there. He looked right at me, and then it was like he looked through me.

So, here I am, sick as a dog, walking around the fucking club house looking for him. He's not in any of the main areas, so I start back through the hallway, hoping maybe I just missed him. As I'm heading back in the direction of our room, I hear voices. I quickly move out of sight, because I'm pretty sure that's Bullet, I hear. I duck into a dark corner of the hallway as I listen.

"Don't you ever get tired of her? She's always working and never wants to come out and have fun! I mean...hello? It's a Friday night and where is she? In your room. Sleeping or whatever."

"She's not that bad."

"Oh please!" She smacked his chest, "When was the last time you had some fun, huh?" She looked at him, I think she was going for seductive. She put her hands on his chest, leaning closer to him. Oh god. Is she trying to kiss him? Is he going to let her?!

He turned his head at the last second, "I had fun last night." I think about what happened last night. What did we do last night? We played cards and talked about our days, then had sex in the shower. Now that was fun.

"Really? Doing what? Playing cards? Holed up in your room? When was the last time you had fun out with your brothers? She's keeping you from them."

"No, she's not. We've got a lot going on lately. And we're both working a lot." He grumbled, and she gave him a pout.

"Poor Bullet. Am I working you too...hard?" She asked as she bit her lower lip, looking at him with her big eyes. I wanted to rip those eyes out of her head!

"Some days," He blushed, looking at her, "You do." I wanted to puke. What the fuck did that mean?! Had they?! Oh, I'm gonna be sick.

Just as she pushes up onto her toes, in another attempt to kiss him, he leans down. Just as their lips touch, I start seeing spots. I feel lightheaded. Probably from the fever. And a little bit because I just caught my boyfriend cheating on me for God knows how long.

I fall forward, my body crashing to the floor as I hear what sounds like Parker and Kai. They're screaming obscenities at those two. Good. Cheaters. I see a fuzzy Parker above me briefly before being lifted and carried out. I hear sirens, as my eyes close. The ringing in my ears getting louder.

Can you die from a broken heart? Because if so...I think this might be it.

Kai POV

Coming around the corner in the hallway leading back into the main rooms of the club house, we see Bullet and that fucking princess. She's from a neutral club, but I really don't trust her. As soon as she locked eyes with me and Bullet she was with us like stink on a bug. When she saw me passionately kissing Parker when we came back from picking her up, she got the message. Bullet had kissed Becca, but not too deeply because she's been sick lately.

She's back in school to get her Nurse Practitioners degree or license or whatever it is. I just know it's awesome for her, and something she's wanted to do. She's smart as hell too, so I know she can do it. I think she's wearing herself ragged between work, the house completion next week, and Bullet being with this little bitch practically 24/7.

She should be perfectly safe in the club house, but he's catering to her for some reason. And I'm about to find out tonight. Parker and I walk towards them, just as the lock lips. Oh. Fuck. No!

"You fucking asshole!" I grab his shoulder, spinning him away from her, and towards me as I pulled my fist back and watched his nose bust like a water balloon filled with paint. "What the fuck are you thinking?!" I heard a thump.

"BECCA!" Parker screamed as he ran to a corner. She'd seen. Bullet whipped his head around, as did the tart. Parker started doing checks on her to make sure she was okay, and not bleeding from anywhere. I pulled out my phone to call 9-1-1 and I pushed Bullet back so he was pinned on the opposite wall. Once I knew an ambulance was on the way, I called Prez and asked him to come down the hall. He and Hound where there in two minutes. We all watched as Parker picked her up, carrying her toward the front doors.

"He kissed that fucking tart and Becca saw. She not only saw, she's been looking for him for hours, and who knows what shit she heard!" I shouted, fucking pissed. My phone buzzed.

Babe: Ambulance is here. Getting her loaded now.

Kai: Meet you there, babe. I love you. She'll be okay.

"I say, let her hand in her cut when she comes to if that's what she wants."

"She was a member? That explains a lot." Tart said, condescendingly, like she didn't know which cut I was talking about.

"You talk like you don't know she's Bullet's Old Lady. He may have forgotten, but the rest of us haven't," shooting daggering at the little bitch, I was determined to make them both squirm and feel about two feet tall, "Hendrix would be disappointed as hell in you. He'd probably even kick your ass. So, consider that broken nose the first hit." I glared at him. Hoping he felt small and worthless because he'd just thrown away the best woman, aside from my sister, out. I stalked off, pissed and ready to ride.

"I'm going to meet them at the hospital. Hound, Prez, keep you posted."

"She's my old lady!" Bullet shouted back.

"Glad you remembered," I said sarcastically, not stopping my stride, "Too bad it seems it was too fucking late, you fucking asshat!" I shouted, with all the venom I could find inside me, back at him, rounding the corner, heading out to my bike so I could get to the hospital for my husband and sister-in-law.

I hope he thinks about this.