Raze Hell

Chapter 4 - Them

Words usually used to describe me and my looks included things such as, sexy, attractive, bad-boy hot, stunning, the hottest man to walk the earth. The last one was actually mine, but never had I ever been called an ugly fucker. To say something like that to me, a stunning good boy with all American looks and charm was ludecris. And here was this bloke, a regular joe looking like a default for a video game character, starting a fantastic conversation with that load of utter bullshit. I already hated him.

I automatically knew what kind of relationship was, the white of the mans knuckles that held Camilla to me indicated as such. And I was livid.

I hadn't known Camilla for long, but that weird possessive, protective feeling had come back stronger than ever and I was ready to kill the bloke and do the 25 to life just for her. What an odd concept that was.

"Neo, this is my boyfriend Dylan." Camilla gritted out through clenched teeth, where Dylans fingers where on her waist digging into a hidden soft spot. Her shirt grew wet around his fingeres and I knew he had pierced a wound of some sorts.

Camilla turned to Dylan, slightly pushing away from him to the bottle of scotch and pouring another glass before handing it to Dylan. " Neo was my most recent client, he is just staying at the moment while he waits for one of his friends to come and pick him up. The friend will be here in no time.", she refilled my glass and rounded the bench before sitting in a stool. Her movements causing her to curse under her breath, away from dylans earshot but directly into mine. I felt pathetic, unable to do anything without getting Camilla hurt. I knew whatever Dylan had over her was big, she wasn't the type of woman to stay in these kinds of situations. I didn't want to make it any worse than it was so I refrained, calculating ways to get both of us out of the house and away from Dylan.

It all made sense now, the reason she wanted her name hidden, the reason this good little lawyer was working with the hounds to get one of their most influential leaders back on the streets. She must have worked hard to get a convicted felon with 10 years still on the list out in 2 weeks.

I knew she would have to drop me at the club house if kane didn't come to pick me up, so I jumped at the chance for her to drive me, and when kane sent a text moments later that he would be late and if Camilla could just drop me off I internally cheered.

That was the excuse to get her out of here and it gave the perfect environment for me to ask the burning questions on my mind.

"You got a text Camilla," I pushed to phone towards her. She bent to grab it but wasn't fast enough to compete against Dylan who pushed her out of the way and scooped the phone up. He read the message and then turned his attention to her, jaw clenched and brows pinched in frustration.

"well, you have been getting around town, who is this kane that is messaging you. i didn't think you had enough time to make friends with guys when you have to be home straight away to do your duties?"

"he is the friend coming to pick up neo" she stuttered covering and jumping at the chance to escape him. " I'll have to drop Neo off for Kane, I'm not allowed to let neo out of my site till I hand him to his friends and I have things to do around the house so ill get rid of him as quick as possible" she pulled her shoes on again and grabbed the giant bag, hands searching for her car keys before Dylan registered what was happened. He came around and grabbed her, smashing his face against hers and kissing her forcefully. It was the first time I got an indication of just how strong he was, he didn't appear It. Quite slim and averagely shaped, but the strength he used on Camilla was an indication of the quiet power he possessed. He contrasted my absolute mask of truth with the well hidden anger that wound directly under his skin. I stood, walking over to Camilla, towering over the both of them and smirking when I knew my sheer height and muscle intimidated Dylan.