LIORA
Ricky’s pale face proved that there was a lot going on that I knew nothing about… absolutely nothing about.
“How do you know the Grim Brotherhood?” I whispered.
Fuck that.
I think I am asking the wrong question.
“Since when did you start working for biker clubs?”
Ricky glared at me, his jaw tightening as if he was trying to decide just how much he was willing to say. “How about you tell me when you started dating and f*****g bikers?” he spat.
I gasped at his crude words.
This is the first time in my life Ricky has ever spoken to me like this, and I do not deserve that tone from him. Dating Ryder is not a crime, but having my brother do s**t that I can swear is illegal is the damn problem.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” My voice dropped. “Don’t speak to me in that tone.”
