Page 101 of Sapphire's Gem

Grinning maniacally, she crouched down in front of him. “What was it you said to me? Oh, you were going to ass-fuck me until I bled. Right?”

Poker moved around the back of him and inserted the narrow end of the bottle into his anus. She squeezed and grinned as throat-rending screams echoed around the room. He couldn’t speak, only scream. To add insult to injury, Poker shoved a thick slice in to ensure that the agony was prolonged.

With a wicked grin as she left three men screaming, Poker turned to confront the last. “Tell us everything or see this skewer? I’ll coat that in this sauce and then shove it into your cock. Answer my president’s questions.”

Although beaten black and blue, he nodded eagerly. Guess he realised he wasn’t getting out alive but didn’t want to betortured. Idiot had no clue that, for what he’d done to my sister and Maverick and Romeo, he was going to experience a lot of pain. I wanted to know where to send their bodies. The Harlots were planning to deliver a strong message not to mess with us. One that would put the fear of God into people.

I questioned the guy we’d identified as a leader. He had very few answers, and he didn’t recognise the names Ferrah Lynn or Feral Rhynn. Honestly, he was a waste of space and wasn’t high on the ladder.

“Kill them and make it hurt,” I ordered.

Nun grinned as she stepped forward. It was frightening how many sex toys she’d turned into torture devices. These guys would leave the planet, screaming and in sheer agony. I had the address of the leader they reported to. The message would be sent.

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Poker slit the throat of the third gang member and eyed the fourth. “Keep him alive.”

“What?” I demanded. It was the guy with the Pepper X up his ass. He was whimpering now, his voice broken through incessant screaming. Poker had topped the sauce up a few times.

“Need him to tell his friends what we did.”

“Oh boy, nice,” I replied.

“Yeah. Let them know what the club will do to defend our family,” Nun agreed. She kicked the guy in his butt, and he yelped weakly.

“Stitch, heal his throat and then we’ll send him home.”

“Sapphire, I’ll teleport the bodies with Blade and Belladonna,” Sparrow said. “Blade can hide us in her shadows, and Belladonna can transmit the images back.”

“Okay. We’ll do that,” I concurred. “Stitch, keep him alive long enough to tell his boss what happened and then end him.”

“Sure.”

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The images piled into our heads as we sat and watched. Sparrow teleported them effortlessly to the street where the four member's boss lived. Once Blade covered them in shadows, Sparrow shoved the three bodies and barely living man onto the porch of the house. Moments later, a guy appeared with two men either side of him.

The gang leader stared at the corpses in disgust before quickly looking around.

The guy we left alive reached up, and the asshole jumped, startled, before crouching down. A smirk crossed my face as we heard the victim telling the boss what we’d done. He ended it with a final announcement: we were coming for them. The leader sneered, but I simply laughed. Cocky asshole. He’d soon learn a lesson.

“End him,” I ordered, and Stitch cut his life force. We opened our eyes, and moments later Sparrow, Belladonna, and Blade teleported back.

“Message sent,” Sparrow said.

Resolute, I nodded. The RHMC wasn’t to be messed with, and neither were we weak. Enemies would fall, and we’d stand strong. Let them come for us. They’d bring a storm down on them they didn’t expect. Because we’d raze the world to save our own. We were the Royal Harlots MC and family.

Epilogue.

Sapphire

Igrinned as Hayden entered the clubhouse and headed upstairs to our apartment. Whenever he finished a shift, he showered and changed out of his suit and into jeans and a tight tee. I loved watching his muscles. It was even more fun watching him wear his property cut. Hayden had taken some teasing from his fellow officers. It amused me when Hayden hit back and claimed they weren’t worthy of wearing a cut.

The chief hadn’t been amused when he’d learned of our relationship, and things had been tense for a bit. Hatton had been running interference. But having Hayden here also meant that Cassidy, Warrick, and sometimes Hatton were around too.

My sisters had been wary at first and had hardly spoken to Hayden’s three friends, and I worried I might have to tell Hayden they needed to stay away. But after Belladonna punched a guy in the mouth and Hatton congratulated her on her knockout, they relaxed a little. It would take time, but we had plenty of it.

There were still some major worries. Fox and his hitman chasing Storm. The trafficking we’d uncovered involving theBloody Femmes. Although quite a few were in prison or dead, the gang remained, and now we were getting pressure from the fanatical Mrs Price’s Bible Bashers. All in all, I couldn’t see a quiet future. But we’d get there.

Hayden was settling in, finding the balance needed between being my old man and a cop. For me, life was good, though worry remained strong. Poker, Maverick, and Romeo had healed, and Poker was apparently getting closer to Maverick. That was interesting in itself. Could one of my sisters actually take up with a guy who had slept with most of the club?

Life was changing for my MC. The only thing left to see was whether it was a good change or a bad one.

Dagger

I heard the grunt and moved in closer. This was my target, yet someone was already here. A scowl crossed my face as I used my powers and hid my presence. Moving forward quietly, I gaped when I came across the scene. Rigid self-control stopped me from uttering a word, but even so.

The guy beating the shit out of my mark was a complete shock. I wondered if his friends knew about this side of him. More than a little stunned, I watched for an hour as the target was tortured and then a bullet was put through his brain.

The culprit looked around, then moved away. What the fuck did I do with this knowledge? Because it would be one hell of a surprise for my club!