Lost In Our Darkness (Demons Of Darkness Book 2)

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the bullshit she put you through, she comes running back expecting you to welcome her and her son with open arms. Fuck that Nix. She’s playing you and you are falling right into that trap. But get this Nix. I am not going to play her games. If she thinks she can come in here and take my husband, my family—she has another thing coming.”
    “She won’t.”
    “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.”
    “Just do me a favor and be somewhat nice to her. She is the mother of my son.”
    “Yeah and I’m the mother of your daughter, and your wife. Maybe you should think about that.”
    “Zoelle. Trix and I have a complicated past. If you can’t handle it then I’m sorry, but you knew from the beginning that I was fucked up. So suck it up and deal with this shit. I don’t want to keep arguing with you about her. She’s here and she is staying.”
    “If she is staying Nix, why did she leave in the first place?”
    I stared back at her not wanting to answer.
    “Why did she leave Nix?” She repeated the question.
    “She left because she didn’t want to have to live through another dead baby.”
     
     
     
     

Chapter Sixteen
     

    After watching Nix walk into his house following his wife and newborn daughter, I knew I needed a break.  I called my dad to see if he wanted to come over and watch Zaiden. Then I called Payne and made plans for him to come pick me up. I just hoped that Nix didn’t start shit if he saw me leaving with him. I sat outside the front door smoking a cigarette as Zaiden crawled around in the grass. I watched as he pushed his trucks through the grass. When I heard a door slam, I looked over to where it was coming from and spotted Zoelle looking pissed as fuck as she stomped her way towards me.
    “Why are you here?” she asked me.
    “This is my house.”
    “What?”
    “This is my house, has been for a while. Why wouldn’t I be here?”
    “You know what Trix, I don’t care, just stay the fuck away from Nix. He isn’t yours anymore. He is mine and leave him the fuck alone.”
    “Wish I could, sweetheart, but I can’t do that and you know it.”
    “Then at least can you stop falling on his dick?”
    “Sorry about that. Well, actually I’m not. You should have known what you were getting into when you met him. Known he isn’t a one pussy kind of guy.”
    “Yeah,  I did, only he didn’t start flaunting it in my face until you came around so keep off of my husband’s dick.”
    “Go home Zoelle.”
    “Fuck you Trix and stay the fuck off my husband’s cock. You lost that privilege when you walked out on him and now he’s mine.” She turned and walked back towards her house. This living so close to him was going to be a problem. Maybe I could talk my dad into switching houses with me so I didn’t have to put up with her fucking attitude. I was likely to put a bullet between her eyes if she kept this shit up.
    I rolled my eyes as she walked away. Dealing with her was going to suck. It was bad enough I was back in the thick of things but she was just icing on the cake. Nix needed to tighten her leash before I had to do it for him. She isn’t pregnant anymore and I was not above beating some sense into a bitch. She should know the life she is in. Cheating husbands is the least of her worries. Then again maybe it was jealousy. I had a son with her husband, and she knew that if she had a son with him he wouldn’t grow up to be Nix’s little protégé. It would be Zaiden. Maybe she didn’t realize what kind of pressure that puts on a child. And eventually I wouldn’t be able to keep my son as innocent as I wish I could. He was going to grow up in this club and eventually rise in ranks, with more enemies than friends. The club may be his family but they would all see him as a threat until he proved himself.
    I was lost in thought watching my son when my dad pulled up with Cheyenne on the back of his bike.
    “Hey Nitro, Cheyenne.” I smiled as they made their way over to me. Well

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