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Cutter 3

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CUTTER 3: RED SIN MC

BY
ALEXA RYNN

Copyright 2016
Alexa
Rynn
, all rights reserved.

No
part of this work may be reproduced without written consent of the author. This
book is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.

This book is for a mature audience only
due to strong language and strong sexual conduct.

 

DEDICATION:

For my sister and brother-in-law: for
encouraging me to start this journey almost six years ago and believing in me
every single day since.

I’ve finally arrived.

 
 
 

Chapter One

CUTTER

 

I threw open the door to my room so
hard that it swung into the wall with a hard bang. I lunged toward the wall and
ripped the picture off the wall, revealing my safe. I spun the dial so fast
that I passed by the right numbers at least twice.

“What are you doing?”

“Not now, Grace,” I told her without
even turning around. The safe lunged open and I grabbed a bundle of cash,
throwing it into my jeans pocket, along with a
Glock
and a fully loaded mag.

I heard the door slam shut. “Not now
or not ever?”

“Not ever works for me.” I closed the
safe and faced her. She looked terrified and worried. I hated seeing those emotions
play across her pretty face. The face that had just been covered in
my cum
hours before, but I couldn't think about that right
now. The thought of
cumming
all over Grace's face was
almost too much to handle.

“I told you to stay downstairs and
enjoy your dinner.” I moved closer to her and placed my hands on her shoulders.

“How can I eat knowing that you’re
going to get yourself killed over me?” Her brown eyes filled with tears for the
tenth time over the past few weeks. “Don’t go it, Cutter, I don’t want you to.”

“It’s not up to you.” I wiped away the
wet blotches. “I need you to pull yourself together here, Grace, nothing bad is
even happening yet. I’m going to meet with the other committee members, that’s
it.”

“Yeah,” she sniffed. “To talk about going
to capture Stone.”

I sighed. “I’m not going to discuss
what we’re going to talk about, you know way too much already.” I turned her
body around and started pushing her toward the door. “Now go back downstairs like
a good girl and order some dinner, you were so hungry, remember?”

She shook her head. “I’m not going
back down there!”

“Fine, stay here.” I dug into my
pocket and pulled out a one hundred dollar bill. “You can order in or
something.” I shoved the money into her hand. “I really need to go now.”

Like I didn’t have enough shit to deal
with right now, I really didn’t have time to sit here and argue with Grace
about what I was or wasn’t going to do when it came to business decisions, she
had no say in this or anything else that involved the brotherhood.

She dropped the money to the floor. “I
don’t want your money! I want you to stay here with me!” She kicked the
crumpled up bill with her big toe. “We can figure this out together!”

“No, we can’t,” I snapped. “You aren’t
going to figure anything out. You know what you are going to do? You’re going
to go downstairs and order yourself a nice dinner. Then after you’re done
eating, you can come back up here and order a movie or something.” I shoved her
out the door and slammed it shut behind me.

She was shaking her head but I pushed
her off down the hall anyway. “And then you’re going to go to sleep,” I added.
“And you aren’t going to worry about shit that you have no control over or no
say in. Do you understand me, Grace?”

“Cutter, no, I want to go with you.
Please?”

When we reached the end of the hall I
peered down at her. Why was she always questioning me? Couldn’t she ever just
do what I said to do without giving me any lip about it? I didn’t have time to
play her little girl games right now, this shit was too important. I’d already
played them enough for one day, bringing those two hoes up to the room just to
show her how much she meant to me.

And she was still disobeying me.

“I said
,
do
you understand me, Grace?”

She must have been able to tell by the
look in my eyes not to mess with me on it because after a second she threw her
hands up in the air and huffed loudly. “Fine! I’ll wait right here and obey you
just like you like!”

“Great,” I told her, choosing to ignore
her sarcastic tone. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” I kissed her on top
of the forehead and pushed her toward the stairs. “I’ll make a call and have
someone come guard you.”

“I think I’ll be fine eating two feet
away from your room, Cutter.”

“Like I said, I’ll call someone to
guard you.”

She stopped at the top of the steps
and swung around. “Cutter?”

“Yes, Grace?” I felt exasperated.

“Be careful.” Her tone was soft,
concerned.

I stopped and looked at her. It was
something I wasn’t used to, someone genuinely carrying about what the fuck
happened to me. My brothers cared but this felt different, more intimate. I’d
never had a female say shit like that to me before unless she was trying to
suck up to me and get me to claim her. Grace didn’t have to suck up to me she
was already mine.

I closed the distance between the two
of us in a few fast strides and kissed her fully on the lips. “I will,” I
promised. And then I turned around and took off down to the opposite side of
the hall to where the back door was. I didn’t want to stay there and look at
her puppy dog eyes any longer than necessary.

I was reminded briefly why I had
avoided this very situation with numerous women in the past. Being with someone
and living this life wasn’t easy and if you weren’t careful the situation could
make you weak. I’d never been a weak man, never been one to let outside
emotions cross over into my work.

Of course, I’d never had many outside
emotions before.

The idea wasn’t thrilling but it
wasn't in my control, either. It wasn’t like I was choosing to bring Grace
around the world I had created for myself; I couldn’t help it. I’d never felt
like I wasn’t in control before but I felt like I wasn’t with Grace sometimes.
I needed her around me, the thought of another man having her almost pushed me
completely over the edge.

No one else was going to have her.
Ever.

Or I’d kill them.

I opened the door and smacked right
into my baby sister.

 
Heather pushed her body off of mine and
rubbed her arm. “Jeez, where’s the fire?”

“What are you doing here?” I asked
instead of answering her.

A weird looked crossed her face. “It’s
a free country, Cutter, I’m allowed to be in a public building, aren’t I?” Her
brown eyes grazed passed me toward the hallway behind me. “Where are you off to?”

“None of your business.” I pushed her
away. “Now isn’t a good time to be out and about, Heather, you should really be
back at dad’s.” I was surprised my father wasn’t keeping a better eye on her
considering everything that was going on. Having to keep track of two women I
cared about combined with all the other shit I had to stay on top of was
frustrating. My father should have known better than to let Heather out of the
house to begin with.

“Why?” Heather asked, concerned.
“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing that I can’t handle.” We
reached the edge of the steps that traveled down to the first floor and I had
to loosen my grip so that I wouldn't push her down. “You just get on home. I
can have Ace take you if you want.”

“I’m not a child! I can drive myself
home!” She turned around on her heels to face me, placing one of her hands on
her hip like she used to do when we were kids and she didn’t want to do
something her big brother told her to.

Ugh, and I thought Grace was bad.

“You would think so.” I smiled sweetly.

She glanced at the door again. “Is… is
Blaze going with you?”

Of course, Blaze was going with me.
Blaze went everywhere I went. “What’s with the twenty questions?” I frowned.
“Are you looking for Blaze or something?”

“Looking for him?” She let out a high-pitched
laugh. “Why would I be looking for him? Most days I can’t even stand him.” She
moved from one foot to the other. “Or think about him.”

This was news to me.

“You’re being strange.” I told her.

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Where’s Grace?” She asked suddenly.

I shook my head. “Why?”

“I need to talk to her.” She grimaced.
“I kind of owe her an apology. I was kind of rude to her earlier.” She paused
for a second. “Not as rude as knocking someone over the head with a gun and
leaving them there but still pretty rude.”

“Point made,” I admitted. I wanted to
press her more on it but my phone started vibrating in my pocket, reminding me
of the million other things waiting for me outside of these walls. “She’s
downstairs or in our room but if you’re just going to upset her then don’t
bother, I don’t need her getting any more worked up than she already is.”

I dug into my pocket and pulled out my
phone.

“I’m not. You have my word.” She held
her hand up, swearing.

“Fine,” I told her, more distracted
than ever. “Go see her but I’m having Ace come and get you in a little while to
make sure you get home safe.” My phone had stopped ringing for half of a second
but was already going off in my hand again.

“Got it,” she agreed, turning around
and walking past me. “And maybe you could warn your little sister the next time
you decide to play your weird little sex games with her. I mean, it’s pretty
gross for me to have to walk in on… that.”

Normally I wouldn’t give a fuck what
anyone had to say about me and Grace’s sex life but Heather was my little
sister, I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable. “Sex, in general, is
gross, Heather,” I told her sternly. “And filled with diseases.”

I wasn’t an idiot, my little sister
was almost twenty-one years old and damn cute, I was sure she was messing
around with boys without my knowledge but that didn’t mean I had to like it.
And that didn’t mean I had to make any promises about not snapping their necks
if I ever found out who the hell they were.

“Relax, dad, whatever the hell it is
you do with Grace definitely skipped a gene in me. I mean, being handcuffed to
a bed like that? While someone…” She trailed off and cringed at the thought.

Relief washed over me. The thought of
anyone doing the things I did to Grace in the bedroom to my little sister made
me want to beat the shit out of them until their brains scattered all over the
floor.

I pressed the phone to my ear without
checking the screen. “WHAT?”

“Someone’s on edge,” Blaze said from
the other end.

“Sorry,” I grumbled. “I’ll be right
down.”

“Have you heard from your sister? I
haven’t talked to her today,
it’s
important we keep a
close eye on everyone we care about right now.” I could hear the sound of an
engine roaring in the background. “I can’t believe we even discussed any of
this in front of Grace if Green Grove ever got tipped off we were coming they
would bring a battle right to our doorstep.”

“They’d knock fucking politely first,
too.” I looked at my little sister. “Heather is right here. I’m about to put a
call into Ace to make sure she and Grace are looked after until I get back.”

“Oh,” Blaze sounded annoyed suddenly.
“I’ll call him, just hurry up.”

“Who was that?” Heather asked the
second I’d clicked the end button.

“Blaze.”

Heather dropped her purse on the floor
with a thud.

“God, can’t you not be clumsy for one
second?” I bent over and scooped the bag up for her, shoving it back into her
hands. “In the future if Blaze or I call, you make sure you pick up the damn
phone, Heather. You think we call you for fucking small talk? No, we have real
issues going on!”

She clutched her purse closer to her
stomach. “Well then maybe you should call me once in a while instead of always
having Blaze do your dirty work.”

“I call you,” I told her. And I did,
when I could. It wasn't easy running an entire club of brothers that was filled
with enough crime activity to put us all away for life. “Besides, that’s
Blaze’s job, Heather. He’s my right-hand man, he handles the business that I
can’t.”

A hurt expression crossed her face.
“I’m not business! I’m your sister!”

My phone started ringing again.

Fuck.

I shook my head and took off, starting
down the stairs. “I don’t have time for this right now. Go find Grace and stay
with her, someone will be by to pick you up soon.”

“Fine!” I could hear the anger in her
voice all the way down the steps. “Go ahead and leave, it’s what you're good
at! Just like Mom!” She sounded like a wounded deer left for dead on the side
of the road.

I paused at the bottom of the steps,
my hand on the doorknob to outside. She always knew just what to say to make me
feel like a piece of shit. Why did she have to go and bring up mom now of all
times?

She waited for a few seconds, maybe
thinking that I would turn around and come back up to talk to her. And maybe I
should have, but I couldn’t bring myself to have this conversation with her
again. As far as I was concerned that woman was as good as dead. A pace later I
heard the door open and Heather’s footsteps disappear down the hall.

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