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Angel upset. I don’t give a fuck if you’re my brother or not!
    “Yeah Prez,” he answers coming around the corner.
    I don’t even say another word. I just land a right hook across his jaw causing him to stagger back.
    “What the fuck brother,” he growls rubbing his jaw.
    “You’ve upset Angel! She thinks Storm’s gonna walk away from her. Winter is so fuckin’ strong, and the bitch can lay a motherfucker out. But dammit! She can’t handle anything happening with her sisters!”
    I’m seeing red again. I need to calm my fuckin’ cool before I fuckin’ kill this fucker.
    “She’s not gonna leave, brother. Shit! That means you told her everything I told you!”
    Whoops. I don’t care. He fuckin’ caused upset.
    “And?” I prompt.
    “Man, do you ever keep anything to yourself?” he asks, rubbing his jaw more.
    “Nope, not when it concerns my Angel or her sisters.”
    “Trust me; Storm isn’t going anymore, brother. I need you to believe me. We’re good. We had it out last night. But I’m going off subject because I’m done talking about it. We need to vote for Rap. His prospecting time is over with. It’s time, Prez.”
    Ah hell. If that doesn’t make me feel like a fuckin’ horrible prez. It’s my job to keep track of this shit. Not ZZ’s.
    “Chapel tonight at 7. Make the calls.”
    He nods and walks away.
    My non-prepay beeps and I look down to see it’s from Angel. I grin like a fuckin’ kid in a candy store. She says she hates using prepays unless it’s needed.
    Angel: She’s not goin anywhere! ☺
    I laugh. God I love my Angel.
    Me: I’m glad baby love you
    Angel: Love you too!
    Fuck, I can’t wait to marry my bitch! I look around seeing if I can spot Rap. He needs to know he’s either gettin voted in or not tonight. I like makin them sweat. My eyes quickly find him sitting at the bar with Bom Bom.
    “Prospect,” I laugh. “You can get pussy later. Get your ass over here.”
    “Prez,” he greets coming up to me.
    “Votes tonight, just thought I would letcha know.” I laugh walking away.
    “OH SHIT!”
    His response causes me to break out in even more laughter. Oh god, it feels good for the club to be mess free. All that seems to be the problem is ZZ’s love life thank fuck!
    Life is fucking great!

Chapter Six
    ZZ
    I’m sitting in the Chapel listening to all the ‘Yes’ votes for Rap to be patched in. Not one brother has voted no. I wouldn’t suspect anyone to vote against him; he’s a good prospect. He’s given us no trouble and the motherfucker can hold a secret down.
    “It’s agreed then. Rap is being patched in. Now, on to more depressing shit. We need a new secretary. Breakneck rest Phil’s soul. I vote Smokey for secretarial. Anyone opposed?”
    FUCK! This shit is hard. That’s my pops spot that’s being filled. Dammit, I need a drink and a good lay.
    The room agrees all at the same time and all eyes land on me. I don’t speak; I just nod. Braxxon knows that’s my yes, and that’s all he’s gettin outta me at the moment.
    “Smokey, first order of your new position, patch on your new patch.”
    “Prez,” Smokey agrees.
    “Next up. The contractors are meeting up with us at Club Sated for the renovation plans. I will need Max there as well as Smokey. Max, bring our figures with you. Smokey, I will need you there to keep track of dates and time. Don’t be late. It’s tomorrow at 3.”
    They agree and normally I would be more into Chapel but the fact that my father was just replaced and my damn daughter is running amok somewhere has me all outta whack. Throw on Storm’s bullshit and I’m all kinds of nutbag crazy.
    “ZZ, whens the next charity ride?” I hear Braxxon ask me. It takes me a few moments to shuffle through all the useless bullshit scattered in my brain.
    “Three months,” I answer.
    “Fuckin awesome. Angel would have my balls if we had somethin planned during the wedding.”
    No shit!
    “Any news on Travis’s interest in