Killer (The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club book 5)

Chapter 34 (Sienna)

3 months later

Things with Killer were good, we didn’t talk about the file since that day. And no one talked about the

day he wanted to kill me. The clubhouse was on locked down but we still spent our days in the river

and riding the horses which I later found out was Killers.

I went through Diamond’s videos, but I always felt I was missing something. Killer got Michael to add Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

other cameras in the place but something wasn’t adding up.

Our interaction with Michael was good not just for Killer, but for Frost. She was texting him again and it

made a difference to her life.

We didn’t make love, and it wasn’t for my lack of trying. But whenever I kissed him and I made a move

for his pants he bolted up and made some excuse about something he had to do. I didn’t mind,

because we spent our nights in the same bed.

Kaleb was getting big and sitting up and he looked like a small mini me.

Frost took it upon herself to play Aunt Frosty, while the other bikers secured the Clubhouse.

Texas was the only biker who kept his distance, and I knew why, I knew it the day I saw him all those

months ago. I never forgot a face.

“I have this feeling that one day you going to leave me Kevin and I am not going to get you back,” I tell

Killer.

Lockdown was about over, and while the pandemic still caused a lot of chaos around our states, there

were worse things happening in my life at the moment to be worried about dying of Covid.

One of those things was the call Killer got yesterday. He had to leave, and while I knew this day would

come because he was a soldier, I hoped it wouldn’t be anytime soon.

“I’m a soldier Darling, I don’t know how not to be. Ever since I left home, I have been fighting for my

country, those men need me. The Koreans ain’t going to let them go, so it is up to me and the guys to

bring them back.”

“I was hoping for more time, but Raven is going to need you too and so is Spade and Snake,” I tell him,

before I take his handsome face in my hands and kiss him gently on the lips. I knew the others were

scared, and having Killer at their backs made it a bit easier.

“On Sunday there’s a small church ceremony, thought we’ll give it a go,” He says, but he doesn’t

mention it is also the day he is going to fetch Natasha to bring her back.

“Alright, but I’m wearing jeans,” I tell him, and he smiles and I stare into his deep blue eyes that it

brings tears to my own.

“Get some rest. My mother used to tell us praying could be tiring.” He kisses me on my lips before

turning to put the light off.

“Your mother used to tell all of us that so she can go bong your dad.” Killer hits me with the pillow and I

laugh as he grabs me by the waist tugging me closer to his chest.