Chapter Nine #2
They’re right. I don’t need to be a bitch. I need to move on from Steel and be with someone more suited to me anyway. “Shut up, dickwad. I’m fine with that. I’m finding my time’s better spent with more… dangerous men.”
Steel furrows his brows and looks at me. I smirk at him as his face lights up like something’s just clicked inside his brain. “How is our little American musician?” he asks with a hint of sarcasm.
I shoot him a scowl in response to his tone, but then I think of Danger, and a genuine smile replaces the irritation. “He’s great. I’ve caught his band and seen him a couple of times. Kudos on getting them to perform here in Oz.”
“Well, hopefully, Techie can get them performing in somethin’ bigger than our clubs. I’m glad you’ve found someone, Lunar. It’s nice when you find someone who’s right for you, isn’t it?” he asks, looking at Willow, then caresses her cheek, I’m sure to spite me.
It makes my blood boil that he’s purposely trying to get a rise from me.
I can’t help myself when I say, “Yeah, it sucks, though, when you think you’ve already found that someone, and he finds someone else.
” Steel brought me into this club. He made me fall for him.
Then when he had his fill, he found someone else.
Well, screw him!
I’m worth more than that.
If Steel wants to play fucking mind games with me, I’m done.
I stand, making my way back inside the clubroom and down to my room.
I’m fuming right now. Steel is making it so much easier to leave this club.
This place doesn’t feel like home to me anymore, and besides the money, Steel was the main reason for being here.
I’m no longer in his life, so maybe Danger is right?
Maybe I need to broaden my horizons. Maybe I do have a future outside of this club.
I need to consider options for a place that might be open to accepting an ex-club girl who worked as a stripper for four and a half years.
Yeah, not so easy getting a job with that history.
A stern knock on my door makes my head snap to look at it while I sit on my bed. My heart begins to race, hoping like hell that one of the brothers hasn’t come in search of gratification, which I really don’t want to give them tonight. Hesitating, I grimace but call out, “Come in.”
The door opens, and to my surprise, Steel enters.
Widening my eyes in shock, I jerk my head back as he doesn’t make a move to come further inside my room, merely standing by the door with a stern look on his face.
He exhales as I sit up taller, waiting for him to say something, but he simply shakes his head, then steps through the door, closing it behind him.
Furrowing my brows, my muscles tense, wondering what the fuck this is about when he spins back to face me, his bulging arms crossed over his broad chest. “I don’t know what you expect from me, Lunar?”
Letting out a small scoff, I move to stand, and he takes a purposeful step away from me. Widening my eyes, I force a smile while shaking my head. “I’m not some crazed woman, Steel. I’m not going to launch myself on you if you don’t want me. I do have some self-respect. Give me a little credit.”
He relaxes his posture, but only slightly, as he lets out a huff.
“Look… we had a good time for a long time. But you and I both know that what we had was never going to be real. You’re a club girl, Lunar.
And club girls aren’t supposed to be old ladies.
It’s a fact. Savages policy even. You knew that when you signed up.
You knew you were only ever my side piece, and you weren’t supposed to get attached. ”
As I look at the man I thought I was in love with, it finally clicks.
He was stringing me along all this time.
Using me to make him feel better until he found a woman who he wanted to be with.
The problem is, I fucking fell for it, hook, line, and sinker because I so desperately wanted to feel loved and needed by him.
“You know what, Steel… fuck you! Fuck you for making me believe there was something here. You could see I was getting attached, and you could have stopped it at any time. Put a pin in it. But you continued to let me believe—”
“That’s not true, and you know it!”
“Then why the fuck would you put a stop to the other brothers fucking me, huh? If you didn’t want me to be so wrapped up in you, then you wouldn’t have made me believe your lie. You’re not innocent in this, Steel. So don’t put all this blame on me, arsehole.”
He scoffs, running his fingers over his shaved head. “Okay… maybe I did like having your attention on me. But, Lunar, our time is over. I regret hurting you, but we both have to move on.”
Shifting back to my bed, I sit, slowly nodding my head. “Yeah… maybe you’re right. Maybe that’s exactly what I need to do. The club doesn’t feel like home anymore. Perhaps moving on is the best thing for me.”
A genuine sympathetic expression crosses his face. “For what it’s worth… I think Danger’s good for you.”
Warmth floods through me as I think of the rocker who is quickly taking up space in my mind. A slow smile crosses my lips, and I nod. “For what it’s worth… yeah, I think he is exactly what I need right now.”
Steel dips his chin, turns for my door, and pulls it open, then glances over his shoulder at me. “For what it’s worth… I think you’re an incredible person.”
Smirking, I let out a small laugh. “For what it’s worth… I still think you’re an arsehole.”
He chuckles, winks at me, and then walks out of my room, closing my door behind him.
Letting out a long puff of air, I stand, walk to my door, and flick the lock. I don’t want any more unwanted visitors tonight, and to be honest, the only person on my mind right now is Danger.
I want to go see him.
And first thing in the morning, I am going to do just that.