Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4)

Chapter 69 (Beauty's Breath) (Beggar)

Zero surprises me when he takes my mouth in a deep hungry kiss.

“I will show you caveman when my dick is in your ass while I shove a dildo in your pussy.”

My eyes widen and he gives me a wicked smile before he smacks me on my butt.

“Move your ass, I’ll sort Radar out, then I'm behind you.”

I roll my eyes as I go right to his truck which he parked in the schools parking lot so it isn't too far to

walk. Since the pregnancy Zero hardly rides his bike when I am around.

I spoke to Killer about it, he said it was a safety measure in case something is wrong with the baby.

I open the front door and jump in, which is a bit of a mission considering this bakkie has a high step. I

smell the chocolate cake as I sit down and turn to see the brown and blue box on the seat at the back.

I grab it and open the box, in it is my new favourite, triple chocolate mousse cake.

My mouth waters as I dip, my finger in the icing and stick it into my mouth.

I see movement from the side and turn my head. The man moving fast toward me is not someone I

expect to see now.

I am taken off guard.

My mind goes back to all those years ago when I was pregnant.

“Please, just stop my babies are coming, please.”

“Shut the fuck up.” He screams, his eyes look so evil. Why is he doing this, why?

The car door opening brings me to reality and Thorn. He grabs my hair and I scream. My foot kicks out,

hitting him in the stomach.

“Shut the fuck up before I end you.”

“I thought you couldn't walk.”

“Well, a bitch like you shouldn't be thinking,” He sneers as he forcefully pulls me out of the truck by my

hair.

My knee bends and I feel a slight movement of the baby as I straighten my position.

He releases my hair, only to grab my arm, pulling me. My mind is telling me that this isn't happening but

the painful grip he has on my arm is reminding me that it is.

What did I say about happiness? It is only a moment. Now, as I face the brother of the man, I call my

own, I know my moment has ended.

“I am going to kill you.” I say through clenched teeth.

He’s pulling me. I’m stumbling over my feet. His face is so red, scrunched up into an ugly scowl.

“No, you won't, you just a worthless bitch, MOVE.”

I kick out at him again, making it harder for him to hold onto me.

He releases me.

I grab at his head with two hands, bringing his forehead to meet the force of my knee.

“Aah,” He howls in pain but tackles me in my swollen belly.

His head rams hard into my baby. I scream as loud as I can.

My back hits the floor hard and I hiss as I try to push him off but he punches me in my stomach.

The only thing I can do, I do, I scream but my voice is fucked and my scream isn't that loud.

Why does this always have to happen to me?

Why am I the one always suffering?

When will it end?

“Stop, stop, stop,” I scream, begging him not to carry on. My baby

My stomach pains as a cramp tighten deep in my belly. I puke on the floor and it feels like acid.

Thorn gets up, his fingers gripping me by my hair.

His ugly fucking face looks at me with so much hatred that I swear it is like I am already in hell.

“You should have stayed in your dumpster Amariya.” He throws a solid punch to my right eye and

another to my side cheek.

My lip splits as my eyes beat in pain. The coppery liquid on my tongue, a reminder of who I am.

It is sad when it takes someone so evil to bring out the true you. It is devastating when it takes that

person to hurt you in so many ways that you have no other choice but to remember the tinge that stains

your hands is blood.

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I work up enough strength to kick him in between his legs.

“What the fuck. ZERO, SPADE.”

I hear Knights voice from the distance as his heavy boots come closer.

My body curves into a ball as I experience the unmistakable agony inside my belly.

The different types of voices screaming, swearing and the sound of boots crunching is the only thing

that is helping me to stay conscious right now.

My body curls into a ball as I try desperately not to feel the pain in my lower belly. Oh god please, not

another baby, please, I can’t.

I feel Zero's hands as they wrap around me and lift me.

“We going to get you to the hospital, it will be all right Beauty, it will be all right. I got you.”

Fake promises said at a time of tragedy to fool the sufferer aren't meant to be kept.

I let my guard down because I got too used to living a normal life. I forgot why I chose the streets when

I could live in a mansion, but not anymore.

Now I remember why I am Beggar.