Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(11)



I don’t know what I did to deserve these people in my life. The amount of support I’ve had since I left home has been overwhelming, even though I’ve been keeping people at arm’s length and leaving as soon as they would try to get close to me. This is the first time I’m not running away from a possible happy future.





Callum

I’ve been walking a fine line between coping and insanity. It’s so easy to lose yourself between both and not know which one is your reality. Despite what my brothers think, I’m not okay. I haven’t been in twelve years, and I’ll never be okay again.

There are two wolves battling with me at all times. One is good; the other one is evil. If you wonder which one will succeed, simple—it’s the one fed by the rage I’ve been feeling for the past twelve years. I’m not sure I’m salvageable nor do I know if I want to be salvaged. I’m content with the life I lead right now.

All the shit I’ve been through has been a result of all the mistakes I’ve made since I was born.

The one that really shaped the man that I am now and the way I live my life is when I made the mistake to cross paths with the Satan’s Inferno. I was a cocky bastard back then, and according to my family, I still am now, but that’s beside the point. I was drinking more than I should have and picking fights with anyone who was looking at me the wrong way.

I beat up two of the Inferno’s and two days later, their Prez found me and wanted me dead. I’m still not sure how I managed to get myself out of that f*cked up mess, but I did and after one too many drinks. They claimed they had the best * from all over the country, and they were willing to have sex for the right amount of money; that they were the best at what they did. I assumed as he said that they were really willing. I was so f*cking wrong.

In my drunken state, I said yes. I’ve never paid for sex and never will. I’ve never had to, but something told me to go along and see what they were all about.

We drove to their brothel and they led me to the level of the house where they kept their women. Each woman I passed was more beautiful than the previous one. I was told to pick any woman I wanted for the night for the right fee, and I weirdly was okay with that idea.

A willing woman ready for a night of filthy sex was just what I needed. No man would say no to that.

The one in the last room is the one who caught my eyes. She was younger than I would usually go for, but she was f*cking beautiful.

Her face was the one of an angel, she had the perfect body, perky tits, nice round ass. You get the picture. I could go on forever. She’s that perfect to me. She’s just below Alina in my favorite women. She’s my friendship soulmate, and I know I give shit to the other guys for talking that way, but that’s how I feel.

I wanted Nancy as soon as I first laid eyes on her. I gave a load of cash to the guard and walked in the tiny room. I went to close the door to the room and they protested, but I didn’t care. I locked the door before walking over to her.

For a few minutes, she was cowering against the headboard, but once she realized I wasn’t there to hurt her, she crawled seductively over to me. As she was about to lower the zipper of my jeans, I stopped her. I couldn’t f*ck her. She looked so innocent and scared. She wasn’t there willingly, and that made my blood boil. I sat down on the bed with her, and she looked at me confused.

“I’m not going to f*ck you, don’t worry,” I said quietly.

“Why not? You paid for it,” she replied as quietly as me.

“Because you don’t want it. I’m not going to force myself onto you. That’s not what I paid for.” I looked at her and she sighed in relief.

“Are you going to tell the guard or ask for your money back?” She’s back to sounding worried.

“No, don’t worry. I won’t tell on you.”

“Thank you.” She smiled shyly.

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Nancy, and you?”

“I’m Callum.”

“I wish I could say it’s nice to meet you, Callum.” She sighed.

“How long have you been doing this?”

“Way too long.”

“I take it you never wanted to be a part of this?”

“You got that right.”

“What happened to you?” I looked her over. She still looked scared, but her body was much more relaxed as if she knew I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.

“It’s a long story.”

“We’ve got all night, baby.” I chuckled and made myself comfortable on her bed, lying down, crossing my hands behind my head.

“Are you for real?” She glared at me. I’m not sure if it’s because I was taking up most of the bed or because I actually wanted to hear her story.

“Yes, I’m for real. Come on, lie back, relax, and tell Callum.” I waggled my eyebrows, teasing her. I hoped she wouldn’t think wrong of my offer to lie back and relax. I really just wanted to get to know her and for her to have a stress-free night. I don’t know why I wanted to know her so badly, I don’t care about anybody else but me, today was different.

“You try anything, I’ll scream,” she threatened and laid next to me.

“If you scream they’ll know you haven’t done your job, and they won’t be happy with you.”

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