Harley: The Outlaw Chronicles novel Chapter 7

Alexander's Point of View

** The Day Before **

I stood and watched while Jemma took Jackson with her back to the office. I couldn't believe it. As soon as I saw her, I thought she looked familiar. The spitting image of her mother. The fact she was Ron's secret daughter was just a cherry on top of the pile of shit.

"What do you make of that?'' Harry came up to me. I just shrugged.

" What, you telling me you didn't know about that?'' Tommy asked, just as surprised and as confused as the rest of us.

"Not a fucking clue, brother''. They walked off, back to the others and after a few seconds, I followed. I'll have to talk to Ron alone when he comes out. See what the fuck all that was about. We headed inside the clubhouse and I went behind the bar to grab some whiskey. I thought all that shit was in the past, clearly fucking not.

" Gonna pour the rest of us one of those, brother?'' I slid the bottle over to Tommy and turned my back to the others.

Fuck sake! I buried this shit!

I downed my drink, slammed the glass on the bar, ignoring my friend's protests, and walked back out. I needed to talk to Ron. Now. Luckily, he was walking out of the office as I came out of the club. I saw his smile drop instantly, as soon as he saw me. He knew what this was about.

He held his hands up in defence as he approached.

"What the fuck, Ron?! Who is she and why is she here?!'' He sighed and shook his head.

" Jesus Christ, Look, I was going to tell you, I just didn't have time''. Seriously? That's his excuse?!

"Didn't have time? She's in PTV! That doesn't just happen overnight, How long have you known?" He looked down, not even able to make eye

contact with me

"She contacted me a few months ago".

"Months?! Jesus Christ. You've betrayed me all over again, you realise that?!'' He nodded. " The second she contacted you, you should have told me! "

" To be honest Alex, it's not really any of your business ". I examined his face, he was deadly serious.

" You had a child with my wife, Ron. when that kid turns up on our doorstep, it becomes my business! All I'm saying is a simple heads up would have been nice! ".

" Ok, ok, I get it. Look, I'm sorry, Ok. Our history is just that, history. Leave it where it is''. I hated the fact he thought he had the upper hand and the right to give me orders, in this situation... there was nothing I could do. I just stayed quiet. He patted my shoulder as he walked past me and headed into the clubhouse.

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