Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 92

Blythe’s P.O.V.

“Take him home?” I asked.

“Yes, this is his last fight,” Karma told me.

I knew that. I just heard it. Right before Ozias declared that he was going to marry me.

I looked at Karma again and opened my mouth, but the words died in my throat. What I wanted to ask was how any of them planned to marry me when I was still married to Sean? But I didn’t want to say his name or bring him up. It would make me word–vomit right now. And now is not the time to spill the beans on everything. It’s supposed to be date night, and now… Now Ozias is so close.

“Blythe… the fight is gonna start in a few minutes, but I want to ask you somethin‘,” Karma said as he took a step closer to me.

“Okay,” I whispered.

“When Ozias left… I know things were changin‘ a lot with Angie and Tusk gettin‘ married and you movin‘ on the property, but… We got you a phone… Why didn’t you and Ozias ever talk?” he asked me. I frowned at him, feeling my defenses already coming up. “I’m not blamin‘ for anythin‘, Spark,” he added gently. “I want to know your side.”

I gave him a look before letting out a breath.

“He never contacted me,” I mumbled as I crossed my arms and stared at the floor. “I never got a letter, a call, a text, no social media anything… And…” I trailed off as my eyes flickered to Havoc for just a moment. “And Everly told me that he didn’t want to talk to me. That he told me he would reach out because he felt bad for me but never even saw me as a friend, just… a burden. Someone he felt sorry for. She said that she overheard him telling you guys that one day. After not hearing from him, I just thought it was true.”

Karma stared at me for a moment, the silence thick in the room.

“What the fu.ck,” Havoc was the first to break the silence. “That’s-”

“I think we should let him explain,” Karma cut him off.

“But she thinks-”

“And she only has to wait a little while longer to find out the truth,” Karma cut Havoc off again.

“Fine, but when we get back, I’m dealing with Everly,” he practically spat.

He probably wants to help his twin as much as possible because he doesn’t believe me.

“Just make sure you do what’s right, Havoc,” Karma stated.

“What’s right?” Havoc scoffed, confusing me more.

I looked between all of them before settling on Karma.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“As you can probably guess… Everly lied, Spark,” he said. “And that’s all I’m tellin‘ have to talk to Ozias yourself.”

I swallowed passed the lump in my throat. I wanted to ask more. I wanted to say more. But suddenly, the lights dimmed and the speakers in the room crackled.

“Ladies and gentlemen welcome!!!!” A male’s voice shouted, and the crowd went wild.

I moved closer to the glass and peered out at the area. There was a man in a black suit with a microphone on stage. He looked well put together and flashy. Perfect for an announcer I guess.

“Here to defend his title is the Russian Menace… Ivan Popov!!!” the announcer said, and the crowd went wild again.

A spotlight splayed on the left side behind the ring. After a short moment of people cheering and screaming, a man came out running. He was in a pair of red shorts with some logos on them and a matching jacket with nothing underneath. He smiled and waved at the crowd, putting on a show as he made his way to the ring. His coach was there waiting, and they chatted off to the side as the announcer gave us random facts about Ivan.

“And here to try to take home the title for himself… the rookie who hasn’t lost a single match… the man who most fighters fear themselves… The Silver Dragon!!!!”

The crowd went absolutely insane. Way more cheers and screams from the fans than Ivan had. But all I could focus on was his freaking stage name.

“The Silver Dragon?” I asked, not looking away from the spotlight that’s now on the right side behind the ring.

“Did you think he wasn’t going to go with the name you gave him?” CG asked with a small laugh.

“Dragon is also his road name,” Karma told me.

“I have got to get that story from you later,” I told them.

“We’ve been waiting for you to ask how we got our names, Shorty,” Psy.cho teased me gently.

Suddenly, Dragon burst out. He beamed at the crowd and waved at everyone. Dragon put on a show too, but his was classier. And se.xier. And holy sh.it, he looks even bigger down there

than on the TV screen.

“I’m not going to like this, am I?” I murmured as they all prepared to start the fight.

“Dragon is really skilled, babe, don’t worry,” CG told me.

“He got hit pretty bad at that one fight,” Havoc muttered.

“What?” I shot out. “Is he okay to fight?”

Who the heck is this guy?

“Luca,” Karma greeted him.

“Hey Luca,” CG said.

“My man,” Psy.cho said. “Coming back to the clubhouse to party with us?”

Luca chuckled as he nodded to all of them.

“Maybe, we’ll see,” he said before his eyes landed on me. “You must be Blythe. I see why they all like you so much.”

I nodded, but didn’t offer anything else.

“She’s shy,” Karma said as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side.

“Right,” Luca muttered with a nod. “I came to keep you company until they’re all done. Would you like to come to my personal VIP room?”

“Will there be chicks?” Psy.cho asked.

My head whipped in his direction and I glared at him.

“Do you want to die!?” I blurted. My eyes widened, and my face flamed instantly. I can’t believe I just said that. Oh my god…

Psy.cho raised an amused brow at me before looking at Luca for an answer.

“Uh… there wasn’t going to be,” Luca replied awkwardly.

“Great, then we can go,” Psy.cho said. “Had to make sure no girls were gonna be all over me. I might get my nuts fu.cking clipped if another female touched me.” He threw me a wink as he started to follow Luca. I stuck my tongue at him, rolling my eyes.

“God, you’re fu.cking se.xy when you’re jealous,” CG said as he walked past me, throwing me a wink like Psy.cho did.

CG and Havoc followed behind Psy.cho. They were all chatting about cr.ap I didn’t know. I followed them out of the room with Karma right behind me. Before I made it more than a step in their direction, Karma grabbed my arm and spun me around to face them.

“You and I are sneakin‘ off,” he told me, smiling.

“Oh?” I asked. “To where?”

“Come on,” he said. “Let me show you.”