Chapter 53

Murphy POV

I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of my cut with the leather jacket bearing the insignia of the Dead Revenants biker gang. My mind was still brooding over the encounter at the restaurant earlier.

Myles’ fucking smug face, his calm fucking demeanor, that goddamn arrogance—it burned in my chest the more I thought about all of it. That bastard thought he was untouchable. But he’d learn soon enough. Pain was a great teacher, and it seemed he wanted it.

A soft moan from the bed pulled me from my thoughts. I glanced over my shoulder to see Victoria sprawled across the sheets with her naked body glistening from our earlier fuck.

She was older than most women I bedded, but probably my very best fuck buddy. She was a proper milf, married to some corporate idiot who probably treated her like an afterthought. But I? I made sure she felt every fucking inch of what she’d been missing.

“Leaving already?” she purred as she stretche