She’d scared the shit out of us again but had somehow put the horsemen on their knees for her. I had the most confusing hard-on because of it. On one hand, I’d been terrified. The thought of her getting hurt had made me physically ill and unhinged, willing to blow the fucking club up just to level the playing field. On the other hand, seeing her standing there with some of the most powerful men in our world on their knees out of fear, and probably even a bit of respect, did something to my insides.
