Sage stared at her. "You're f*****g sick."
"I've been called worse."
"I swear to God, Vivienne, if you hurt Harper—"
"What are you going to do?"
Vivienne laughed. "You'll tell Declan to give me my patch back. You'll stay away from the men. And you'll keep your mouth shut."
Sage's hands trembled. "You're threatening my best friend to get a fucki.ng patch?"
"Not just the patch." Vivienne's eyes glittered.
"I want my place back."
"You lost your place because of your own actions."
"Then I'll take yours."
Sage's breathing became uneven. "You think getting me thrown out will make them love you?"
Vivienne's expression twisted. "I don't need them to love me. I need you and your friend, gone."
Sage shook her head. "You'll never have what I have."
Vivienne's face tightened.
Sage stared
