Chapter Seven: Brother's Betrayal

The explosion’s dust still hung thick in the air as Rogue pushed himself to his feet, blood dripping from the gash on his head. His eyes locked on the man who just called him “brother.” “Kane…” Rogue’s voice was raw, disbelieving. “You’re supposed to be dead.” Kane smirked, stepping forward with the confidence of a man who owned death itself. Taller than Rogue, colder blue eyes, and the same ruthless jawline. His cut carried a different patch now — a lone wolf with blood-red eyes. “Missed you too, little brother. Looks like you’ve been busy claiming curvy prizes.” Aria’s heart pounded as she shielded Emma behind her. The girl was trembling, but alive. Viper and his remaining Reapers looked just as shocked as everyone else. Viper recovered first, raising his gun. “This doesn’t concern you, Kane. The girl is ours.” Kane laughed low and dangerous. “Everything concerns me now.” In one fluid motion, his men opened fire. The warehouse turned into hell again — bullets ricocheting, men screaming, bodies dropping. Rogue grabbed Aria and Emma, shoving them behind a stack of crates. “Stay down!” He kissed Aria hard and fast, tasting blood and desperation. “I’m not losing you. Not to him. Not to anyone.” Before she could answer, Rogue charged back into the fight. He moved like a demon, taking down two Reapers with brutal efficiency. Kane fought beside him — almost too perfectly, like they’d never stopped being brothers. In minutes, the remaining Reapers were dead or fleeing. Viper tried to run, but Kane put a bullet in his knee, then Rogue finished him with a point-blank shot to the head. Silence fell, broken only by heavy breathing. Rogue turned to Kane, gun still raised. “Why are you here?” Kane holstered his weapon and smiled. “Heard you had a new queen. Word travels. I came to see if my little brother finally found something worth fighting for.” His cold eyes slid to Aria, lingering on her curves. “And damn… she’s worth it.” Aria felt a chill. There was hunger in that look — the same possessive hunger as Rogue’s, but darker. Rogue stepped between them. “She’s mine, Kane. Touch her and I’ll kill you myself.” Kane chuckled. “Relax. Family shares, right? That’s how the old club did it.” He looked at Aria again. “Though I wouldn’t mind a taste of that sweet body after saving it.” Rogue’s fist flew. Kane dodged, laughing as the two brothers circled each other. “Enough!” Aria shouted, stepping forward despite Emma clutching her arm. “My sister is safe. That’s all that matters right now.” Kane’s gaze softened a fraction as he looked at her. “Brave little queen. No wonder my brother’s gone soft.” Rogue grabbed Aria’s hand and pulled her close, his big palm possessively cupping her ass in front of everyone. “We’re leaving. Now.” Back at the clubhouse, the mood was tense but victorious. Rogue took Aria straight to his room while his men watched Emma. The door slammed shut. He didn’t speak. He just stripped her roughly and pushed her against the wall, kissing her like a man drowning. His hands roamed her full breasts, squeezing hard, thumbs circling her n*****s until she moaned. “Rogue…” she gasped. “I need you,” he growled, voice thick. “Need to remind myself you’re still mine after all this shit.” He dropped to his knees, spreading her thick thighs and devouring her p***y with raw hunger. His tongue f****d her deep while two fingers curled inside her, hitting that perfect spot over and over. Aria cried out, hands fisting his hair as she came hard, juices coating his face. Rogue stood, freed his massive c**k, and lifted her. “Wrap your legs around me.” He slammed into her in one brutal thrust, pinning her to the wall. The angle was deep, almost too much. He f****d her like he was punishing the world — hard, fast, possessive strokes that made her full breasts bounce against his chest. “Say you’re mine,” he demanded, biting her neck. “I’m yours, Rogue! Only yours!” she screamed as another orgasm ripped through her. He roared and filled her with hot c*m, holding her tight as they both shook. They collapsed onto the bed, tangled and breathing hard. Rogue stroked her hair, suddenly gentle. “I meant what I said earlier. I love you, Aria.” She kissed his chest. “I love you too.” But peace never lasted. A knock sounded. One of the trusted men spoke through the door. “Prez… Kane wants to talk. Alone. He says he has information about who really sent Tank to betray you… and it goes higher than the Reapers.” Rogue tensed. Aria felt the shift in his body. He kissed her forehead. “Stay here with Emma. Lock the door.” As he dressed and left, Aria couldn’t shake the feeling that Kane’s return wasn’t a rescue. It was the beginning of something far more dangerous.