I watch my husband Sin balls deep in some MC club hooker.

Club brother's moved out of the way because they knew, I was about to wreck.

His brother Mix tried to grab me but I jerked away and cocked my fist back, and hit Sin on the side of the head knocking him out cold.

Oh but I wasn't done yet lifting my,booted foot up I smashed it into his face hearing his nose break.

This hooker that I now recognized as my freaking aunt Tessa.

Caught it the worst yanking her by the hair and smashing her face repeatedly into my knee.

Until I felt arms pulling me away from the both of them.

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My name is Nataliha Ava Hernandez, my life changed forever for the worst, on May 10, 2016, at 8:59 p.m. My mother was tragically taken by a robber's bullet.

She was out buying my newborn sister Sofia milk when a man held her at gunpoint for eight dollars and five-cent. I can't tell you much after that because everything the police said after, she was dead was never heard.

The police handed her personal belongings, over to me and said sorry for my loss. I clutched her things to my dirty scrubs

and cried. I cried for my siblings and myself because momma is gone. Once the police left my mind kicked back into gear, everything would fall on my shoulders, because my mother's sister Tessa was a biker hooker.

She didn't care about anyone but her self, and the next shaft she could swallow. Once child services found that out my siblings would be put, in the system. That definitely was not going to happen. I knew my mother had money in an account she likes to call emergency cash.

Sherry my manager came up to me and placed her hand on my shoulder and said.

" Doll if you need me, for anything, I'm only a call away. Ya hear me, now go get your brother and sister."

"Thanks, Sherry."

I grabbed my things and rushed out to my car. It was the only thing my lowlife father left, me other than my 15-year-old brother Nazco Arran Hernandez. He stayed with Sofia while mom and I worked at night.

Sofia's dad is in prison for a triple murder, he doesn't even know about her. I pulled into our driveway to see a motorcycle, meaning my aunt was here with one of the bikers she hangs around.

Turning the engine off I sat To collect and prepare, for the devastating news that had to be, delivered to my brother. Walking up to my front door I felt my heartbreak with each step. When the door was ripped open and Sinister appeared in front of me.His eyes roamed my covered body and a smirk appeared on his face before he spoke.

"Nat you sure are filling out just right. I can't wait to be with you again."

"You will never have me again, Sinister. Now leave my house immediately." I spoke each word slowly and with as much anger as I could muster up. The despicable man chuckled and said.

"Oh baby you turn twenty in three days. I'm making a request for you, and you will be mine, and when that happens..."

I got close to him and said. "It will never happen. I will never be part of this club's games." He laughed loudly before his next words filled me with dread.

"That's funny because last time I checked, you came from this club background. Oh correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't your baby sister Phaze's child?"

I had no response because what he said was true. My mom used to be part of the club, and my dad was a member. Psycho is my father's name, and he was a troubled man. We haven't seen him in years since he became a wanderer.

Sinister wasn't done with his rant either. I hated how he could read me so easily. I glared at him and said.

"I don't know what you think is going to happen, but I won't be part of it. No one from this club will ever have me."

"So whatever you're thinking is wrong, and besides, you've been with my aunt, and she's not a good person."

"Nat Nat you are mistaken if you think you won't be with me. You're lucky I haven't claimed you already."

"You know the rules. Your parents gave up your choices when you were born."

He kised my cheek before he left to climb on his bike and drive off. I hated the situation I was born into. My mom was a beautiful woman from a mixed - race family. Her mother was Puerto Rican and her father Italian, and my father took an interest in her right away.

My father is Irish and was one of the original members of this club. He used to be an important figure. That all changed when he started using drugs and became more dangerous. My father got his reputation in very bad ways.

As soon as I walked inside the house, my aunt jumped in front of me asking why my mother wasn't back yet.

Taking a deep breath, I said.

"Tessa, she's dead."

She hit me hard across the face, so hard I could taste blood. Tessa was about to hit me again, and I grabbed her hand and pushed her back before I punched her.

"Tessa, I have enough to deal with. I don't need your trouble.

So whatever is going on in your messed - up mind, deal with it somewhere else."

"Well, aren't you something? I didn't have these kids, so I'm not taking care of them."

"I guess you'll have to step up now, because I'm not, so you better figure it out, you rude woman."

I couldn't control my reaction. The next thing I did was tackle her to the floor and repeatedly hit her face. Until I heard her nose break, I stood up and looked at her with disdain. The sound of motorcycles told me that the club knew about my mother and was coming here.

Nazco heard them and came rushing down the stairs, a baby monitor in his hand. He looked from our aunt to me. Waiting for an explanation as to why I had knocked her out.

"Naz, I'm going to be honest with you. Mom was killed tonight getting milk for Sofia. The woman on the floor thought it was okay to talk badly about her."

Nazco didn't cry. He just stepped over our aunt and hugged me, and I cried again. We stayed like that for a while before he spoke.

"I know she was our mom, but you are more of a mother to Sofia and me than she was."

"I know Naz. It's going to be tough for a while, but we won't be like our parents, that's a promise."

Just then, lights flashed in our windows, letting us know that the club was here. Boots thumped on the steps and then there was a knock.

I walked to the door and opened it to see Cage, my father's brother. The rest of the club was behind him. Cage looked past me to see Nazco, then my aunt lying on the floor.

"What happened to Tessa?"

"I dealt with her. Why are you here, Cage?"

"Well, little Nat, we heard about your mom. Can we come in to talk? There's a lot to discuss."

I looked back at Nazco to see if he was ready for this. He nodded his head. Opening the door wider, the club entered my house, all stepping over Tessa. Some even made comments under their breath. Once everyone was inside, I walked over to the living room. There was nowhere to sit with all the guys taking up space. Sinister saw this and gestured for me to sit on his lap. I rolled my eyes and ignored him, and he just smirked.

"Now I know you kids just got some bad news, but your mom was family, and we take care of our own."

"You and Nazco are my family and..."

He was cut off by the baby monitor. Sofia was crying. Naz said.

"I'll get her, Nat. You handle this so you can rest."

Cage watched him leave before he spoke again. "That baby is Phaze's kid, right?"

I didn't say anything about Sofia, so he just sighed, realizing he wasn't going to get an answer. I knew what he was going to say. I'd heard it before.

"Look, Cage, my mom didn't want a traditional burial, so she'll be cremated as she requested, and I can handle the cost."

"You know I can't let you pay for everything, Nat. That's club law, my dear niece."

"The club will pay for transporting her body from the town morgue to the funeral home,

And for the arrangements."

I just nodded. There was no point in arguing when I could save that money for my siblings and me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sinister nod in my direction. He was asking my uncle for permission to be with me.

My uncle noticed my expression and then spoke.

"Nat, we'll talk more later, but for tonight, rest."

With that, he stood up to leave but then stopped beside me and motioned to my aunt on the floor.

"You really are like your father. Try not to hurt her too much. She means well, in her own way."

"If she causes more trouble, I'll make sure she can't do anything."

My uncle laughed and said.

"Definitely your father's child. Sinister, you and Nat need to talk, just talk. Don't touch her."

"Or there will be consequences."

I watched as my uncle left, and the club followed him, all except Sinister. I leaned against the door frame waiting for him to speak. He motioned for me to sit, but I didn't.

He pressed his lips together and nodded.

"Say what you have to say and leave, Sin."

"I'm making my request tonight. I thought you should know. I'm not waiting any longer."

"I came here tonight to talk to your mom, but your aunt opened the door. Now, I didn't do anything with her. I wouldn't be with her for anything."

"But hear me, Nat. Our parents had this planned, and I will make sure it happens."

After that, he stood up and left. I slammed the door and slid down to the floor and cried. My life had just changed so much in such a short time.