Rex by Autumn Summers

He’s a life long drug dealer. She’s a regular customer who belongs to a rival Motorcycle Club. He rescues her from an abusive biker, she robs him, she overdoes, but will that change him?

Rex:
I keep it strictly business, I have no time for anyone’s personal drama.
Take the bag, give me my money.
I don’t know why I’m helping this girl, not like this the first time I’ve seen a biker beat on his old lady.
She’s a customer of mine, but I doubt it would have hurt my pocket if I just stood by and watched.
As a matter of fact, she’ll probably come to me for a bag as soon as she’s done taking the beating.
But, here I am with a rival biker’s old lady overdosing in my bed.
What the hell am I thinking?

Dani:
This is sure not the first time I’m getting punched in the face, and probably not the last.
I’m dazed, and all I can think of is getting my next hit and feeling this pain fade away.
When I come too, I see him, the one that can give me a hit, but he denies me my hit.
Instead he takes me back to his club, the minute he leaves me alone, I find some dope and take a hit.
I almost die.
I’m tired of this junkie life, but will my dealer help me turn it around?