Avery The interior was dark, candlelight flickering in the centre of each table. I didn’t know how Ruin had found this place but I was glad he had. It screamed romance and the smell of food was making my mouth water. He had done so well, better than I ever expected.The only thing that spoilt it was the fact he kept bringing up commitment. Of me being his old lady. It wasn’t even that I didn’t want to.I was so in love with him, he would probably run screaming if he ever realised how much. It wasn’t even the commitment. In my head, we were in a committed relationship. No, it was the underlying fear that he would leave me. That this thing between us was going to just be a moment for him. I was waiting for the day that Ruin got sick of my insecurities when he realised that committing to a woman with a kid, even if the kid was his. Wasn’t what he wanted.I wouldn’t be able to deal with that day if I jumped in with both feet. I wouldn’t be able to protect my heart. Or Parker’s.The mo
RuinYes, I had pulled us on to a small side road but I hadn’t pulled over so we could do the thing I could see she wanted to do. It was in the sudden light that danced in her eyes. Kissing her nose, I took a step back only to find her body clinging to mine. Avery reached up, pulling my head down to hers. But she didn’t kiss me instead there was a flash of white as she smiled in the darkness. Yeah, I knew what she had in mind. Her eyes scanned the trees around us. Distantly I could hear the sound of traffic but there was nothing on this road.No cars, no people. No one but me and her. “We’re all alone here Ruin.”Yes, we were, reaching around her I let my hands drop to her ass. I lifted her, my hands full of her round ass cheeks. My lips brushed against hers. “What do you have in mind?” I already knew what she had in mind, but I wanted her to say it. I loved it when she asked me to fuck her. When she begged me so sweetly. “I want you.” She said simply. Inside my chest, something
AverySomething was up with pretty much every single person I classed as a friend. Wicked was acting like a bear with a sore head, and Truth looked shifty as all hell. The only person who seemed to be acting himself was Fender. And as his usual self was a total asshole that wasn’t saying anything.Having grown up in the club I had seen more than my fair share of what went on at these parties. But not even my dad, the old president of the Aces would have done what Fender was currently doing. At least I was pretty sure he wouldn’t. Part of me felt sorry for the girl. For all of her bravado, she had no idea what she was getting herself into with Fender. He would chew her up and spit her out a broken woman. Still, it wasn’t her that I felt I had to look after right now. It was Ruin. Having gotten his sister out of the bar and away from the shit show that was currently happening he hadn’t said a word.He just sat there. His face stony. Tracing circles just above my knee. He was trying t
RuinI didn’t know who the hell would be firing off a weapon here tonight of all nights. But I didn’t have long to find out. I skidded to a halt. My feet just inches away from the pool of blood that was rapidly spreading on the floor. It had been seconds, just seconds since I had heard the shot. And yet that blood pool seemed unusually big.I looked at it without really seeing it. Death wasn’t a new thing for me. I had seen more than my fair share but this was different. This was….My eyes rose, and Gems face swam into view. She looked ashen, her mouth open as scream after scream erupted from her mouth. It was a screeching sound, one that grated on my last nerve. Opening my mouth to tell her to shut up, I shut it again with a snap. “Oh Ruin.” Avery was behind me. I could tell without turning. She had followed me even though I had told her to stay where she was. And still, I couldn’t move.It was like I was in some sort of trap. I knew what I should be doing. I just couldn’t do it.
WickedThere was blood on the floor. A deep sticky red pool that had congealed to a tacky mess. It was the blood of a man I knew well. The father of my best friend. And it was strange to see it. I wasn’t a stranger to death and violence but to see our presidents blood and grey matter on the floor hit me hard.It wasn’t that I was surprised that someone had shot him to death. We all knew the chances of us dying old in bed with our grandbabies around us was just a pipe dream. Violence was part of our way of life. Fender knew the risk. The same as we all did. No, it wasn’t that. It was the fact that someone had come into our midst tonight of all nights. When our women were here, when the club was celebrating and executed him.I hadn’t seen the body but I already knew that he hadn’t seen it coming. No one had. No one had a clue who or even why our club president had been put down like a dog.But we would find out. And then there would be war.I didn’t believe for one minute that Gemma
Chelsea For one whole minute when my eyes opened I was totally oblivious to everything that, had happened the night before. I actually smiled. And that’s when it hit me. My father was dead. Like a freight train, it overcame me, a sob tearing its way out of my lips. My father was dead and I had forgotten. I had woken up and smiled because I was in a bed that smelt of Wicked. What kind of daughter did that make me? What kind of lousy ass daughter?“Chelsea?” Avery was there. Her hair sticking up in every direction as she skidded to a halt in the doorway. She looked like hell. Which was probably exactly how I looked as well. “What happened?” Her eyes were wild as they swept around the room. It was like she was expecting some kind of danger. “Nothing…” I was sobbing too hard to talk properly. “I just forgot… Avery I forgot.” A great hiccuping sob ripped from me. “Oh, Chels.” She crossed the room in an instant. Wrapping her arms around me so she could pull my head into her shoulder.
WickedI was a fucking tool. Every time I told myself that I wouldn’t touch her. I ended up kissing her.She was like crack and I was addicted. I just couldn’t keep my fucking hands off of her. Even now when she had just lost her dad, I hadn’t been able to resist. If Ruin hadn't arrived god knows what would have happened. No not god knows. Because I did know. I would have touched her, made her coo and moan and forget her troubles for a little while. I would have allowed myself to do that to her when I should know better because I was fucking addicted to her.Maybe it was because I couldn’t have her. Maybe that’s why I wanted her so badly? I had never been good at being told no.But what I had said to her was the truth. One of us needed to stop this before it got out of hand. Before she got hurt.I just wasn’t sure if I was strong enough. If Ruin and the club hadn’t needed me, I would have taken off. Gone to visit with my brothers in another chapter maybe. Anything to put some miles
ChelseaRuin did his best to shield me from everything that was going on just like my dad had always done but as the day of Fenders funeral approached I knew he wouldn’t be able to for much longer. The police were always hovering about. Asking questions, taking statements. They had even questioned me. Much to Ruins dismay. He would have kicked off and gotten himself arrested if Cali hadn’t stepped in. The police hadn’t been happy about that. I was an adult, and just giving a statement. Why did I need a solicitor with me?Cali had been spectacular. Almost icy in her calmness and they soon stopped asking her to leave. I knew they were just doing their jobs. I completely understood that but I didn’t hold out much hope that they would find the person who pulled the trigger. I doubted they would even try very hard. We were bikers. Living in the grey area between what was right and wrong. Hell, most of the club had bypassed grey and gone straight to black. Or maybe red. Red was the colour
Gent“Baby.” I stared down at her face as she blinked her eyes awake, confusion making them cloudy.I had sat by her bedside for hours, worrying and not able to do anything but wait. The doctors said she was okay, that her burns were just superficial but I couldn’t help but worry.“Baby, it’s ok.” I smoothed back her frizzy hair. The usual silky strands were singed. She would have to have it all cut off, but it was a small price to pay.Panic ripped across her face as she struggled to sit upright, her eyes wild.“Bobby...”Gently, I forced her back against the pillows. My touch was light, but she hissed in pain anyway. “Gem, look at me. Bobby is safe. Parker got him out.” She visibly relaxed, all the fight leaving her as she relaxed back. Tears sprung up in her eyes. “Thank god. He’s a good boy. Brave. Even when Young….” She trailed off. Her bottom lip started to tremble. “Young Blood?”“Dead. You don’t have to worry about him anymore. You and Bobby are safe.” I wanted her to believe
GentMy hand raised to those behind me as a lanky figure detached itself from the looming industrial buildings flanking the road that surrounded the gates of the Black Aces compound.Parker was hunkered down, with something clutched in his arms. My heart stuttered to a stop as he looked up at me with wide, terrified eyes. Stepping away from the body at my feet, I rushed over to him. “Parker.” I reached for the baby in his arms, and he shied away like I was a threat. I let my hand fall to my side as Ruin came up. His face troubled.“Hey, son, it’s ok. You're safe now.”Finally, recognition flickered to life in Parker’s eyes. “Ruin?”Ruin folded the boy into his arms. “Right here, Parker. Right here. You’re safe now, I promise. Give the baby to his dad. Are you hurt?” Ruin was talking in a rush of words. But somehow, Parker understood them. Bobby was passed over to me, and I wasted no time in checking over his tiny frame. He looked unharmed, but I was still going to make Young Blood h
GemmaThe sound of a gunshot echoed from the darkness, making me jump. In my arms, Bobby let out a wail. I clutched him closer to my chest. My hands reached up to cover his tiny little ears.“It’s ok, it’s ok.” I wasn’t sure who I was speaking to. Him or me. But it was a mantra I kept mumbling in the back of Young Blood’s car.I had expected him to take us out of town and fast when he forced us from my tiny flat. So it was a surprise when he pulled up in front of the Black Aces compound.The man on the gate, someone I didn’t recognise, had seen the cut on Young Blood’s back and waved him forward with a friendly smile. Just one brother welcoming another. He didn’t see the gun until too late. Young Blood shot him without warning. There was no other sound but that loud boom. It echoed in the empty road. But it gave me hope. Surely someone in the clubhouse would have heard it. They would have realised that something was happening and they would be ready. They would help Bobby and me. “
GentSome son of a bitch had set fire to my shop. There was no way it was an accident. The smell of the accelerant was strong even after the fire department had doused the flames. Someone had purposely set fire to my livelihood. The business I had spent years growing. All those memories were gone. And it was my only source of legit income. Income I needed to support my family.Gemma and Bobby were my family. She would be worried about me. I had told her that I would check in as soon as I knew what was going on. With everything going on, I hadn’t managed to text her.Pulling my phone from my pocket, I frowned down at the screen.She hadn’t replied to any of my earlier messages. She hadn’t even opened them. A niggling unease settled in the pit of my stomach. There was no reason for it, but I couldn’t deny it.“You have insurance, don’t you?” Truth had obviously misunderstood the look on my face. “Yeah, of course.” “Then why do you suddenly look constipated?” As usual, nothing much g
Gent“Fuck.” Gent moved quickly. Using his much wider body to shield me from view. Not that it mattered now, they had all seen. We must have been so engrossed in each other that we hadn’t even heard them arrive, let alone knock on the door and make their way into the garden when we didn’t answer. “Get dressed.” His fingers closed my blouse over my naked chests. It didn’t seem to matter to him that his jeans were around his ankles and his bare ass on display. Gent thought about me first. Just like a gentleman. His lips brushed over mine, and for a second, I forgot the audience we had in the garden as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Someone outside wolf-whistled loudly, and I ducked my head into his chest as he laughed. “Dressed, Gem.”He stood there as I righted my clothes, his eyes never leaving me. And it was only when I had pulled my panties into place under my skirt that he finally turned. “You guys are assholes.” With a sigh, he unlocked the kitchen door. Letting them all f
GemmaI now knew why they called him Gentleman, and it had nothing to do with his almost old fashioned respect for women. Although I was pretty sure that had a lot to do with it.No, Gentleman was called Gentleman because he always made a woman cum, numerous times in my case. “You look lost in thought?”His voice made me jump. Turning in my seat, I let my eyes drift over him. His dark hair was still wet from the shower, his jeans gaping, but it was the bare chest that made my mouth water. I continued to stare at him. What was it about a shirtless man holding a baby that made my ovaries ache?Gent’s smile grew. It was like he could read my thoughts. “See something you like?”I nodded eagerly. “A shirtless man holding a baby? What’s not to like?”“So it could be any man? As long as he was shirtless and holding a baby?” One dark eyebrow wiggled suggestively. Laughing, I tilted my chin. I tried to hide my teasing smile from him. “I think I like you the best, though.”Gent stalked towar
Gent Gemma tried to hide it. But she was afraid. It wasn’t that she said anything out loud. She didn’t need to. After living with her for so long, I knew that look on her face. When Gemma got frightened, she got fidgety and quiet. And I fucking hated it.Hated that she was scared again. This shit was meant to be over. I had promised her it would be over if we came home. Fucking Young Blood had played us all. Acted like a friend and a brother so he could betray us, and he had made me out to be a liar.I had promised her she would be safe.Shaking my head, I cocked my head to the side. Listening to the quiet sound of Gem singing Bobby to sleep. She couldn’t hold a tune to save her life, but she always did it. “Gem?” Silently I padded to her bedroom. I knew she would be over Bobby’s cot. She would be finishing her song even if the lad was asleep. It was just what she did. Slowly she turned, a small uncertain smile playing over her lips. “Hi.” She whispered. “He’s asleep.” She said i
GemHe had proposed.With his dick in my mouth, he had bloody proposed. Like I would take him seriously asking at such a moment. Not that I would take him seriously anyway.It was much too soon for that. Even if we had been living together as friends for a year. It wasn’t like it had been anything but a platonic relationship. We were growing closer, and I had feelings for him, but that didn’t mean we should run away and tie the knot. I had a sneaky suspicion it had more to do with the fact that all of his friends were settling down rather than him wanting to spend his life with me.Glancing at him from beneath the curtain of my hair as I wiped down one of the dusty sides in what used to be his tattoo parlour, I studied his face. He was frowning down at something in his hands. Like the wad of crumpled up paper, he was holding held bad news.“Everything ok?” It seemed like an eternity until he smiled at me. A beautiful flash of white against the dark whiskers on his cheeks. “Yeah, ev
Gent“So you and Gem?” Ruin was trying hard to sound casual. Trying and failing. Slowly I turned to him. “What do you mean?” I knew exactly what he meant. He was worried about me sliding into the role of daddy to his half brother. He also seemed to have forgotten that I was the one who had watched Bobby come into this world. “Rumour has it you two are a couple.” There was no hesitation in his voice this time. “That you have moved in with her.”Moved in? I frowned. Sure, I had spent every night there with her body against mine, driving me insane. But seeing as she wouldn’t let me do anything but kiss her, I wasn’t sure if I could say we were a couple. I wanted to take things to the next level. And she was dragging her heels. Something was holding her back. I just didn’t know what it was. “I stay there sometimes.” I sipped my beer non committedly. Truth was, I didn’t even want it. “That’s all.” None of this was any of their business. It was none of the club’s business what went on b