Fender Valentine’s Day was by far the worst day of the year. All those loved up couples. All that fake romance and phoney sentiments. What was worse was that more and more of the younger club members were pairing off, settling down. Making fucking fools of themselves over women and ruining their damn lives.My own son had started it by chasing after a woman he should have known to leave well enough alone. Sure Avery was the mother of his kid but what did that actually matter in this day and age?Hell, I probably had a dozen kids scattered around that I didn’t even know about. But no my son was all about his new family life. And Avery was taking him for a ride. I could tell. Not that Ruin would ever listen to me about it. When it came to her he had blinkers on. She was the only thing he saw.And then there was Truth. At least Cali was useful to the club. But she was still a woman who had one of my most trusted riders wrapped around her little finger. All of them were damn fools. W
Blair“You look flipping fantastic.” I linked my arms through that of my best friends as she leads us towards the non-descript, a run down bar in the middle of an equally run down street. My brother Bennet bringing up the rear. Like an overgrown wanna be bodyguard.Not that he had a chance against men like Chelsea’s dad. Now that was a man who knew how to handle himself. It seeped out of his pores. The pure masculine toxicity of him. And he wasn’t bad looking for an old guy either.I had been with worse. Hell, I had daddy issues and everyone knew it. But what could I say, I liked that Chelsea’s dad liked what he saw when he looked at me.He hadn’t exactly been subtle about it. I liked it when they lusted after me. When they kept looking at my tits like they wanted to take a bite. It was one of the reasons I had them done, to begin with. Unlike many of the older men I had been with, I was betting Fender wouldn’t just be just some beer-bellied slob pounding away on top of me. He loo
Fender She was a little girl playing a very dangerous game with me. But I could tell by her face that she was willing to take this as far as I wanted to take it. Which was all the way. If she was willing to give up the goods so easily then I wasn’t about to tell her no. I was a red-blooded man after all. And she was a very willing, very attractive young woman. And the pussy that had gripped my finger had been tight and wet. I wasn’t about to say no to that. Not tonight. Hell, not ever. But I did want to see how far I could push her. Would she tell me no in the end? We would have to finish the game and wait and see. I was betting not. Blair was a good time girl. My life was full of them. Every single club girl was like it. Out for the thrill of fucking a dangerous man. Blair was no different. She just comes from a more affluent family. A hoe was a hoe though, it didn’t matter if they were born with a silver spoon in their mouth or not. “Strip,” I ordered her before I had even p
Blair Anger bubbled up as I yanked the dress up, tying the halter around my neck before letting my long hair fall back down my back. My eyes stung with tears. I knew they wouldn’t fall because I just wasn’t the crying type. But I had never been so humiliated in my entire life.Fender had used me like I was nothing more than a piece of meat, leaving me naked and bare for everyone to see.It didn’t matter that I had wanted to fuck him or more specifically wanted him to fuck me. I was humiliated. No man in my entire Nineteen years had ever said no to me when I offered him seconds. I was good at sex. Better than good. I had been told on numerous occasions that I was phenomenal. And yet Chelsea’s dad had turned me down flat. Like whatever had just happened between us was the end of it. It wasn’t.I would say when we were finished. Not him.I always called the shots. “What the fuck do you think you are looking at?” I growled to the sea of eager Male faces.No one answered, one laughed
FenderI caught up with Gemma before she got back to the bar, my hand came down hard on her shoulder and I span her around. Making her crash into my chest.“Stop Gem.” My voice came out ragged. Out of breath like I had been running. “What the hell is your problem tonight?”Finally, her black-rimmed eyes rose to meet mine. “You’re my problem Fender. You’re everyone’s problem.”The words seemed to tear their way out of her throat. “The way you humiliated Chelsea tonight. The way you are continuously humiliating Ruin. Your a fucking shitty excuse for a human being Fender and an even worse dad.”My hand tightened on her arm, my fingers digging into her skin. It would leave a mark but I just didn’t care. Who the fuck did she think she was? Talking to me like that? “Careful now woman.” The warning in my tone was clear.“No fender I won’t be careful. Someone needs to tell you. You are a mess. Fucking your daughters friend in front of your kids … that isn’t normal. The fact you think it’s
RuinAvery was going to kill me. I knew it how late I was to pick her up. I was just hoping that she would understand my reason why. Club business sometimes ran over. Surely she of all people would understand that. She had been born into the club after all.So I was hoping she wouldn’t be too mad at me. I wanted tonight to be special. It was our first valentines night together after all. It was still crazy to me, this was our first Valentine’s Day together and yet we had a teenage son together. I had missed out on so much of their lives and it was something I had to deal with every single day. The fact that I was an outsider in their lives.I tried to get us to become a family. Because that’s exactly what I wanted us to be. A normal non-dysfunctional family. The opposite to what she had had with her psychotic but now dead ex-husband and different to the hell hole family life I had grown up with. But so far she was dragging her feet. Part of me could understand her hesitation, even i
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
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