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
ChelseaThe wake, if you could call it that was little more than a bunch of rowdy bikers congregating on the clubhouse. And like anytime they started drinking en masse it quickly went from sober and melancholy to loud and rambunctious. It would have pissed me off if it hadn’t given me the perfect opportunity to sneak off into a lonely corner with a bottle of vodka I had squirrelled away.I had never really been a big drinker, mainly because my father had always frowned upon it but now seemed a good time to take it up. Hell, I might even take up smoking. Ruin was to busy to really notice me. He had his own family. An old lady and a kid as well. As much as he loved me, he didn’t really have time to babysit me. I was too old for that anyway. Old enough to drink and drive. Hell, I was old enough to get married if I wanted to. Which I didn’t. All I had to do was get today and tonight out the way and then I would step out into the world by myself. I would be an adult instead of a prince