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Fang“So, who are you again?” I studied the woman sitting on the sofa opposite me and frowned. I didn’t like her. I couldn't work out why, but there was something about her perfect face that set my teeth on edge.Gypsy had disappeared a few minutes earlier to put on some clothes, leaving me alone with the newcomer. “Melanie.” She smiled a smile that would have some men panting. It was sultry, friendly and told the world she knew she looked good. Yet I hated her on sight. And the more she opened her mouth, the more the feeling was cemented. I just couldn't put my finger on why. It wasn't just that she had interrupted us, there was something about her that didn’t sit well with me.Perhaps because she was the complete opposite of my Gypsy. “I’m…” She froze, her painted lips thinning. “A friend of Gypsy's father. He sent me down here to check up on her after the office received some paperwork saying you wanted her to sell.”“My dad?” Gypsy stressed the word from her place in the doorwa
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Fang“So you and Gypsy, hey?” Pope asked from his place crammed next to me. He didn’t look at me. His eyes were too busy following Sylvia's every movement as she talked to Gypsy. I knew why he was asking because his old lady had asked him too. “Yep.” There was no point denying it, not that I wanted to. Everyone knew because I had made sure they did. I didn’t want there to be any more misunderstandings.“But you already know that Pope, I’m guessing Sylvia just wanted you to make sure, right?” I sipped from my pint, my eyes glued to Gypsy's ass as she bent over to grab something from a low fridge.My cock twitched, and my palms itched to be filled with that ass.“Actually she asked me to find out what your intentions were, and this is her talking and not me and I quote, ‘I don’t want to have to beat his ass’.”I laughed because that was what was expected of me. I didn’t doubt for a second that Sylvia would take a swing at me if she thought she could get away with it. Pope wouldn’t let
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GypsyHansel had been playing it down.Sure, it was bad enough that one of their prospects was in the hospital, and that several bikes had been damaged, but he had neglected to mention one key fact.The word WHORE, written in three-foot letters across the front wall.This hadn’t been an attack on the Savage Sons, it was an attack on me.He had found me again, and this time he had taken my baby. Was Woof in pain right now? Was he hurting him? The more I stared at the words, the more I shrank back. It had been stupid of me to think he would let me be happy. It didn’t matter where I went, I wasn’t safe. He had taken so much from me and now he had Woofy, and...“Come here.” Fang's arm went around my shoulders, pulling me into his side. It should have made me feel safer, but I felt nothing but emptiness. “Get someone to the hospital with the prospect. And clean that shit off my wall.” His chin jutted in the direction of the clubhouse before he turned to me. “Let’s get you inside, Sunflow
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Fang“Gypsy?” Hansel asked the moment I flopped down onto one of the bar stools. I let my head drop into my hands. “Asleep,” I murmured.That conversation had been one of the hardest I had ever had to have, but not as hard as having to hold her as she sobbed herself to sleep. Gypsy was always so strong, a bright light in my darkness. To see her totally and utterly destroyed killed something inside of me.“Finally,” I added.Something must have shown in my face, or maybe it was my tone, but Hansel's face swung towards me, his eyebrows crashing down and deepening the line between his eyes.“How bad is it?”“Bad,” I mumbled. I couldn’t even explain it to him, although I would have to, and soon. “Really fucking bad.”“Darcie and Iris kind of bad?” I mulled over his question. Was it that type of bad? Gypsy wasn’t on some crime family’s radar, she had never been trafficked and forced to sell her body against her will, so I guessed it wasn’t quite that bad. But it was still...unfortunate.
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Gypsy“What do you mean he just left you? After you opened your heart to him? Sounds like a dickish move to me.” Melanie leant heavily on the bar. She had said she had wanted to help me clean up but so far she hadn’t done anything but sit on a barstool and watch me wipe everything down. In the corner, Pope, my babysitter for the day, lifted his head, a scowl on his face. He could scowl all he wanted. He wasn’t helping either. Fang had wanted me to stay safe and protected within the confines of the clubhouse compound, but I had never done well with being idle. I needed to stay busy to keep my mind off everything that was happening. If he had been around, I could have kept busy in other ways. Namely getting naked and sweaty with him all day, every day, but I understood why he had to go out of town. He had things to do, a business to run. Even if it was illegal business. Still, Melanie’s words made me pause. It was a little suspicious. The timing of his sudden trip. A trip he wouldn
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FangGiovanni was no longer a boy, that much was perfectly clear. He was a man, a young man, but a man nonetheless. It wasn’t just the width of his shoulders, it was something in the way he held himself. The sure, confident way he spoke.Gio was no longer a boy playing a man's game, he was cool, calm and confident without being too cocky. He also supplied me with fifty-year-old scotch, so that was a point in his favour. It was all very dignified, something his family hadn’t shown in years.“Thank you for agreeing to meet with me, Fang.”There was no condescension in his voice as he steepled his hands together on the table between us. I stared for a moment at his perfectly manicured fingers. The nails were square and clean. Still a bit of a pompous asshole then, I grinned to myself. A man’s hands should be rough from a hard day's work. Not primped and polished like a woman’s.“No worries.” I shrugged my shoulders non-committedly. I didn’t want to say too much before I knew what this
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GypsyJesus Christ on a cracker, my head hurt. It felt like someone was drilling into my brain.I squinted, opening my eyes just a touch. I didn’t want her to realise I was awake if I could help it. Not straight away anyway, because I remembered everything. Right up until Melanie had smashed my head against the window for the third time. She had taken me by surprise, but it was her betrayal that stung the most. I had trusted her. And so had my dad. There was no way on God's green earth he would have sent her if he didn’t. My father had many faults, but he loved me. I half expected to see a lone light bulb swinging over my head, figuring that’s how those situations usually played out. The attacker would take their victim to some dimly lit, one lightbulb warehouse, all creepy and shit.But there wasn’t a lightbulb. Instead, I found myself staring at a ceiling painted cream not that far above my head. My eyes flew open. A cream ceiling with a smudge of footprints on it. Small footprin
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FangI looked down at the note in my hand for the hundredth time and frowned. Screwing it up, I tossed it into the corner of the room. I didn’t believe a word it said. I wouldn’t have even if Giovanni hadn’t passed me the file on Gypsy's crazy ex-fiancé and his equally fucked up sister. It didn’t matter if the note said my sunflower was going home to her father, I knew the truth. Gypsy wouldn’t leave me. The thing between us was volatile as hell, but there were real feelings there. On both sides. If Gypsy wanted to leave me she would have told me to my face. She wasn’t that much of a coward. Which meant the note in my hand was a fake. “Someone fucking find her now,” I growled out.“Fang?” Hansel took a step forward, his eyes beseeching. “If the girl wants to go then you have to let her.”I didn’t turn to face him. Instead, my eyes bored into Pope. He appeared to shrink but met my gaze unflinchingly. “Are you sure she wrote this?” I waved the offending piece of paper in my hand.“Ye
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Gretal“You’re home.” In an instant I was off his bed and rushing towards him, yanking his head down to mine so I could kiss his lips greedily. It was instinctive, the kind of greeting I had given him in the old days when I had missed him every second that he was away from me. Before things had all gone wrong. Hansel untangled himself with a small chuckle. “Of course I’m home. I said I wouldn’t be long.” Even as our lips parted, his hands were closing around my waist, keeping me close to him. “I like the way you say it, by the way.”Craning my head up to look at him, I arched an eyebrow. “How I say what?”“Home, that I’m home. Although I wouldn’t call the clubhouse our home, not unless you want to live here of course.” His eyes crinkled as he smiled.“Anywhere you are is home, Hansel.” The words left my mouth before I could stop them. Not that they weren’t true. They were. I was tired of being away from him. Sure, we had a lot of shit to sort out, but we were older now, wiser. I knew
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HanselHow was it possible that Gretal had disappeared into thin air? I knew it wasn’t possible, but that’s what it felt like. Like she had literally vanished. I knew it wasn’t the case but that’s how it seemed, The club was out in force, scouting the streets, making calls to any and all contacts that could help, and so far, there had been nothing. Not one damn sighting. And I hated to admit it, but I was losing hope.No Gretal and no Pope. It weighed so heavily on me that I found it hard to breathe. Slowing the bike, I ripped the bandana from around my chin and nose, sucking in a deep lungful of cool night air. It still wasn’t enough. Was it possible to suffocate from panic? That’s what it felt like. Like someone was squeezing the life out of me. That’s when I saw it. If I hadn't slowed, I wouldn’t have. Squealing to a stop, I snapped my head back, looking over the hedge to the parking lot. Pope’s bike. I was sure of it. How many years had I ridden alongside it? I would know it a
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GretalPulling my phone from my pocket, I ignored the barrage of messages from my husband that flashed up on the screen the moment I switched it on. He was worried about me, mostly because he knew I was about to do something stupid. Except it wasn’t stupid. It was justice. Keeley deserved to be avenged, so did those other girls.So did I. Swiping passed them, I clicked on the camera option, checking my face out. I looked good. My lips were ruby red and glossy, my lashes thick with mascara, my hair curled around my face in soft waves. I looked good enough to eat.And I hoped Pope would think so as well. After all, if he didn’t take the bait then all of this was for nothing. He would fall for it though; I knew he would. Men like him always did. They thought they were superior. That they could take what they wanted without asking. And Pope wanted me. I had seen it in his eyes in the way he had looked at me. I had thought he was just being overly friendly, trying his luck a little. Bu
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HanselIt was growing dark when we pulled up outside the Son’s compound. I had ridden without stopping all day, desperate to get back to them. To tell Fang and the others what I suspected. No, not what I suspected. I knew it was true. I didn’t need Sylvie to tell me. The evidence was written all over her face. It dripped from the agony in her voice.“Off the bike, love.” I wanted to be patient with her, but time was already running out. I needed to get her somewhere safe and then I needed to get to The Otter, I would have gone there first if the clubhouse hadn’t been nearer. I hoped to find him inside. And I could exact my revenge without having to worry about my wife and her whereabouts “Hansel, please.” Sylvie was back to begging, she had been nagging in my ear for hours. And she would have the exact same response to it as I had given her before.Nothing.I tugged her off the bike. The prospect who had been lounging by the front door smoking a cigarette straightened as she gave ou
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HanselMoney swapped hands easily enough. I had done these kinds of drops often, so it was no big deal. What was a big deal was the fact I was miles away from Gretal and she wasn’t answering her phone. I had been calling her pretty much nonstop. It was one thing The Judge telling me she was fine but I wanted to hear her voice. To see her in person would have been better, but I could tell if she was really ok by her voice. I knew her well enough. Leaning heavily on my bike, I fished my phone out of my pocket. My fingers pressed the redial button without looking. I didn’t expect her to answer, so far she hadn’t, so I was surprised when she picked up. “Hansel.”She sounded breathy, like she had been crying and was trying to hide it from me. “What the hell is going on, Gretal, are you crying?” Doubt ripped through me. She was upset. I had been right when I thought something had happened but I had taken The Judge at his word that he would protect them. Had I been wrong to do that? “No
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Gretal“Is she ok?” I raised my eyes wearily as Gypsy came into the small living room. She flopped down on the chair nearest the window with a sigh, her fingers plucking to move the drapes away so she could look down at the dark street below. “Yeah, she's alright. I gave her a mild sedative. She will hopefully sleep until morning.” She sighed again. “There's some…” She swallowed hard, and I could tell by her face that she was reliving her own attack. I had heard briefly what Gypsy had been through. And it had been horrific. “There's some tearing and bruising. A condom was used so we don’t have to worry about pregnancy or sexual transmitted infections. Not that it makes it better, but at least she doesn’t have to worry about that.” Yeah, I agreed with her silently. At least she didn’t have to worry about that. “God, I need a drink.” Darcie was on her feet, her voice shaky. “Yeah, a drink sounds good.” We all deserved one. And being above a bar we were in a perfect place for one. O
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HanselThe clubhouse was oddly quiet when I emerged the next morning. I had expected there to be at least some girly chatter. Since Gretal had come back, the common room seemed to be filled with girly chatter. But there was none and it made me feel oddly ill at ease.One look at Fang who was pacing the length of the room, like some agitated bearded squirrel, and I knew I had every right to feel worried. Making my way over to him, I swung him around to face me. “What's happened?” One glance at his face and I knew something had, his face was twisted in misery. “Where's Gypsy?” Another look around and I was sure she wasn’t there. None of the women were, not even the club girls had surfaced yet, the whole clubhouse felt like it was grieving. There was only one thing to put that kind of misery on his face and it was if something had happened to Gypsy. “What's happened? Fang talk to me.”“She rang and said she wasn’t coming home for a few days. She sounded…” His voice broke and he cleare
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GretalIt was worse than anything I could have imagined. Maybe because I had known Keeley since she was eighteen years old - the sweetest, most pure soul I had ever met - it hit me harder. She was huddled on the floor behind the counter and one look around told me she had put up a hell of a fight. There were shattered plates and glasses all over the floor. A smear of blood on the floor. A tiny amount of blood but it seemed to stand out in stark contrast. And then my eyes found her. And it was worse than anything I had ever seen before. And I had seen a lot of bad shit.Keeley half lay, half sat in the foetal position in the farthest corner. Her whole body was shaking. Her usually silky blonde curls lay limp against her wet cheeks. There was an ugly bruise on her left cheek and around her throat. Like someone had wrapped their hands around it and tried to squeeze the life from her. But it was her eyes that hit me.They were wide and haunted. I knew the look on her face because I ha
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GretalLying in bed with a man who wasn’t Hansel, when I could still feel the wetness of my orgasm against my panties was pure torture. It didn’t matter that Gio wasn’t touching me, simply being next to him felt like a betrayal.All of these years apart and I was still worried about betraying my marriage vows. Sure there had been other people, for both of us, but that was because we were apart. Being back under the same roof as him was bringing up feelings that I thought I had buried. And I was good at that. Burying my feelings for him. When I had been forced to work at The Candy House, when I had been forced to sell my body, I had turned my feelings of love into those of hate. I had thought he had forsaken me, but then he came back. He had literally knocked me off my feet again, like some avenging hero and made it all better, and all the hatred evaporated. Because I loved him. I had always loved him and I always would. “You seem tense, Gretal?” Gio’s voice spoke from the darkness.
