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Beast
Sleep evaded him as he lay on his back staring at the ceiling listening to his babies breathe. Fucking Chris. Why the fuck would she think he had wanted more than just a quick fuck? He hadn’t treated her any differently than he did the other club whores.
None of the brothers actually saw her as a club whore. Not after they got rid of the sluts who used to hang out at the clubhouse and she made it clear she respected the brothers. Ice made her their bartender and gave her the option of choosing to fuck the brothers or not.
And there was his answer. As far as he knew he was the only one she had fucked in recent weeks. Fucking hell. The warning from his brothers and the feeling in his gut had come too late to nip this shit with her in the bud.
Now his woman was pissed off and he didn’t fucking blame her for being pissed. She had a right to be after the shit Chris had said.
But what did piss him off was the fact that she took it as an opportunity to put distance between them once again. He wasn’t going to allow her to do that. She was his. Had been his since the first time he had laid his eyes on her cute little jail bait ass.
Fuck giving her space. He would be at the clubhouse with his girls in the morning.
His woman needed to get with the program. His girls were going to be her girls when he put his patch on her back and his ink on her little ass.
He fell asleep with a smile on his face as he imagined his dark ink on her pale translucent skin. A smile that stayed with him through breakfast with his girls and his brothers.
Beast was pouring coffee after a great breakfast when Wolf asked about the reason they were there having breakfast together.
“You said there was something you needed help with. What do you need, brother?”
Picking up his giggling girls Beast led the way on to the back deck. He motioned them into the chairs while he took his girls to their swings and got them settled then went back up onto the deck to drink his coffee that Wolf had brought out with his own. As he sat down Beast immediately started to explain. He wasn’t worried his girls would overhear because they were giggling and whispering to each other
“Let’s get the latest shit out of the way first. The set up last night worked like a fucking charm. The bitch was grabbed as she was leaving, already on her phone talking to someone. Will and Terror grabbed her right before she started spilling her guts.” Beast sighed. “My woman though, she’s not good. You all heard her at dinner and later in her room when she threw us all out, pretending that her leg was aching. It fucking wasn’t, you saw the way she strutted out of the dining room. So, not only is Tori going to kick my fucking ass for the shit Chris pulled, she’s going to fucking gut me when she finds out we had used her as bait.”
Sin whistled softly through his teeth. “You’re in deep shit brother, fucking deep shit.”
“So what’s happening with Brandi? She’s always had a big mouth and never knew when to keep it fucking shut.” Wolf said in disgust. “Never liked that bitch which is why I never fucked her.”
“You’re right, she has a big mouth. I only fucked her once and she’s a mediocre fuck at best.” Beast scratched his beard. He needed to trim the damn thing.
“Fuck, I’m thinking we’ve been tapped on this one, am I right?” Sin took a deep slug of his coffee.
Beast gave a chin lift. “Yip. We’ve been selected to talk to the bitch and find out who she talked to and how much she has given them. Prez wants us on it as soon as possible. We’ll leave her to agonise over what’s going to happen to her until later this afternoon.” Beast sighed. “And that brings me to the original reason I asked you guys to breakfast.”
Both nodded and waited for him to speak. “DC had me build some shit for her new studio and even though she said it was for her I now know it’s for Tori. She built my woman a dance studio, which means she doesn’t want her to leave and that means I’ll have her support convincing my old lady to stay. And therefore I need to have a home for us to live in.”
Beast drew in a deep breath. “My girls and I have taken two of the rooms on the upper floor but we need more space. I had a chat with Rider and we came to an agreement to divide the house but we’ll share the common areas. Rider and his girl don’t have much in the way of furniture. Penny hates the shit the sluts left behind and wants it gone, but with the baby and everything they don’t have the money to splurge. And I have all that brand new shit sitting in my unit not being used. I need help to pack it up and bring it all here. Penny will go through the shit here and Will and Owen will cart away everything she chucks out and that includes the fucking bed I’ve been sleeping on. Can’t fucking stand sleeping in the same bed my prez used to fuck his sluts in.” His brothers laughed as if it was the biggest joke ever.
Beast glanced at his girls then threw them the middle finger salute and carried on explaining. “Because we’re short on prospects Hawk can’t give me more than two for a couple of hours. I’m going to need the brothers to help me move.”
Wolf didn’t say a word, just took out his phone and called. “Hey Dizz, you busy today? Fuck off, I know it’s early but Beast needs our help getting his shit from his unit to the house.” He listened with a grin. “Okay, brother, I’ll tell him.” He ended the call and slipped his phone back into the inside pocket of his kutte.
“Dizz is on board, says it’ll cost you a couple of beers. And he’ll get Dollar, Buzz, Ratel and Bullet to come with him.” Wolf sat back and took a sip of his coffee. “All we need to do now is take one of the 8 tonners from the office, pick up some packing shit and we’re set.”
“I’ll get on that.” Sin said as he set his empty mug down. “I want to check on some shit at the office anyway.”
“Thanks, brothers, I fucking appreciate the help. I want this place to look more like a home before I bring my old lady here.”
His brothers roared with laughter, then Sin waved at the backyard where his little girls were swinging happily.
“No way is anyone going to think this is a pussy house, brother. You and Rider are turning this into a kiddie paradise. What are you building next?”
Beast grinned as he put his empty mug on the table. “We’ve got plans to build a climbing frame and a fort and Jossy asked for a princess castle. So it looks like I’ll be spending a shit load of time out here building that shit.”
“No worries, Beast, we’ll organise a Saturday with the brothers and we’ll help build your girls a mini Disneyland in your backyard.” Wolf teased. “We’ll work for beer.”
Beast looked around the backyard and grinned. His brother wasn’t wrong. If they built everything he and Rider had talked about they were going to run out of space pretty soon. Fuck, they would just move the walls out further if they had to he thought with an internal shrug.
Looking at his watch Beast groaned. It was time to face his furious woman. “I need to get the girls ready to meet Tori. I don’t know how long I’m going to be, she might kick me out the minute she sees me. I’ll just have to play it by ear.”
“No worries, Beast. Sort shit out with your woman and we’ll get the truck and the brothers organised.” Sin checked the time and nodded. “It’s nine now, so let’s say you get away here at nine thirty and you spend an hour with your woman and girls. We’ll meet you at the clubhouse at eleven and go pack up your place. While we’re busy that side the prospects can empty out this place and it will be ready to move your stuff in when we get back. I’ll organise another truck to take whatever gets thrown out to the ‘Helpende Hand’ (Helping Hand) charity in Pretoria. They can sell it to help with their feeding scheme or give it to someone who needs it.” Sin explained.
“That’s a good idea. Someone else could get some use out of the shit.” Beast agreed as he stood. “I’m going to collect my girls and get them ready. I’ll see you fuckers at the clubhouse. Oh, and not to worry about Penny, Rider told her about this shit last night already. She’s fucking raring to go.”
They all laughed and Beast jogged down the steps into the garden to fetch his girls.
His girls were giggling and bouncing on his bed as he pulled some clothes out for them, he wanted them to look nice for their meeting with Tori.
“Come on baby girls, let’s get dressed. We’re going to the clubhouse to meet a lady who is a ballet dancer. She’s a very special lady and I want you girls to be nice to her. Okay?”
Ellie stared at him those big dark eyes and nodded her curly little head, smiling shyly. Jossy’s eyes were so wide with wonder he had to grin. “Is she going to dance, Daddy?”
“I don’t know, baby. She hurt her leg and it’s not all better yet. We’ll ask her when we see her.”
“I wanta daass too, Daddy. Can I? Can I?” Ellie suddenly piped up and Beast almost stopped moving. His baby was talking.
“Yes, sweetheart, you can dance as much as you want.” She nodded her little head and her smile was like the sun breaking through the clouds, blinding.
Jossy suddenly shook her head from side to side. “Not those, Daddy. We want dance dresses. Not shorts.”
Fuck. Beast tried to explain why today wasn’t a good day for dresses. It made no difference, his girls wanted dresses. In the end he gave in to save some fucking time and dressed them in flouncy little dresses and pretty little sandals. Where they got them he didn’t know because he certainly hadn’t bought them. He dressed his girls, brushed their hair and tied in the fucking ribbons they insisted they needed in their hair.
After all that shit he at last had them strapped into their car seats and they were on their way to the clubhouse.
Beast was fucking nervous as shit when he pulled into the compound. It was as he was pulling into a parking spot under the trees that he saw a small crowd of brothers outside DC’s new studio.
His gut clenched. He knew what it meant.
His old lady was in there and she was most probably dancing. With her leg fucking injured she shouldn’t be anywhere near that fucking studio. Her ass was going to fucking burn once he got her alone.
Unstrapping his girls he lifted them out, and they stood waiting quietly as he locked his cage. They held their little hands up for him to take but he picked them up and with a girl on each arm and their little arms around his neck he stalked over to the studio.
If he found his old lady’s ass dancing she was in big fucking trouble.
She was supposed to be taking it easy with that leg. And obviously she wasn’t.
