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DC
Friday arrived sooner than I wanted it to.
They were waiting for me as I walked my last client of the day to the front of the shop. Not Rico and Skinny because they were on Doc’s shit list. Skelly and Rover, as big as damned houses, lounged on the leather couches with shit eating grins. I knew they were going to tease me so I ignored them. Strangely they just grinned and waited as I said goodbye to my client then cleaned my station. The shop, like most Fridays, stayed open late and I had to reschedule appointments to be able to get away early. Killian and the girls would close for me.
Silently following me out the shop they sat on their bikes watching as I climbed up into my beast and fired her up, the deep growl of the engine soothing me as I drove home. I wanted a shower and clean clothes before facing Hawk and his club.
Skelly and I had prepared a comprehensive file I would hand over tonight.
Skelly was my right hand when I met with women who came to the Crow with information they wanted to sell. They loved the way he looked, all tall, dark and menacing, and undeniably gorgeous. He wore his dark hair braided in a short tail down his back, his beard always neatly trimmed and his clothes clean. His cut showed some age but it looked good. He got his road name because of the Jack Skellington tattoo he had on his thigh. To his friends he was known as Skel. Skelly was vicious and dangerous, very dangerous, and was the club’s Intelligence Officer. He was also the man my dad wanted for me but that was not going to happen. We had no chemistry, none at all. If we had I would have been claimed and wearing his patch and ink a long time ago. Instead we were friends, best friends.
Rover was rougher, looked more hard core, but he was the softer one of the two. He was a hulk of a man with wild dark red hair and a thick red beard. His bright blue eyes twinkled underneath heavy dark auburn brows. His road name was Rover, and apparently he was wild in and out of bed. And before he settled down to one woman he was known to rove far and wide, hence the name. His old lady was always smiling so I’m sure the talk about his prowess in bed was true. He was one of the club’s enforcers and had quite the bloody reputation. Rover and Linda, his old lady, were good friends of mine. She was one of my very few female friends.
They followed me into my house and made themselves comfortable on the couches while I went to get them each a beer.
“You ready for the shit storm we’re about to enter, DC?” Skelly asked mock seriously as he lay stretched out on the couch.
“There’s no damned shit storm, Skel. I fucked up and I’m fixing it. He wants information and I’ll give him as much as I can without compromising the Warriors.”
“That’s not how I heard it.” Rover declared. “I heard the Hawk has developed a hard on for a certain little bird and was taking steps to get her in hand.”
The two assholes laughed at me as I jerked upright. I hadn’t thought they would know about the bastards’ plans. Hawk should have realised his stupid plans would get back to me. The Crow dealt in information and I had quite a few of my informants calling to clue me in on Hawk’s moves to ensnare Doc’s eldest daughter.
I played it as if I didn’t know.
“What? Bullshit!” I growled as I handed them the opened beers. “The asshole has three women to keep his dick happy. No way am I being added to his freaking harem. We have business and that’s how it will stay, only business.”
“If you say so, sweetheart.” Skelly murmured with a grin.
“I do say so. I’m going to change before we get something to eat. I’m not doing this shit on an empty stomach.”
“We going to the Rib Shack?” Rover asked with a gleam in his eyes. The man could eat a mountain of ribs and it still wouldn’t be enough.
“Sure, we can do that.” I threw back over my shoulder.
“We taking your cage, sweetheart?” Skelly shouted as I turned into the bathroom.
“No, I’m riding. Got my lady back today so I’m on her.”
My bike had been in the shop after I had to lay her down to avoid being taken out by an asshole in a cage and I just got her back from Anderson Repair & Restoration, good as new. Usually my bike would have gone to the Warriors Garage but I decided to try out ARR after I saw their work at a recent bike show. To say I was pleased with the end result would be a vast understatement.
Tonight, with Skelly and Rover riding with me I would be safe, protected, and I knew they would not be the only ones riding with us. Doc would not send me out without full protection.
I was pleasantly full and filled with the scent of the cool night air when we turned into the access road to the Iron Dogz compound. We pulled up at the floodlit gates and sat silently on our bikes when the two armed prospects walked up to us.
I flipped up the visor on my black full face helmet. “DC Michaels, here to see Hawk, this is my protection, Skelly and Rover.”
They nodded immediately and stepped back, one of them gestured at someone we could not see and the heavy gate slowly rumbled open. The four brothers who had accompanied us on the ride turned and parked their bikes just outside the gates as we rode through. They would wait until we finished our business and ride back with us.
The freaking clubhouse was packed.
Lines of bikes sat in front of the building while all other vehicles were parked to the side in what was obviously a designated parking area for cages. The music was loud and there were people everywhere. Women wearing the bare minimum hung on guys wearing cuts and on those not wearing cuts.
Shit. They were having a major club party.
A night open to their other chapters, support clubs, hang arounds and tons of pussy.
I backed into a space with Skel and Rover on either side of me. I sat on my bike as I pulled off my helmet and hung it on my handlebars, then pulled off my riding gloves and slipped them into the pockets of my jacket. I hated being out of my comfort zone and surrounded by so many strangers, especially when I was uncertain about who I could trust.
“We stick together, you do not get freaking distracted, Skel. No pussy tonight, this is business.”
I immediately felt the pissed off vibe radiating from him as he slowly turned his head towards me.
“I’m not here for pussy, DC. I’m here with you, protecting you. Tonight I’m yours.”
What? Mine?
Who the hell knew what he meant. He spoke in riddles most of the time anyway.
Rover grunted wordlessly as he joined us. We stood in front of the bikes for a few seconds and I unzipped my jacket before turning towards the wide open doors.
Dropping my head I gave a heavy sigh, then straightened my shoulders and raised my head high.
“Let’s go do this so I can get out of this hellhole.” I growled and started walking towards the doors.
A hush settled over the partying crowd as we walked in, they had been expecting us. We were very obviously not Iron Dogz. I was dressed in black biker boots, faded black jeans, tight black tank and a fitted hip length black leather jacket. A special Road Warriors patch with my name was sown onto the right side of my jacket telling everyone I was protected by my club, family in fact. It wasn’t something clubs generally did, acknowledging unclaimed women, but as Doc had said, I was a special case. On my back was the Road Warriors patch, the top rocker saying Road Warriors MC and the one below Johannesburg. Not a property patch but a claim nonetheless.
Skelly and Rover’s cuts drew a lot of attention. Fuck.
I hated the staring eyes, the smirks and knowing grins. That all changed in the blink of an eye when Skelly clasped his big hand over the back of my neck and steered me towards the bar. Except for tensing ever so slightly I let it go, we’ve used it before and tonight I was grateful for it. He had publicly claimed me in front of a rival club, marking me as his territory, ensuring none of these assholes would try any shit with me. Once I had a beer in my hand I put my back against the bar and scanned the large room for Hawk.
And there he was, reclined on a wide couch, a woman under each arm and another between his legs. The blonde head in his lap belonged to Laney Wills and the blonde women on either side of him were Jane Warne and Lizzy Hamilton. He sat there kissing them and playing with their tits, exposing them to anyone who wanted a look. And a lot of them were watching with hot and wanting eyes. Yuck!
Hawk Walker had a type, tall, blonde with big tits and juicy asses. And he was an exhibitionist.
He watched me watching him with a wide shit-eating grin. His eyes stayed on me as he put a hand on top of the blonde’s head and pulled her off him. I raised an eyebrow when I realised he hadn’t come.
I turned to Skel with a grin as Rover leant over to hear what I was saying.
“She can’t be very good at giving head if she fails to make him come.”
Skelly and Rover burst out laughing while I relaxed back against the bar and sucked back some more beer. There was no way I was going over to that couch to be humiliated. He wants to talk to me he can leave his pussy-posse on the couch and take this into the office. We were here for business, not fun. I narrowed my eyes as he leant forward and spoke to his VP who immediately dispatched one of the men watching the show over to us. Skelly moved closer, crowding me as we waited.
The asshole stopped in front of me and looked me up and down with barely disguised scorn.
“Hawk wants you over at the couch. Your protection stays at the bar.”
“Not happening.” Skelly growled. “Where she goes we go, no exceptions. Run back to your boss and tell him that.”
I saw anger in his eyes but he took it and returned to the couch. I watched as he gave his prez the message and irritation flickered over Hawk’s face before he grinned and disentangled himself from the women. He stood and leisurely tucked his still hard big pierced cock back in his pants, zipped up and walked over to us. Arrogant fucking ass.
“DC, nice to see you again. So glad you could join us tonight.” He smiled.
I did not give him an inch.
“Cut the bullshit. I’m here to work, nothing else. If you’re done getting your dick sucked let’s get this over with. I have places to be.”
He shook his head slowly from side to side.
“Oh no, little bird, you’re not going anywhere. For the next six months this is going to be home. You’ll move in with my women and work from here.”
Skelly growled low and deep and dragged me into his arms.
“Not happening, fucker.” He snarled at a still smirking Hawk. “Take a good look at her patch, she’s Warrior family, she’s never been nor will she ever be a club whore. She’ll work with your club, give you the information we agreed on and that is all. I will bring her over when she needs to deliver, but she stays in her home on our turf.”
The smirk had disappeared and had been replaced by a heavy frown.
“You have a claim on her?” Hawk asked menacingly.
“Yes, I do.” Skelly grated. “She’s been mine since the day she was born. Put in my arms by Doc Michaels himself.”
“She’s not wearing your patch or your ink. Free game as far as I can see.” He pushed at Skelly.
And suddenly Skelly laughed. Long and hard. And then he leant forward and softly laid it out for Hawk Walker and shocked the shit out of him.
“DC has never been free game. She might not sit at the table but she’s in a position of trust with my club. If she had been born male she would have been Doc’s heir and our next president, no contest. But she’s not, she’s female, and unlike the daughters of presidents in other clubs it does not detract from her value. On the contrary, it makes her very valuable to our Prez and to me. Very valuable indeed.”
I was confused but hid it, and I could see Hawk was confused as well. No way was I that important or valuable to Doc. I’m a girl.
“What the fuck do you mean?”
Rover and Skelly both grinned evilly.
“What it means is that when the time comes to pass the gavel, and I hope like fuck that’s a long, long, long time from now, DC will be standing beside the man who takes over that gavel, as his old lady. As my old lady, standing beside me.”
I was shocked speechless as I looked up at Skelly. He was still staring intently at Hawk and I turned back to take in his reaction.
Hawk was pissed, very, very pissed.
“My fucking office, now.” He barked as he stormed away.
“What the hell, Skel?” I whispered.
“Doc’s play, DC. Heard from a source what the bastard was planning and we fucking can’t have that. His plan to put you in the same house as those whores confirms what the source gave us. Just go along with me, baby, okay?”
“Jake Stoddard, if you get me in shit with this damned play I’m cutting your nuts off, real slow.” I threatened as we followed Hawk, Ice and Kid to his office.
A glance at his very public fuck-bunny couch confirmed that those three women hated my guts. I wasn’t worried; I could take all three of them, at once, while blindfolded. Jane Warne ran the Iron Dogz gym and fancied herself an MMA fighter, she had some good moves but she wasn’t as good as she thought she was. Laney Wills was a stripper and great on a pole but that was it as far as her fighting skills went. Lizzy Hamilton worked as a secretary at a Real Estate office, soft, not a threat. I had files on all three of them and knew all their dark and dirty secrets. Well as dark and dirty as two of those club sluts could get, but one of them was dark and dirty as hell.
So here I was once again in the office of a very pissed off Hawk Walker.
“Does Rick know about Doc’s plans for you?” He barked at me.
“I doubt it. He might be Doc’s son but he isn’t a Warrior and he doesn’t sit at the table.” I snarled back and I saw something flicker in his eyes before I looked at Skelly. “I’m just wondering why I haven’t been informed about some of these plans.”
“Baby, decisions made at the table stays at the table until Doc tells me to tell you. And I’ve just done that.” Skelly had his big damned hand on the back of my neck and directed me into one of the chairs, increasing the pressure until I gave in and sat down.
“Jake, sweet baby, if you’re playing with me I will have the pick of your entire vinyl collection, no exceptions. We clear on that?” I threatened.
The bastard just laughed, leant over and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Going to be yours anyway, baby, just like I am, so no worries.”
I snorted with laughter. “You’re going to be mine? Are you serious? You’ve never been mine, Skel.”
He was suddenly on his knees in front of me, ignoring everyone else in that room. “I’m thirty five fucking years old, babe, and you know very well the amount of pussy I’ve had since I was fifteen years old. You however, you will never ever be pussy, not for me, not for any of the brothers and fucking definitely not for him.”
With that last statement he pointed an accusing finger right at Hawk who sat fuming in his big chair. He might have been speaking to me but he was laying it out for Hawk.
“He has a major hard on for you and it’s not fucking happening. You will not move into that house with his whores and you will not be in his bed. We will share intel with them for the next six months and that’s it. Rover and I will bring you to all meets, which will not take place in front of all those assholes out there ever again. That shit has put you on radar and that’s not cool. All future meets will take place on neutral territory. The information will be on a USB which will be handed over and we will be out within fifteen minutes. We will not give the ED’s another target, his pussy house is getting enough attention as it is. Give him the fucking info so we can get out of here, sweetheart.”
Before I could answer him Hawk lunged forward in his chair.
“What the fuck did you say? Who are the ED’s targeting?”
I growled and rolled my stiff neck to release the super tight muscles. Fucking Skelly.
“We’re having a long talk once we get home, Skellington.” I snarled before turning to Hawk.
“It’s all on the USB I have for you. For the last few months you’ve had eyes on your women, inside and outside your compound. I told you that you’re leaking information. This is the result of those leaks. You have people vulnerable to blackmail in your club, you need to protect them.”
I unzipped the inside pocket of my jacket and dug out the USB, leant over and slid it towards him. His big hand smacked down on it and drew it closer.
“I’ll look this over and contact you with our next meet. And don’t think I don’t know I’m being played, Skelly. I know what she means to Doc and your club. We’ll continue to meet on our property and make sure you are prepared to stay as long as needed. Don’t worry, you won’t be in the fucking pussy house. You will be in my house and we will work through this shit together, we need to make sure we are ready for what’s coming. We’re all being threatened by this shit.”
After a couple of stiff nods we were out of the office and marching through the partying crowd towards the door. And fuck me if we weren’t stopped by a pissed off club slut.
“Don’t fucking think you can walk in here and take what’s mine, whore!” Jane Warne shouted as she bent over and stuck her long nose in my face. It was very obvious she was playing to the crowd, thinking that she had the upper hand because she was surrounded by the Iron Dogz. Mistake. Big fucking mistake.
I looked up at Skelly and then at Rover. “Did she just call me a whore?” I asked in a very conversational tone, very aware of the avidly listening crowd around us.
“Yes, she did. Heard her loud and clear, babe.” Rover said with a grin.
“How’s that possible? She’s the one who’s the whore, not me. I’m not getting paid to fuck the boss, she is.” I grinned evilly at Rover.
“Don’t know DC, no idea how some bitches heads work.”
“You’re right about that. You ever paid for pussy, Skel?” I asked with fake interest and grinned as shock rustled through the listening crowd.
“Nope, had them line up and beg me to fuck them a time or two though.”
“Oh I remember that. It was at the Black Cave wasn’t it?”
We ignored the stupid bitch and kept on talking as if she wasn’t there. In my peripheral vision I saw her getting more and more pissed off. The men and women around us were openly laughing at her.
“I’m talking to you, bitch!” She yelled, and at the same time tried to grab my jacket.
I slid away from her grabby claws. Slowly turning my head towards her I looked up into her pinched and suddenly very ugly face and gave her a cold smile.
“Keep your filthy hands off me bitch or I will kill you.” My voice was ice cold as I threatened her.
By now dead silence had fallen around us.
Jane Warne made the mistake almost everyone did. She was taken in by my size. She swung a fist at me and I ducked underneath it, letting it swing wildly over my head and into Hawk’s wide chest as he stepped up to defuse the situation.
“What the fuck, Jane?” He growled angrily.
Before he could say anymore I took the opportunity her unprovoked attack gave me. I knew she thought I was weak but the bitch had no effing clue who or what I really was. It was a lesson she was going to learn the hard way.
“Next week Sunday, nine o’clock at Underground. Be there.”
Shocked whispers started all around us. Spreading through the crowd.
“What?” She gritted out in confusion.
Ah. An Underground virgin. This was going to be so much fun.
“Whoa! Wait, wait, wait! What the fuck is going on here?” Hawk tried to get a grip on the situation spiralling out of control right in front of him.
He knew exactly what Underground meant. All the men in the room knew. Sin stepped up to Hawk’s back and spoke to him, his voice soft enough not to reach the surrounding crowd. Hawk’s eyes snapped to me and I knew Sin had just told him that he had seen me fight. I allowed a small smirk before shutting it down.
“Your club slut laid a hand on the daughter of my Prez, Hawk. She challenged family, and we demand satisfaction. Have her at Underground next week Sunday. No excuses.” Rover growled as he gently urged me forward.
“You don’t turn up, bitch, we will come find you and take care of you and no one will lift a finger to protect you. You crossed the line putting your filthy hands on club royalty.” Skelly threatened as he followed us out.
Kid Warne joined us as we got ready to ride, his expression tight and angry.
“I’m sorry my sister’s such a fucking bitch. She thinks he’s going to give her his ink, make her his old lady. All she’s ever been is fucking club pussy. She’s been giving it up for the brothers since she was sixteen and hasn’t stopped. They’re not exclusive because Hawk doesn’t do exclusive. He’s going to kick her out soon, so watch your back. She’s going to blame you for that shit.”
I felt sorry for him, he really didn’t deserve the things he was going to learn about his sister once they opened that USB.
“We’re fully aware what she’s capable of, Kid.” Skelly said softly. “You need to get back in there, brother, and look over what we just gave you. You have some very unpleasant shit and a house cleaning coming up.”
Kid looked at Skel with a frown and then it hit him.
I hated seeing that bleakness in his eyes as he walked away to face what we had given them. He seemed like a nice guy and didn’t deserve the shit about to get piled on him.
