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Chapter One
Commando
“Commando, are you looking for a little action?” A small woman asks, her hand running up my thigh, heading toward my cock. Looking over my shoulder and into her eyes, I take in how familiar they appear. Slowly letting mine roam down her body. Her tits are nothing more than a small hand full, and I’m pretty sure the only reason her jean shorts are staying on is because the suspenders she is wearing. They are red and remind me of the ones my mishoomis used to wear. In fact, I’m pretty sure that this small woman and my grandfather shopped at the same store about thirty years ago or she is wearing her grandfather’s old pair. They are so worn that they are fraying. Even though her eyes appear familiar, I have never laid eyes on her.
Turning back to the bar, and taking one of the three shots that Cappy had lined up for me before heading over to be with his old lady. A woman who is stunningly gorgeous and so outspoken that it often comes across as sarcasm. All the old ladies that my brothers have taken on are uniquely different. The only thing that they have in common is the need to be fiercely independent.
“Name?” I bark, not turning to look at anyone around us. I don’t care, all these women want is a dude in tight jeans and combat boots. I’m game for giving them a ride, but I always supply my own, and I always double wrap it before I slap it.
“Carleighane.” She mumbles, twisting her finger in one of two ponytails she has on her head. She looks too young to even be thinking of sexual encounters with any man. If she is legal, then her genetics are amazing, but her self-esteem is the shits.
“You fucking legal?” I ask, finally turning around and looking at the people who are all staring at the scene unfolding between and Carleighane. Viking stands, making sure his wife stays with Rough and makes his way toward me.
“He asked you a fucking question.” Viking barks, crossing his arms across his chest. His eyes narrowed on the female in front of me. Viking is a big man. Most of my brothers who have gone up against him have come out with bruised ribs and their ego knocked down a few pegs. But this chick bats her eyes like she has him wrapped around her finger. When his eyes narrow, she jets her hip out and places her hands on her waist. She isn’t speaking, but her eyes narrow.
Viking whistles, making sure the room quiets down. “It appears we have an issue in the form of this tiny hang around. Someone needs to claim her, or I’ll be calling the cops.”
Tink stands from Gray’s lap. She taps Racyntha, Jane, Muriel and Ryanne on the shoulders and walks toward me and Viking. The old ladies will handle her. I take a deep breath and turn, placing my ass on the stool and grabbing another shot.
“Carleighane, is it?” Tink asks, slowly approaching her from the right. Racyntha comes from the left, with Jane and Ryanne coming at her head on. Muriel always stands back a little, but she is the one that does all the talking when they interrogate a female.
“Yeah, what of it?” Carleighane spits, saliva flying from her mouth. Tink’s eyebrows shoot up, and her demeanor begins to change.
“We need to talk, in private. Move your ass.” Racyntha states, a growl slipping from her lips. The men all watch as Tink grabs one arm and Racyntha grabs the other, dragging the skinny female toward the dungeon. A room on the main floor that we all take people in to discuss issues. The chamber is out in the woods and it's where we take those unsavory people and make sure they don’t breathe the air of any more innocent victims.
“Baby girl?” Cappy shouts, catching Jane’s attention. “No bloodshed. I want to be able to go upstairs soon, and try the new bed restraints.” He laughs as Jane shakes her head, then turns to look at him.
“Whose turn is it to be tied down?” Jane says, a smile spreading across her face as all the men laugh, including Cappy. Then the girls disappear into the room and the heavy door slams shut.
“Who do you think she is?” Prince asks, his eyes glued to the room that his old lady has just disappeared behind.
“She looks familiar. Like she is the sibling of someone we know. She has mannerisms like one of the old club girls.” I state, just as Muriel walks out shaking her head.
She approaches me, standing at my side. She never raises her voice, so when she speaks, she has to stand close to us. Especially if you’re a man. Muriel went through so much abuse from her ex-husband that for a long time, she wouldn’t leave the corner or Prince’s side.
“Commando?” She says, causing me to look up into her eyes. They show something that I normally wouldn’t care about, but from her I’m worried.
“That’s Bambi’s sixteen-year-old sister. She was sent in by Bambi to seduce you, and then they were going to have you charged with sexual assault on a minor. She is scared, and can’t go home. Bambi told her that if she didn’t hear from her by midnight, she was going to call the police and have them raid the clubhouse.” Muriel states, concern filling her voice and her eyes.
“Leave her in the dungeon until midnight. Let the police show up.” Cappy says, his eyes indicating his anger.
“Why am I the target?” I ask, my eyes not leaving Muriel’s face. Her shoulders shrug and she drops her head.
“From what she said. Bambi is pissed off that you sided with the club on having her removed. According to Carleighane, when Bambi went home to her parents, they were so disappointed in what she was making of her life that they cut her off. Bambi blames Carleighane and is forcing her to frame you. If she doesn’t come back with information, then Bambi has threatened to sell her.” Muriel says, her hands balled into fists.
Sighing, I turn to Viking for advice, “what do I do, man? I won’t fall prey to her. I can’t again. She almost made me lose my cut last time.” The memory of her voice in my head, causing me to second guess my place in the club. To second guess, the brothers that stood by me despite all the racist comments that would get thrown at me. They will always have my back and she had me second guess that.
“Commando, you of all people know where our loyalty lands. She may have been in your ear as you were filling her cunt, but we always had your back. We set you straight like we did Cappy. Once the cops show up, I think you need to ride. Get lost in the wind while we deal with this bullshit.” Viking states, his hand coming down hard on my shoulder.
Nodding, I silently agree that I need to vanish, because if I don’t, more heat will fall on me. My heritage already has every cop in town stopping me. Bambi knew what she was doing when she sent Carleighane in. She knew that my word would mean nothing when the young female said I had done something.
The red and blue lights light up the clubhouse, as the police department pull through the iron gates. The prospect buzzes and listens as Cappy tells him what to do. This will be the part that will cause all the police to look at me in disgust. They will accuse me of something before finding out the true story. They will automatically have me on trial before they walk through the door. All because of my native heritage.
Chapter Two
Mae
Today started out like any other day. I had gotten dressed to visit my parents. My dad had been sick for the last few weeks and my mom was taking him to get bloodwork done before I go over to help them clean. To say I was worried about my dad was an understatement. It seemed that none of the doctors he was supposed to see thought he was priority.
