Authors: Sam Crescent
Pulling into the clubhouse parking lot, he saw Devil
picking up his daughter and son as Lexie walked alongside him into the main
house.
“What’s going on?” Pussy asked, climbing off his bike.
He never wore a helmet if he could help it. The point of being on the road was
to feel the wind in his hair, across his face. The helmet would stop that.
Pussy would do a lot of things for the club, but wearing a helmet wasn’t one of
them.
“Nothing.
I’d feel happier if my family was close by me.” Devil shook his head as
he walked into the clubhouse. The whole story would come out soon.
“Devil, baby, you don’t need to worry,” Lexie said,
taking her daughter out of Devil’s arms.
“I’m not worrying, but I’m not having you in harm’s
way, either. You and the kids mean too fucking much to me. Speaking of kids,
I’ve ordered Judi and Ripper home as well. They’re packing their shit up.
Vincent and Phoebe will be back at the clubhouse soon as well.” Devil didn’t
lose his stride, talking as he escorted his family inside. Pussy kept up with
them wondering what the hell had happened.
“That will make it a full house, Devil. You can’t
expect the men to put up with the kids.”
“Tiny does it with his club. They can’t hack this life,
then
they’re out. It’s as simple as that.”
They all went silent, entering the clubhouse together.
Devil stopped and covered his son’s eyes then started cursing. Glancing around,
Pussy saw the problem. First, for him, was the mess, and then he caught sight
of the naked women and club members, along with all the alcohol on display.
“Fuckers, get your shit out of the main hall. Until
further notice, sex is done in the confines of your own fucking room. You don’t
have a room,
then
get out. I’m not in the mood to be
ordering this shit around.”
Devil shoved
one naked man off the table.
Pussy didn’t recognize him, so he must have been a
hanger on.
“Devil, this is the clubhouse. They can be here like
this,” Lexie said.
“I’ve got to make a call to Tiny.” Devil turned,
looking at Pussy. “Take my woman and kids and get them settled. I don’t want to
worry about her safety for the next five minutes.”
Taking Edward from Devil’s arms, Pussy nodded. “On it,
boss.”
His president walked toward his office. Turning to
Lexie, Pussy saw the concern on her face.
“Come on. I better do what he says otherwise it’s
going to get worse for me.” He took her hand, leading her away from the chaos
in the main room.
“It’s all going to get a lot worse, right?” Lexie
asked.
“I don’t know.” He walked up the long flight of
stairs, going to the top floor of the clubhouse. The top floor was Devil’s and
Lexie’s room. “Are you going to tell me what happened, or do I have to guess?”
Lexie sighed, moving her daughter to her other hip.
“I got a visit from Frederick yesterday.”
Pussy paused, turning to look at her. “What?”
“Can we get to the room? She’s heavy, and I’ll tell
you what you want to know.”
He didn’t respond but picked up the pace to get her to
the main room. Did he want to know what Frederick was doing back in Piston
County? Crap, if he was back and they’d not had a visit then it could only mean
that he was here to see someone else. He didn’t like it. Pussy didn’t like the
threat this man posed to all of them.
Inside the room he saw the windows were all closed.
Putting Edward down in a safe place, Pussy went around the room, opening the
windows to let some fresh air into the room.
Lexie sighed as a breeze rushed through the room.
“I hate this. I hate how paranoid he’s becoming,”
Lexie said.
Turning to face her, Pussy saw Lexie was pale. She
looked ill.
“What’s going on?”
“Devil was at the clubhouse yesterday, and I didn’t
give it a thought to check who was calling. Phoebe calls around, and Judi still
uses the doorbell to visit. She’s walked in too many times on me and Devil
going at it.”
Pussy chuckled. Judi saw Lexie and Devil as her
parents. Seeing your parents having sex would upset anyone.
“Anyway, I didn’t check, and Frederick was at the
door. He wanted to be let in. After everything that happened, I didn’t want to
anger him.”
“You let him in. Do you know about Ashley?”
“I know everything that goes on at this club, Pussy. Devil
doesn’t keep secrets from me, even though I imagine he’d like to try it. I
wouldn’t let him. Chaos Bleeds is my family as much as it’s his.” Lexie
shrugged. The shirt she wore fell off her shoulder.
“Did he hurt you?”
“No, Frederick didn’t hurt me. He asked to have tea
and cake with me. The kids were playing, and I didn’t want to piss him off. He
talked about loyalty and how important loyalty was.” She ran a hand over her
face. “I don’t know what he’s trying to do, but I think he’s going to try and
break The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds apart.”
Pussy frowned. “What?”
“He implied that someone within
Tiny’s
club
has lost all their loyalty. I
don’t know what to make of it. Devil arrived and freaked out. He didn’t start
shooting Frederick’s ass, but he was close.” Lexie blew out a breath. “I wish
we could go back, you know? Go back to when shit was simple and I was pissed at
Devil for stupid shit.”
He knew what she meant. “Devil’s always going to be
like this around you. He loves you, Lex. You can’t let this upset you. Also,
you know he’s going to protective of you. You’re his woman, the mother of his
children. Even after everything you’ve been through, you’re fucking hot.”
She started laughing. “Thank you, Pussy. You’re the
best.” She moved closer to him and kissed his cheek. “Go on. Go and enjoy your
freedom while Devil allows it. He’s going to call for us all to be on lockdown.
We’ll all suffer then.”
Nodding, he made sure she was okay before heading out.
Dropping down into Death’s room, he watched his friend riding a bitch’s ass.
Whistling, he caught Death’s attention. He told him everything that Lexie had
told him.
“No shit. What’s the fucker up to?” Death asked. He
stayed still inside the whore’s body.
“I don’t know. I’ve got a feeling he’s trying to put a
wedge between us and The Skulls.”
“Good way to go about it. Make us afraid to trust Tiny
and his crew.” Death shook his head. “Where are you going?”
“I’m heading out. If we’re going on lockdown, I’m
getting some road time in. I need to clear my head before it’s trapped in the
same place.”
Closing the door, he left Death to the whore he was
fucking. Pulling out his keys, he headed down to the main part of the clubhouse
as Devil was coming upstairs.
“What’s Tiny got to say about it?” Pussy asked.
“He says
it’s
all lies.”
“And you don’t believe him?” Leaning against the wall,
Pussy noticed how tired his president looked. Settling down was supposed to
have been fun. This was more stress than being on the road all the time.
“I don’t know what to believe. Frederick is a complete
bastard, but he warned me that not all is well in
Tiny’s
crew. Either way, I don’t trust Frederick. He clearly has an end game, and I
want no part in it. The last thing we need right now is to start causing
problems with Tiny. I happen to like the bastard.”
“We’ve dealt with members turning on each other. It’s
what you and Tiny did with The Darkness.”
“The Darkness didn’t deserve loyalty. They were a
bunch of fucking rapists. That situation is different from now. Tiny wouldn’t
risk his club or his woman’s life. Stop worrying about what Frederick said. He
was supposed to take care of Ashley, yet he killed her. Shit, I’ve got too much
shit to lose. I’ve got to go and think.” Devil pushed past him.
“You know, this could just be shit to make us weak. We
fight Tiny, they fight us, and we cull each other. Then Frederick sweeps in and
takes out the rest of us. Have you thought about that?”
“I’ve thought of everything, Pussy. I don’t know what
to think anymore.” Devil stopped talking and made his way upstairs.
Conversation was terminated.
Blowing out a breath, Pussy ignored the bitches
cleaning and went back to the parking lot. Straddling his bike, he turned on
the engine and pulled out of the compound. He needed a clear head to help his
president, as otherwise he’d be no good.
Being part of Chaos Bleeds came with a price. Pussy
knew that the moment he signed up to the club over ten years ago. He had been twenty-three
years old, and he’d won a fight in a bar when Devil offered him a place in the
club. To earn extra cash, Pussy had fought in any underground fighting
competition he could. Even back then, his reputation of loving pussy preceded
him. His fighting name was Pussy, making a lot of fighters think he wasn’t
great in the ring. He soon shut them up once he started hitting and didn’t stop.
Pussy was out on the open road for over an hour before
the hunger hit him and he realized he’d not eaten a thing for breakfast.
Turning back, he headed toward the diner for some food. The ride hadn’t cleared
his head enough, but some food might help.
****
Kenneth had left her alone in the diner. Sasha wanted
to go to the library, but instead he’d left her in the diner, and she was too
scared to make it over the road to the library. The women who served her food
and drink didn’t give her more time than was necessary. The noise kept her
rooted to the spot. She pulled out her music player, placed the headphones in,
and turned her music on. Moving slowly, she reached out to take the cup of hot
chocolate and brought it to her lips. The liquid was warm.
She kept her sunglasses on inside the diner. Being on
her own, she didn’t want to be caught staring when she couldn’t see anything.
Tapping her finger on the table, she bounced her head
in time to the music. What was the point in bringing her out of the house if he
was only going to leave her like this?
Sasha knew why. It was just another side to his
cruelty. This was why she could never be alone again. The fear of what the
outside world would do to her scared the shit out of her. All the plans she’d
made with her father growing up crashed around her. They used to talk about
going travelling around Europe, seeing the Northern Lights, or visiting the
Grand Canyon. None of that was going to happen to her. She was doomed to spend
the rest of her life in Piston County, never knowing what sex felt like, dying
a virgin.
God, her thoughts were depressing. She hated her life.
She gasped as someone tapped her hand. Jerking the
head phones off, she tried to hear who was talking.
“You’ve got a beautiful singing voice, Sasha.”
“Pussy?”
“The one and
only.
Budge up.” He sat down beside her. His large body
nudged her up to the side of the booth. She didn’t bother glancing around
trying to look for Kenneth. What was the point?
“I was singing?” She couldn’t have been singing.
“Yeah, babe, you were.
Singing loud
enough to catch my attention.
You weren’t too bad either.”
He leaned over her, and she heard the paper rustling.
Menu?
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to distract you from your
lunch.”
“You didn’t distract me. It was nice to hear something
other than complaining customers.” He flicked over the menu. “Everything here
sounds like shit. I fancy some decent food. Do you want to come with me on my
bike?” he asked.
Her heart pounded inside her chest.
Kenneth?
The hope died as instantly as it sparked. “No, I
can’t.”
“Your stepfather’s not here. He causes you shit, I’ll
deal with him. Do you want to go with me or not?”
Did
she
ever!
“Can I ride with you? I can’t see.”
“You can hold onto me, baby. I’ll keep you safe. Do
you want to live a little?”
She reached out, gripping his arm. “Please, take me
with you.”
He held her hand, and she climbed out of the booth.
Pussy didn’t let go of her hand, which she was thankful for. She didn’t know if
she’d make it outside without passing out or looking like an idiot. He took his
time to lead her to the door. She counted the steps from the booth to the door.
Outside, the sound of the busy town caught her unawares. She stumbled against
Pussy’s back. He banded an arm around her waist.
“Don’t you worry about a thing, baby. I’ve got you.”
She liked being pressed against him. He held onto her,
and together they walked down the street. Sasha imagined people staring at
them, wondering what the hell she was doing with him. She didn’t care what they
all thought. In her mind, Pussy was a sexy man, a sinfully sexy man.