Fallen Lords MC: Books 4-6

by Winter Travers

  “Deadline?” I asked.

  Nikki sat down next to me, and Alice sat on one of the stools by the bar. “Our Cora edits amazingly smutty books,” Alice explained. “Last week, she left her computer open when she ran to the bathroom, and Wrecker read a little bit of what she was going over.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “I have never seen that man rush me to the bedroom before. My shirt was off before we even hit the door.”

  “Is that what that was?” Nikki asked. “I saw you two fumble past Pipe’s door. You two were all legs, arms, and butts.”

  Alice fanned her face. “Girl, let me tell you right now. I don’t know what Wrecker read, but I am going to have to ask you what it was, Cora, cause I’m going to buy that book and read it to him every night.”

  Cora shook her head and laughed. “I’ll send you the link when it’s live.”

  “You’re really an editor?” I asked.

  Cora nodded. “Yeah. I needed to find a job that I could do without anyone really knowing who I was or where I lived. As long as I send back a clean manuscript, no one really wonders who I am or who I’m related to.”

  That raised so many questions in my mind but I didn’t want to ask them. “That’s cool,” I mumbled.

  “What does Raven do?” Nikki asked. “I see her on the computer all of the time but she’s so prickly that I’m afraid to ask.”

  “Prickly is a great word to describe her cranky ass,” Alice laughed. “I try every day to get her to talk to me but she barely gives me the time of day.”

  “That’s because you’re dating her brother, who she hates,” Karmen pointed out. “I’d hate you too.”

  Alice rolled her eyes. “Thank you so much for agreeing with her irrational behavior.”

  Karmen nodded. “That’s what I’m here for. If you want rational, hit up Wren or Cora.”

  Wren nodded at me. “You know what Raven does on her computer?”

  “I bet she’s a spy for the Russians and is gathering intel to send back to them,” Nikki said around a mouthful of bacon.

  Now that made me giggle. “She’s actually a graphic designer. She has a long list of clients she works for.”

  Alice threw her arms up in the air. “Well, there goes the Russian spy theory. I really thought it was a possibility.”

  I didn’t know if she was being sarcastic or not. It was really hard to tell with her if she really was crazy or just witty as hell. “Uh, I promise she’s not a spy. Just doing stuff on her computer that I could never do.” I had zero talent at all. I had always been floundering around trying to figure out where I fit in. At twenty-nine, I still didn’t have that answer.

  “That explains why she told Wrecker to fuck off when he offered her money.” Alice tapped her chin. “He was quite offended by that, which surprised me, but the guy is still trying to make up for shit that he couldn’t have fixed before.”

  I may be staying in the same room with Raven, but I didn’t really know much more about her than she was a graphic designer, she was working at the club to help her brother, and she took me under her wing when I started working at the club.

  “Wrecker being offended by anything seems odd to me,” Nikki laughed. “Whenever I see him smile at you, my jaw drops. That mountain of a man smiling is enough to make any woman’s panties melt.”

  “Better not have Pipe hear you say that,” Karmen warned.

  Nikki looked around. “He’s not here, and I know none of you bitches will tell him, so I’m not worried.”

  “What aren’t you worried about, sugar?”

  Nikki’s mouth dropped open, and Cora busted out laughing. Pipe walked into the common room with Boink, Nickel, and Maniac following behind him.

  “Oh, sweet heavens,” Wren whispered.

  “Fog,” Nikki croaked.

  “Fog?” Pipe questioned.

  “It’s clear out there,” Maniac pointed out.

  “Pretty sure we just walked in on a conversation we’re supposed to not hear,” Nickel chuckled.

  “Total Girl Gang talk. Nothing important for you guys,” Alice said reassuringly. “Wrecker come in with you?” A sly smile spread across her lips, and Nikki choked.

  Her eyes bugged out of her head, and she turned to glare at Alice.

  “Uh, he’s on the phone.” Pipe hitched his thumb over his shoulder. “Club business.”

  “You still going on with this Girl Gang shit?” Nickel asked Karmen. He stood behind her and peeked down at Cole. “He’s still out?” he whispered.

  “He’s in a boob milk coma right now.” She smoothed her hand over his hair and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

  “Hmph, I remember when I would fall into a boob coma too, but it’s been awhile,” Nickel muttered.

  Cora snorted, and I couldn’t help but giggle.

  “Told ya,” Nikki sang out. “I’m not having a baby ‘til Pipe gets sick of me.”

  “Guess we’re never having a baby then, sugar.” Pipe reached for the bacon and snagged four pieces in his huge hand.

  Nikki elbowed him in the gut. “Uh, yeah we are, just not now. I need to get my fill of you and then we can make a mini Pipe.” Nikki must have forgotten that Pipe had just walked in on her talking about how good-looking Wrecker was. I was in agreeance with her, but I knew from the small amount of time I had spent with everyone that these guys were possessive as hell about their women.

  “You get something to eat?” Boink was standing over me with a scowl on his face.

  “Uh, not really hungry.”

  “You need to eat.”

  I looked up at him. “I think I’m good if I skip a meal.” My ass and thighs were nicely padded. Skipping a meal or two would probably be good for me.

  He grunted and shook his head. “Eat.” He grabbed the spoon in the eggs, plopped a huge pile on my plate, and snatched two pieces of toast.

  “I can’t eat all of that.”

  He grabbed a piece of bacon and popped it into his mouth. “What you don’t eat, I will.”

  Well, that was a bit too personal for me. “I can get you another plate.”

  “No.” There wasn’t any room for argument in his tone.

  “Whatever you want,” I mumbled. I shoveled a small bite of eggs into my mouth and saw him watching me out of the corner of my eye.

  “More.”

  What in the ever-living hell was he going on about? If this was how breakfast was out in the clubhouse, I was glad I had missed it for the past two weeks. “I’m working on it, man. Eat your bacon and let me be.”

  Boink grunted but kept his mouth shut.

  “Anyone else wonder what they’re talking about?” Alice asked loudly.

  I looked around the table to see everyone was staring at me again.

  “Probably talking about the fog,” Pipe smirked.

  Nikki held up her middle finger in his face. “You’re only half handsome when you’re a dick to me.”

  He grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss to the pad of her finger. “But I’m still handsome.”

  Wrecker stormed into the clubhouse and hollered without missing a step. “Church in fifteen minutes,” he thundered. He grabbed Alice’s hand and pulled her down the hallway to the bedrooms.

  “Hell. That phone call must not have ended well,” Maniac muttered.

  “No shit,” Nickel agreed. “He was actually in a good mood before. Now I’m pretty sure the world is ending.”

  “Everyone eat ‘cause this shit ain’t gonna be good,” Pipe ordered.

  I lifted my plate up to Boink. “You eat this. I can grab another plate when you guys leave.”

  He shook his head. “You eat.”

  Lord have mercy. The man was going to drive me insane. From the sound of it, he was about to walk into hell, and all he cared about was me eating breakfast. I was tempted to text Raven and ask her to get into some trouble to distract Boink.

  I quickly shoveled five bites of egg into my mouth, downed it with a slug of coffee, grabbed bacon, and a piece of toast off t
he plate. I nodded at the plate and stood up. “I’m done. You eat now.” There was still a mound of eggs on the plate for him and a few pieces of bacon left on the table.

  He grunted but sat down in my spot. Grunting seemed to be his way of communicating with me at the moment.

  “You wanna hang out today?”

  I pulled my phone out and looked at the time.

  “Mayra,” Karmen called.

  “Huh?” I muttered.

  Cora shook her head. “Girl, I just asked you if you wanted to hang out today.”

  She had? I heard her, but I figured she was talking to one of the other girls. “Uh, me?”

  “Sweet hell,” Cora murmured. “Yes, you. We can’t go anywhere since all of the guys have church, but we could go hang out in the backyard.”

  “Raven is working back there,” Nikki reminded us.

  Cora scoffed. “Please. I couldn’t care less if she’s working back there. I think it’s the perfect time for some mimosas and chilling out.”

  Nikki held up her hand. “I second that motion.”

  “I third it,” Karmen chimed in.

  “Am I supposed to fourth it?” Wren asked.

  “Great. They start day drinking before nine AM. I predict all of you taking a nap by two,” Maniac laughed.

  Boink finished his food in record time and stood up. He turned his back to everyone, blocking me from view. “You okay?”

  I didn’t realize how tall he was before. He had never been this close to me, and it was making me realize a lot of other things about him. Things I shouldn’t be noticing.

  Blond hair that begged for me to comb my fingers through.

  Piercing blue eyes that seemed to see everything I tried to hide.

  Wide, broad shoulders.

  Tattooed covered arms that made me wonder just how much of his body was covered in the colorful ink.

  “Uh, yeah?” I think he had asked me a question but I had been too busy trying to check him out without him noticing.

  “You don’t sound so sure about that,” he said quietly.

  I wasn’t sure why I wouldn’t be okay right now. “I’m sure that I’m okay.”

  “If you want to go back to your room, you can. I didn’t plan on this when I bribed you into coming out here.”

  What had he planned on with me coming out here? “Uh, I’m good with going outside for a bit. Is that okay with you?” My question came out a lot bitchier than I had expected it to.

  “Whatever you want as long as you stay out of trouble, M-baby.”

  “I’ll do my best to talk them out of robbing a liquor store or toilet papering the clubhouse.”

  He shook his head. “You think you’re joking, but you’re closer to the truth than you know. The Girl Gang is crazy when they’re all together, like they are right now.” He grabbed my hand and squeezed gently. “I’ll be as quick as I can.”

  He let go of my hand and headed down the hallway with the other guys following behind him. I looked down at my hand that was still tingling from his touch.

  Cora came up next to me and put her arm around my shoulders. “You look like you could use a drink.”

  She couldn’t have been more right.

  *

  Chapter Four

  Boink

  Wrecker was pissed.

  He sat at the head of the table, his arms crossed over his chest, and a scowl across his lips.

  No one dared speak.

  We were all going to sit here until Wrecker told us what was going on. We were going on five minutes of just sitting in silence.

  “Leo Banachi,” he finally enunciated slowly. “Any of you fucks ever heard of him before?”

  You would have to be living under a rock to have not heard about the mafia kingpin from Chicago.

  We all nodded our heads and waited for him to explain.

  “I was just on the phone with one of my contacts and discovered that someone living in my clubhouse right now has royally pissed off the mafia.”

  Holy shit. This was not good news. We were dealing with Oakley Mykel and Jenkins already. Adding in the fucking mafia was not a good idea.

  “Who?” Pipe demanded.

  “One of the women you guys seem to gather like lost fucking kittens,” Wrecker growled.

  Whoa shit. One of the Girl Gang was in some deep shit.

  “I bet it’s either Cora or Raven,” Nickel laughed. “They seem to be the type that would piss off the mafia with their mouths.”

  Wrecker shook his head. “Fucking try again.”

  “Alice?” Maniac asked.

  He had taken off with her right after he called a meeting. But I really doubted Alice would have had the time to fit in pissing off the mafia in the past months.

  “I’m gonna fucking ignore the fact you think Alice would fuck with the mafia.”

  She was a bit crazy, so to me, it wasn’t really that far-fetched she would mess with the Banachi’s. “So who is it?” I asked.

  Wrecker leveled his glare on me. “Funny you should ask, Boink. You are the one who just did a two for one on collecting chicks.”

  “But you just said it wasn’t Raven,” Clash pointed out.

  “I know what I fucking said, Clash, and it’s not Raven. It’s the fucking chick who is living here because Boink got her roped into the Oakley mess while trying to keep Raven safe. Which, he fucked up.”

  “Mayra?” Nickel called.

  Wrecker nodded. “Ding, ding, fuckers. The quiet chick that no one sees but somehow has taken up residence in our last spare room has the fucking mafia after her.”

  Pipe sat back in his chair and blew out a deep breath. “I did not fucking see that shit happening.”

  “How the hell does the quiet chick who stays in her room all of the time have the fucking mafia on her case?” Nickel asked.

  I wanted to know the same damn thing. I hadn’t spent much time with Mayra, but never once did I get the feeling that she was in trouble like that. If anything, I thought maybe she was running from an ex or some shit like that.

  “So she fucks with the mafia, goes to work for Oakley Mykel, and then she somehow ends up in our clubhouse?” Maniac shook his head. “That is some fucked up shit right there.”

  “Why is she in deep with the mafia?” I asked.

  “That’s where shit gets even more interesting.” Wrecker leaned forward and planted his elbows on the table. “Her mom died six months ago. Before that, her dad died. Her dad is the one who was in trouble with the Banachi’s. The mom paid on the debt and it pacified Leo Banachi.”

  “But then her mom died, and now no one is paying on the debt,” Pipe finished.

  Wrecker pointed at him. “You got it. Now the Banachi’s are trying to get what is owed to them.”

  “Does she even know about all of this?” Maniac asked. “She doesn’t act like someone who has the mob on her case.”

  She didn’t. Not at all.

  She was quiet, but I didn’t get the feeling that she was quiet so she didn’t end up dead. “So, the Banachi’s know she is here?” I asked.

  Wrecker shook his head. “Not yet, but I’m sure it won’t be long until they figure it out.”

  “What do we do now?” Brinks was sitting at the other end of the table with a cigarette hanging from his fingertips.

  “She needs to leave,” Wrecker stated.

  “What?” Pipe asked. “We’re just gonna push her out?”

  “Come on, Wrecker. I know all of the chicks around here drive you crazy sometimes, but you can’t be that cold hearted that you’re just going to push this chick out on the streets with the Banachi’s gunning for her.” Maniac shook his head. “You can’t do this.”

  Wrecker slammed his hand down on the table. “We are up to our fucking knees with shit from Oakley and Jenkins finding out we went above him to get our own deal. I do not need the fucking mafia to deal with.” He turned to look at me. “Pack up her shit, pack up your shit, and I’ll give you an address of a place you c
an go. She’s out of the clubhouse, but so are you.”

  “So, I’m supposed to deal with the mafia on my own?” Had Wrecker lost his fucking mind? What was I going to be able to do with the Banachi’s?

  “You’re gonna hide that chick on your own ‘til I get a better handle on what the hell is going on.” Wrecker moved his gaze to Brinks. “My source told me he heard the Banachi’s were closing in on Oakley’s club. Once Leo talks to Oakley, it won’t be long until he’s knocking on our door wanting Mayra. Find out what you can for me about the deal Mayra’s dad had with Leo. I’m assuming it has to be a hefty amount of money he owed if Leo isn’t letting it go even though the guy is dead.”

  Brinks nodded. “I can do that. Might take me a bit, though. Not like info on the Banachi’s is just floating around. I’m gonna have to wade through a bunch of bogus info to find out what you need me to.”

  Wrecker nodded. “I get that. Just get me what you can.”

  “What happens if the Banachi’s find me before Brinks figures out the details of what they want?” I asked. I was taking a chick I knew absolutely nothing about to some random place and I was supposed to keep her safe from the mafia by myself.

  “Clash will be your point of contact. I don’t want you calling me or anyone else. You’re heading west and nothing is going to happen to you if you listen and do everything I tell you to.”

  “You said I’m not allowed to call you,” I grumbled.

  Wrecker rolled his eyes. “All of my information and direction will be filtered to you through Clash. I want you out of here within the hour.”

  “Why do I feel like you’re mad at me for this?” I questioned.

  “Because I am fucking mad at you for this. You fucked up with Raven making me have to come in and fix everything.”

  I leaned forward. “Raven didn’t get kidnapped because of me. They took her because she didn’t keep her mouth shut. That ain’t got nothing to do with me.”

  “You couldn’t control the situation. That is your fault. Now we had to bring Raven here and she brought Mayra with her and that all comes back to you not being able to do a simple thing of watching two chicks.”

  Wrecker was never going to stop blaming me for things with Raven. “I had no clue that anything was going on with Mayra. As far as I knew, she was just a waitress who was friends with Raven.”