“You’re right, I was so into listening to how you beat the slut bag to a pulp that everything disappeared. Except the girlies, I kept my eye on them all the time.” I lifted my shoulders in apology.
“Anyway, I’m not here to scold. River asked me to collect the two of you and the kids for afternoon tea and swimming at her place. Everyone is going to meet there, so let’s get to it. Chop-chop.”
An hour later we were lazing around the pool while the kids were playing in the shallow end. I didn’t know if the girlies could swim or not so insisted on arm bands and staying on the wide step. They were quite happy to do so because all the other kids were doing the same.
All the women were there. Aunt Suzy, Aunt Beryl, Gail, Genna, DC, Penny, River and I. According to Aunt Beryl we were the only old ladies on the property at present but she told us that Kahn and his old lady, Vash, would soon be moving to the property as well. Vash was nervous living so far away from the clubhouse and the protection it offered her and her kids. They were buying one of those mobile homes to set up between our house and the clubhouse until their house could be built.
“They should just turn that piece of land into one of those mobile home park things like they have in the States.” I threw into the conversation and DC pointed a finger at me and nodded.
“That’s a very good idea. I’m going to mention it to Hawk later. He was saying that they were looking to house all the brothers and their families on the property if possible. He’s worried about them travelling between their homes and the clubhouse on their own.”
“Ja, I can’t wait for this nonsense with the Maingarde’s to be over.” Aunt Suzy said. “That damn family has caused enough harm to the club.”
I couldn’t let that go. The Maingardes weren’t the problem, it was the bitch using their name that was the fly in the ointment.
“I need to explain something. The Maingarde family consists of only two people, Dominick and Pixie. That vile old woman stole their company, most of their money and their name and turned it into something horrible. Dom is a good man and Pixie is my best friend, they didn’t cause your club any harm. The way I understood it, it’s one of your own and the old bitch that’s causing the problems for the club.” I could see in the eyes of the older women that they did not believe me but I didn’t give a shit. I knew DC wasn’t as blind to the reality of the situation in Cape Town. She wouldn’t allow Hawk to strike out against Pixie or Dom.
“How can you be so sure of that?” Genna asked carefully because she saw I was upset.
“I grew up with Pixie and Dominick. Pixie shielded me from the bullies at school and Dominick made sure we were both protected.”
“Then how were you beaten up if you were protected?” Gail asked quietly after a quick glance at the kids.
“I was in the wrong place at the wrong time and heard something I shouldn’t have. And instead of running to Dominick I ran home. The old slut bag’s men did that to me, not Dominick. He rescued me and two of his men were killed in the process. So no one had better say one word against my family, because that’s what they are, they are my family.” I glanced at DC and she nodded.
“Sorry, sweetheart, our men didn’t explain how the Maingarde family is put together.” Aunt Suzy said with a frown.
All I could do was nod. I didn’t want to discuss it anymore. It would just piss me off. As soon as I could I was going to talk to Beast about it.
River changed the subject and the tension that had risen around us slowly subsided. Penny quietly reached over and squeezed my clenched hand and I gave her a grateful smile.
Talk changed to wedding plans because apparently River and Ice were tying the knot on the 24th of December at the clubhouse. River was adamant that it would be club and family only. She wasn’t having any sluts or hangarounds at her wedding. Good for her.
The talk about Pixie and Dominick had soured the afternoon for me and I quietly watched as everyone got involved with wedding planning, until River turned to me and asked for an enormous favour.
“I will be a few weeks away from my due date on the 24th and there’s no way I’m going to do more than shuffle across the floor when we have to dance. Would you please, pretty, pretty please dance for us?”
Oh shit. I took a deep breath and tried to explain. “It’s customary for a couple to dance at a wedding and I don’t have a partner to dance with. I don’t know of any male dancers here in South Africa who’s free over December.”
DC, the shit, of course threw a spanner in my carefully worded refusal. “Beast can do it. I’ve seen him dance at a few club parties and the man can move.” She said with an evil grin.
Shit. I’ve danced with Beast, many years ago. But it was nothing like an exhibition dance that River seemed to want.
“Let me think about it and talk to Beast. I’ll let you know as soon as we’ve talked.”
What else could I say?
On the ride home I bitched at DC and the prospect driving the SUV had to clear his throat loudly to disguise his laughter. The little shit. He didn’t think my big man could move. If we did this they were all in for a freaking big surprise.
Shit, I would do it just to watch the freaking smirks disappear off their faces. But convincing Beast would be another story.
As we lay in bed that night I broached the subject and explained what River wanted. My man lay in stunned silence and then he adamantly refused.
“No fucking way.”
And the way he said it I knew I would have a job and a half convincing him to do it. Hell, I wasn’t even sure if I wanted us to do it.
I shoved it to the back of my mind and fell asleep on my man’s wide chest.
Saturday arrived bright and clear and we were out of the house early to help with the preparations at the clubhouse.
We drove through the front gates that had two massive South African flags draped over them and all along the wall flags waved in the breeze.
Aunt Beryl ruled the kitchen and we all just fell in with her.
A huge big screen with a sound system had been set up at the back of the clubhouse and benches and tables arranged in a semi-circle facing it. South African flags and Springbok pennants were everywhere. The prospects were setting up the bar and Chris and Grietjie would be manning the bar wearing their Springbok support t-shirts. I was wearing the Springbok jersey Beast had given me last night and the girls were in tiny little support t-shirts and I couldn’t resist taking a photo of the three of them. Of course Beast, like all the other men, had his kutte on over his jersey.
I really didn’t know much about the game but became as crazy as everyone else as the Springboks showed the world exactly what we were made of. A diverse country that pulled together when it mattered the most.
The celebrations when the final whistle blew were absolutely crazy. Trays with shots called Springbokkies appeared at the tables and everyone drank and shouted with joy. The champagne and alcohol flowed but Aunt Beryl and her crew were right there setting platters piled high with nibbles while the prospects started the fires.
Earlier I had seen the piles of meat marinating in tubs in the walk-in fridge and couldn’t wait to enjoy my very first braai (BBQ) since coming back to South Africa with the club.
We spent the day hanging out under the trees and the kids, with Jagger keeping a concerned eye, tried out the club’s new pool. I went along to watch over my girls and gasped in wonder when we finally walked out of the trees and into a clearing that nestled at the bottom of a rocky incline. The pool was unlike anything I had ever seen. It felt like we had wandered into a forest and found a clearing where a waterfall splashed into a clear sandy bottomed pool surrounded by ferns, water lilies and big flat rocks.
I stood with my mouth open, totally speechless as I took in the beauty.
“This is the most beautiful pool I have ever seen. Is it natural? And how are you going to clean it?”
Jagger got all technical and I just nodded along as I sat down on one of the flat roc
ks and just stared. The girls came and sat with me and dabbled their legs in the water watching the older kids swimming.
We returned home late that evening with filthy dirty little girls fast asleep in their car seats. They didn’t even wake up when we washed them, dressed them and put them to bed. Beast and I enjoyed a long lusty shower and fell into bed as well. It had been a long day in the hot sun.
It was the best day I had had in a very long time.
If I had known what awaited us I would maybe have taken more time to enjoy the peace.
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
Beast
Monday
The weekend was over but there was still a buzz of excitement hanging around the clubhouse after the celebrations of the weekend. But it was time to focus on business once again.
Beast and his chosen team all gathered in Hawk’s office going over the plan for Kobus Pretorius. Ice had prepared the paperwork for the bastard to sign away his parental rights and they all knew exactly what to do. This was just the final meeting to ensure they were all on the same page. A last warning from Hawk not to damage the asshole so much that he couldn’t sign the fucking papers.
Got it.
With the final plans in place Beast and his team got ready to ride, but no bikes or kuttes. Instead they were taking one of the SUV’s and the panel van. Terror drove the van with Scar riding shotgun and Beast, Dizzy and Wolf climbed into the SUV with Will behind the wheel. While they were busy persuading the fucknut to sign the papers the prospects would keep a look out.
As they suspected the parking garage wasn’t busy at all, they parked and called Ziggy who was waiting for their call.
“I’ve got the cameras looped, brother. Call me once you’re done and I’ll fix it again.”
“Got it, brother.”
They didn’t have to wait long for the little bastard and his bitch to pull into the parking garage. They had set it up perfectly. The only parking space near the entrance to the gym was the one between the van and the SUV and like a good little boy the bastard slid his fancy ride into the spot. They waited for him and the bitch to get out of the car then they were on them. Snatching his key fob and slinging him and his bitch into the back of the van. The bitch was about to start screaming but Wolf slapped the already prepared strip of duct tape over her mouth and zip tied her to the ring at the side of the van. Her eyes were wide and terrified but they all ignored her, for now.
Kobus Pretorius was a big guy and strong but didn’t fight as he took in their masked faces. The minute they had him in the van he started bargaining.
“Don’t hurt my wife, just take the car. I’ve got money, I’ll give you everything I’ve got just don’t hurt my wife.”
“Fucking amazing, he cares about her.” Wolf growled as he bent closer to the woman’s face and bumped her head with his.
“Please, leave her alone, don’t touch her.” He begged and snarled at the same time.
Beast didn’t give it time to go any further, he wanted this done.
“You listen to me, and listen carefully. You’ve been threatening a friend and her son.” When the bastards’ eyes widened Beast knew he had him. But it’s the wife’s reaction they all focused on. She had no idea what was going on judging by the confused look on her face. Beast looked at the wife while he spoke. “She came to me for help after you tried to blackmail her into giving you her son. You fucking raped her you piece of shit. You don’t deserve to spend one second in that child’s life.”
By now the wife was frantic, shouting and trying to claw the tape off her mouth. Beast nodded at Wolf.
“Shut the fuck up, bitch. I’ll take the tape off for a little bit but if you scream I’m going to cut your pretty face so badly that every single person who sees you will fucking run away screaming. Do you get me?” She nodded wildly and Wolf slowly pulled the tape away from her mouth.
“What have you done, Kobus? What have you done? How old is he?” She whispered hoarsely.
The bastard had fucking tears in his eyes. “He’s three. It was at my bachelors party and I was drunk and high and the boys were...just being the boys and I...I. Stef told me I did something I wish I could take back, but I can’t. And then one day I saw her with the kid, and I knew he was mine, and you were broken and lost and I had to try and fix it. I love you, I love you so fucking much I had to try and give you what you wanted so badly. And he’s mine, I should be able to give what belongs to me to my wife.” And just there he lost any fucking sympathy any of them might have had for him.
“That child is the product of rape, you piece of shit. You raped a woman even when she begged you to let her go. You raped her more than once that night as you and your boys held her captive. And the reason you did is not because you were drunk or high or the fact that your little boys egged you on, you did it because you thought she was an easy mark. A stripper no one would care about. You were fucking wrong. We care about her, we care about her son and we are here to see to it that you never fucking touch either of them again.”
“But I don’t...” He started but his little socialite bitch did not giving him a chance to speak.
“Oh God, this is a nightmare. You raped a woman and she had a child and you thought you could just go and rip that poor little boy from his mother’s arms and give him to me? What the hell, Kobus? How did you think this was going to work? How were you going to get her to give him up?” She glanced around the van and shook her head. “By the look of these guys you were going to do something bad...again. I don’t want that child and after today I don’t think I want you either.” She looked up at Wolf. “If you could please cut me loose and give me the car key I’ll be out of your hair and you can do whatever the hell you want with him.”
That’s when the piece of shit really started begging. “My Lief (my love, my darling), please, please don’t do this. I love you. I did it for you, only for you. You so badly want a baby and you were spiralling into depression so deep I was scared I was going to lose you and I wanted to give you what you wanted so badly.”
She sighed and shook her head sadly. “Kobus, you raped her and now you want to take her son. That’s like raping her all over again. How were you going to explain his existence to me? How?”
“I...I was going to admit to what I had done. Beg you to forgive me and help me raise him. He deserves a chance at a better life, and we can give him that life. I was wrong. I should never have threatened her. I should have begged her to be a part of his life.” Tears were now running down the asshole’s face. “I was ashamed, I am ashamed of what I’ve done. She did not deserve what happened. If I could go back I would fucking change it, but that would mean he won’t exist and as fucked up as it sounds I can’t regret him. He’s so fucking beautiful, baby, he’s just so fucking beautiful. And I know it’s wrong and all kinds of fucked up but I love him, I do.”
His wife shook her head and tears were running down her cheeks as well. “You are dreaming, Kobus. Our life is all fake. All that shit on social media is so damned fake. I don’t want that life, I never did but you insisted and dumb blonde that I am I went along with it. But not anymore, as of today I’m done with living in the spotlight of your stupid ego. It’s done.”
“Harmony, baby, please. I know it’s fake and you hate it but it’s been our life from the start. If you wanted to change it why didn’t you say anything? Why did you let me carry on letting the media rule who we were?” He looked stunned and Beast glanced at Dizzy who just lifted his shoulders as if he was as confused as Beast was.
This shit was turning into a fucking marriage counselling session.
Holding his hand out to Terror still sitting in the front seat he handed the file with the paperwork to Beast and he set it down on the floorboards of the van.
“The two of you shut the fuck up and listen. We’re not your fucking marriage counsellors. Here’s what’s going to happen.” Tapping the file with his glove covered forefinger Beast looked at the fucking asshole then at his wife. “You
are going to sign the papers relinquishing your parental rights.” The bastard shook his head violently from side to side. “You are going to sign the papers and walk away from this, if you don’t, we will release the rape evidence on social media and watch your fucking world burn down around you.”
And that’s when the bastard’s wife showed that she was more than just a pretty face.
“No, you won’t do it, because it would expose her and her little boy to his crazy fans. And let me tell you, they are genuinely crazy. You can’t do it to that little boy, you just can’t. I want to meet them. I want to sit down and talk to her and meet her little boy. She could have had an abortion and she didn’t, she kept him. And by bringing you guys into the mix to protect her boy I know she has to love him. I don’t care that she’s a stripper, we all have to do what we have to do to survive. Please, arrange for me to meet with her and after we’ve met we’ll talk about signing the papers.” She watched Beast narrowly as she spoke and he knew she was memorising his eyes so he winked at her. She grinned and shook her head.
“I don’t know if this plan of yours is going to fly with Brandi, that’s her name by the way. She wanted this shit done today. We need to run it by her and we’ll get back to you. In the meantime think about this. Where ever you go, whatever you do, we can and will get to you, so you stay away from Brandi and her little man until we contact you. Do you understand?”
She nodded and glanced at her husband who nodded as well, his fucking eyes still filled with tears. Fuck. Beast wasn’t going to push any harder because the fucked up truth was he believed the fucknut. He had seen his boy, fallen in love with him and wanted to be in his life. It was a fucking mess but at least it wasn’t his mess. Thank fuck.
Tipping his head at Wolf to slash the zip ties around the bitch’s wrists he did the same to the fucknut.
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