Beast (Diablos MC Book 1)

by Eden Rose

  Plus, Bella’s not that type to flip on us. I think she’s really enjoying being with me and the perks she gets from it. Why would she want to risk it by ratting on us?

  “Look, prez, I know you’re pissed about her dad flopping on our brothers, but Bella’s innocent. She doesn’t know anything,” I reply.

  Prince chuckles a sardonic chuckle. The kind that makes your back straighten and the kind that proves he’s for no games. “I don’t get two fucks if you’re fuckin’ the princess. What I care about is not having some mole in my clubhouse!”

  I don’t know if I’m more pissed off that he’s questioning my loyalty or if he’s bashin’ my girl here. I’m pissed off something fierce but I can’t figure out which one.

  “You think I would do that? You think I would allow some chick to come into our club to report back to her dad?”

  We both light up our blunts again since we didn’t take a drag off of it for a couple of minutes, the cherry burned out. I take a deep drag in hopes of calming down.

  Didn’t work.

  “You mean to tell me,” Prince begins as he pokes a finger at my chest, “you’re not lettin’ this girl’s magic pussy get in the way of makin’ a good judgement?”

  Now he’s really pissing me the fuck off. How dare he say my woman has a magic pussy and it has clouded my judgement? Regardless of how great she is in bed, I’m a brother first. I protect this club first.

  And Bella… she doesn’t deserve to be talked about like she’s some bad person. The woman is the sweetest, most tender woman I have ever met and I couldn’t imagine her trying to fuck us over.

  “Prez! Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me? When have I ever gave you any idea I wouldn’t back the club first? I swore on an oath, asshole!”

  “You will be able to make a decision on puttin’ that rat down even though you’re shackin’ up with his daughter, right?”

  In the back of my mind, I knew I shouldn’t have said what I’m about to say. The words slip out of my mouth before I can even stop them. “Of course. She’s a chick.”

  She’s just not a chick to me, though. I feel it in my bones she and I are meant for more than just temporary fucking. Yeah, we’re playing house right now and it’s great. Long term, I want her. I want her fully as mine. I don’t give two shits that she’s so young.

  And, I don’t give two fuckin’ shits who her dad is and what he’s done.

  “Beast, I’m ready to go home,” Bella calls from next to us.

  My back tenses up at the thought of her hearing the conversation we just had. “Uh, Bella, how long have you been standin’ there?” I question hoping for her to say she just got here.

  She looks pissed off and I know she heard everything I said to Prince. I’m fucked. Completely and utterly fucked.

  “Not long.”

  Her two words are icy.

  “You okay, baby?”

  She nods. “Yeah, I’m just ready to go home. By the way, Prince,” she calls out to my president who turns to look her way, “if you’re looking for my dad, you won’t find him. He’s probably in a different country. My dad had a shit ton of money and he told me he would run if he needed to.”

  Prince’s eyes widen. “Do you know if he has anymore money hidden in your old house?”

  “How should I know? I’m just a dumb college student who’s shacking up with a man who doesn’t want me for more than my pussy.”

  Bella’s words stab at my heart repeatedly while I try to think of something to say to undo it. There’s nothing I can say to take away making her feel like she’s a piece of ass.

  “I think you overheard a conversation you were not allowed to hear,” Prince states with authority in his voice.

  She shrugs like she doesn’t care. Since she’s been with me, her confidence has grown. I fucking love being around her when she’s throwing her sass around.

  I have always found it hot when women will stick up for themselves and own it.

  She shrugs. “Maybe not, but I didn’t expect you guys would be plotting how to kill my dad!” Bella yells at Prince.

  Prince winces as do I. “You had to know that was gonna happen, Bella. You didn’t think we kept you around to be Beast’s pet, did you?”

  The way he’s talking to her, I’m thinking he has something more planned than what he’s letting on. Anyone who knows me, knows I’m obsessed with this woman in front of us. I’m obsessed with her from head to toe.

  “Prince!” I yell at him to get him to stop.

  “Fine! You want to know where my dad is that bad?” She yells at him.

  He nods. “Well, yeah. We’re not running an orphanage!”

  “Prince! Leave her alone. She doesn’t know anything!” I try to protect her. Prince’s hostility has raised dramatically since he has taken over the presidency.

  His eyebrows raise. “It’s funny how you’ve been fuckin’ this chick for this long and didn’t get the info.”

  “Baby, he doesn’t mean that!” I try to interject but I saw the damage being dealt with. She’s going to want to run and I will never get her back.

  Bella’s listening to the words with her face stock still. I know she heard them but she doesn’t want Prince or I to know what she’s doing. I feel fucking terrible.

  I close the distance between us and try to wrap my arm around her to pull her close. Anything to take away the distance between us I already feel.

  It’s funny how I’ve only known her for a short amount of time, but she’s become so much more important to me than anything or anyone else.

  Including The Diablos.

  She shows me off. “Don’t touch me!” She growls at me. “I’m packing up my stuff and going to stay with a friend from school. You guys can do whatever or whomever you want. Leave me out of it! I shouldn’t have gone with this whole shit.”

  “You would have rather been sold into sex traffickers?” I ask her with my eyebrow raised.

  “Anything would have hurt less than this bull shit with you guys. I’m ready or should I call Charger?”

  That got Prince’s attention. “You would have another biker come to our place to come get you? Beast, did she have that great of a pussy? For all this bull shit for some booty.”

  “Fuck you,” Bella snaps.

  The president’s face whirls to stare at her as if she punched him in the face. “Excuse me?”

  “I’m done with being treated like I’m your pet. You want my dad? Go get him. I’m done with being the collateral for you people. I’m ready to go home.”

  I can’t believe Bella’s got this big of a bite. I didn’t expect her to do this. Fuck. How much do I even know about this woman? I know that I’m feeling something strong for her. I know that I don’t want her to go. Who the fuck am I to keep her here? It’s obvious she doesn’t want to be here.

  “You want to go home?” I ask her.

  “Not your home, my home,” she snips at me.

  “Then, Dragon will take you back to my house to get your shit and take you back home.”

  Bella

  Dragon is quiet on the way back to Beast’s house. I don’t fault him for it all because I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to feel regarding Beast thinking I’m just a piece of ass.

  I think I’m more mad at myself than anything else for believing I could be enough for the big and bad biker. I’m just a girl who’s a freshman in college. I don’t know the first thing about being with anyone like that. I jumped from the kiddy pool into the ocean.

  “I’m gonna come in with you,” Dragon says once he’s parked in front of Beast’s house.

  Someone was in here and destroyed the place. Someone fucking trashed it and now you’re about to tell him to leave? What if they came back? What if they didn’t leave?

  What if it were my dad?

  I want to tell him not to worry about it, but I need someone with me so I don’t have a panic attack when I go through his house to get all of my stuff. When I go through everything will remi
nd me of him.

  I get choked up when I open the door to the house I’ve called home for the past week. The smell of all man is no longer comforting to me. It will be the reminder I have burned in my brain of the heart ache of leaving Beast. Of Beast not wanting me like I want him.

  Tears pool in my eyes and there’s nothing I can do to stop them from flowing down my cheeks. Dragon wraps his arms around me probably thinking he’s being comforting. It is, the only problem is, I cry harder.

  “Bella, sweetie, I’m so fuckin’ sorry,” he murmurs in my hair.

  I burrow my face into his chest to hide the shame of my crying. The man smells like leather, smoke and beer. A combination I’ve grown accustomed to with Beast. This only makes me cry harder.

  Dragon rubs my back in comforting circles. “I know it sucks right now, but in the end this is probably better for you.”

  I shake my head. “I don’t see how this is better for me. I thought he loved me.”

  “I’m so fuckin’ sorry,” he repeats.

  “You didn’t break my heart in two. You didn’t take my virginity and call me a piece of ass to your president.”

  He takes a deep breath, squeezing me tighter. “It hurts now and it will. Soon, it won’t hurt, baby.”

  I push myself off of him. I need to get my shit packed so I can get out of here before I have a real break down. Beast’s house is just another reminder of everything I gave him and never got back in return.

  No matter where I turn, I come face to face with another memory of what it was like to be with him. On the couch where he would wrap his arms around me and kiss my neck repeatedly. In the hallway where I would run to the room for a night of love making.

  In the kitchen where we would eat together and talk about random stuff. Every where I look, my heart breaks more.

  It’s obvious none of it meant anything to him. I was nothing to him.

  Just some fresh pussy. An easy heart to manipulate and hold as collateral. That’s all I was to him.

  I pass the kitchen on the way to the room I stayed in, I see the plates we used at breakfast still in the sink. I remember thinking before we left how I needed to clean them. It looks like that doesn’t matter anymore.

  I wonder if Beast will look at everything like I am. I wonder if he will look at the couch and think of me, or the bed I slept in and remember what it was like to be with me. I wonder if any of it meant anything to him.

  I quickly stuff my clothes into the bag lying next to the bed. I don’t care about what’s still clean or dirty, all of it gets stuffed into the bag without being folded. I will just wash everything when I get back to my dad’s house.

  Dragon’s not in here and I appreciate the fact he’s giving me space to do my own thing. I need the space to get my shit together before I go back to my dad’s. Before I leave the home of the man I love.

  I grab the bag full of my clothes along with my book bag, and leave the room. I turn once more to look at the bed I slept in with Beast. He never invited me to his room. I figured he wanted me to feel comfortable with having my own space…

  Or maybe it was to make sure I didn’t get too close to him. Or maybe he didn’t want to get too close to me.

  Too bad, I’m in love with the asshole and now there’s nothing left for me here besides heart ache.

  I walk out of the room I stayed in and had so many great memories in, now I’m standing in front of the room that has always been shut and locked. I’ve never tried to go in there until tonight.

  I put my hand on the doorknob and it twists open. Quickly, I look down the hall to make sure Dragon’s not lurking around and try to stop me from exploring this room. Now that Beast and I are over, I don’t feel as if I have to give him the privacy I once did. I’m no longer staying in his house and I no longer have to give him the respect I once did.

  The room smells different than the rest of the house probably because the door usually remains closed. I push the door open to get inside to turn on the light. I shut the door behind me in hopes of not being found.

  Once the light is on, I face a scene I never thought I would face. The man has most definitely been keeping things from me and I cry all over again.

  Beast

  The minute she drove off, was the second I felt something shifting inside of me. I didn’t give two fucks what Prince and The Diablos MC has to say about my relationship with Bella because she’s everything to me. I just didn’t realize it before now.

  Watching her body be stuffed into D’s SUV has been more of a wake up call than anything else. I stare at Prince for a minute before running to my bike.

  “Where the fuck are you goin’?” He yells at me.

  “Fuck you, Prince. I’m goin’ to get my girl.”

  He storms over to me and glares at me before nodding his head. “I can tell you have feelings for her. It fuckin’ sucks it took you so long to realize it. Go get your girl.”

  Not the president’s speech I’m used to, his words shock me.

  In theory, I thought letting Bella go was the best thing I could have done. I’m not saving her by keeping her in my house against her will. She deserves to be free. In reality, I’m fucking hurting inside at the thought of never seeing her again.

  I go ninety down the highway on my bike hoping to get to my house before Bella leaves. It’s after one in the morning and the road is empty besides a couple of people coming home from the bar.

  Pulling into my driveway, I see that Dragon’s still here. I park my bike, not caring I didn’t pull it up into the garage, running towards my house to stop Bella.

  Fuck Prince and fuck what he had to say about her. She’s special to me.

  “Bella! Bella! Where are you?” I yell through my house.

  Dragon stops in front of me and shakes his head to tell me how he feels about me. “I know, brother! I know I fucked up. Where’s Bella?”

  He nods his head. “She’s in her room packin’ her shit to get out of here. You lost her, bro. She loved you and you fucked her over.”

  “I fucked up. I know I did,” I call over my shoulder as I run towards Bella’s room.

  The light is off in the room with the door wide open. I turn on my feet to see if I can find her. What if she’s been kidnapped out of my house or some shit?

  That’s when I see the light under the door to the room I’ve never wanted anyone to see. The room I’ve kept in case I had that baby. The room I’ve only gone into when I wanted to draw the knife farther into my chest.

  Bella’s in there.

  I throw open the door to see Bella standing by the crib. She looks like an angel, but that doesn’t stop me from going off on her.

  “How fuckin’ dare you go into this room?” I yell at her.

  She turns to look at me with tears rolling down her face. The tears don’t stop me in my tracks as I storm over to her. “What made you think you could come in here? I gave you the whole fuckin’ house. This was the one room that was sacred. Why?” I roar.

  “I, I, I, uh, I…” She stutters.

  I grab her by the arm to get her to look at me. Her beautiful face all scewed up from fear doesn’t do anything to cool my anger. “Tell me!” I deplore.

  “I’m sorry! I wanted to know!”

  “You wanted to know what?”

  “I wanted to know what was behind the door. I’m so sorry!”

  I want to shake her, I want to throw her out of the room to show how sacred this room was to me. I don’t. I don’t because I know I could seriously hurt her.

  “What the fuck is going on?” Dragon yells from the door.

  I fall to my knees in the room I had created for the baby that was taken from me. I felt all of the emotions I felt from the night I found out she had an abortion. I feel all the emotions and I ball up my fists.

  I hear Bella yell with agony when she fell from me.

  “Take her. Take her back home. I never want to see you again, Bella. You… You just couldn’t leave shit alone!” I scream at h
er.

  For the first time since that night of finding out my baby was killed, I cry.

  I can hear Dragon talking to Bella to get her to leave the room with him.

  “I’m so sorry, Beast. I’m so sorry!” She cries before leaving me.

  Leaving me in the despair I was used to before finding Bella. For a brief moment, I thought I was finally going to get some solace. All of it is gone and now I’m kneeling in the room I refused to get rid of.

  Bella

  He had a beautiful nursery all set up in his house. There’s no pictures of any babies throughout his whole house. Where’s the baby at? What happened to the baby?

  Seeing the mix between anger and hurt on Beast’s face is more than I can take.

  I cried the whole way to my dad’s house with Dragon just shaking his head. I know he knows I’m heartbroken and he’s doing the best thing he can do for me right.

  Not saying a word.

  Every couple of minutes, he touches my knee to soothe me but nothing will soothe me. The pain of knowing I caused this much turmoil to Beast is like driving a stake to my heart.

  “I didn’t know anything about that,” Dragon says softly when he pulls into the house where my dad lived.

  The outside of the house looks like a battle took place in front of it with the bullet holes through the whole siding. There’s shell casings outside with police tape wrapped around the whole perimeter of the house.

  Dragon doesn’t stop the car like I thought he would. “You’re not stayin’ here. I don’t care.”

  I’ve lost everything. My mother, my home and Beast. More importantly, I lost Beast.

  Dragon pulls into a motel’s parking lot, stopping and walking into the office to get a room for me. He opens the door to my side of the SUV. “I got you a room for a couple of nights until we can figure out something else. I would take you to my house, but I have a feeling Beast would fuckin’ kill me.”

  “Why are you being so nice to me?” I ask him again like I did the first time I met him.

  He kisses my forehead. “Because I know what it feels like to not have anyone on your side.”

  I walk into the motel room, looking around at how depressing the whole room is. The bed looks like a piece of shit, I instantly miss Beast’s spare room. The bed was more comfortable than a cloud.