by Renee, K.
He slaps me on the back and tells me he’ll talk to me later. I watch him strut over to one of the whores and drag her off into the back room.
After watching the room for a while and drinking my beer, I decide that it’s time to go wake sleeping beauty.
When I get up for the stool, my dad stops me. “Dominic,” he looks irritated, but what’s new. He needs to fucking get laid.
“Yeah Pops,” I say. Whenever he gets this face, I know shits about to get worse for me.
“How much time you need to deal with your shit?” Shaking my head, “I don’t even fucking know. What do you think I should do?” I ask. I’ve never had a kid and I sure as hell don’t know what to do if he is mine.
“You don’t know what she wants?” he asks with a serious expression. I shake my head no and wait for him to say something.
“We deal with it. Call doc in the morning and we will go from there. If he’s yours, then he falls under club protection. He barely looks over a few months old. Why is she coming here now?”
“Shit Pops, I wish I knew. But, I have a feeling she wants something from me. She was giving Coley a dirty look the whole time.” He thinks it over for a second and I know he will probably have something to say about it.
“Keep an eye on the bitch. She will try and screw you, so be smart kid.”
Huffing out, I look at him and say, “I ain’t stupid old man.”
“Could have fooled me son. You got the bitch pregnant without knowing,” he says with a smirk.
“Says the man who had a fucking kid with Slutena.”
He chuckles and nods his head. “You got me there, but trust me kid, that sister of yours makes it worth the dumb bitch’s drama.”
Now it’s my turn to shake my head. Sometimes I don’t know what he was thinking with that broad.
We say our goodbyes and I make my way back to my room and the sexy little blonde that I plan on fucking into a coma.
Chapter Sixteen
I hear the door open and close, but I'm too tired to move. Dom walked out to answer my phone, but I'm curious to find out why. Dragging myself out of bed, I put my ear to the door and listen.
“I should be asking you the same thing.” He sounds so confident with every word he says to Danny. Or at least I think its Danny.
“I don’t know what the fuck you did to hurt her, but I am sure fucking glad you did because she’s in my bed now. Trust me I had her screaming my name all morning and night.” I can't help but blush at his statement.
“Too fucking late mother fucker. You call or come near her again and you will deal with me.” Never have I had a man stick up for me and protect me.
I can't help but get a little turned on with the words that are coming out of his mouth.
“Trust me, I’ll be your worst nightmare if you touch one hair on her head.”
I hear him move, so I jump into the bed and pretend I'm asleep. When he doesn't come into the room, I'm a tad bit disappointed, but I’m sure he went to go talk to some of the guys from earlier. Closing my eyes I replay his conversation with Danny until I fall asleep.
His hand grips my hips and pulls me back into his hard body. Lips trail along the curve of my neck and I can't help but let out a low moan.
He lifts my leg and lets it rest on his hip before slowly entering me from behind. His thrusts are slow and deliberate. One of his hands grabs one of my breasts and begins massaging it. Every muscle in my body gets tense when his other hand trails its way to my pussy.
He rubs my nub and I come apart. His strokes speed up a little bit and I feel him harden. He bites my shoulder as he comes and continues to ride out his orgasm.
"Fuck sweetness, I can't get enough of you," he whispers into my ear.
Searching out his lips, I kiss him deeply as he stills inside of me.
"Thank you for what you did earlier," I whisper in the dark. I feel him grip me tighter.
"You heard that?" he says sighing. I knew he didn't want me to know, but I was curious to why he was answering my phone.
"Yeah. It's okay, I'm not mad. Thank you. Maybe now he will get that it's really over between me and him. I've been trying for days to get him to leave me alone." I let out a breath and bury myself into his body even more.
Closing my eyes, I listen to the steady beat of his heart. He runs his fingers up and down my spine until I finally close my eyes and drift to sleep.
The next morning, I wake up to an empty bed. Looking around the room, I notice that there isn't much in here. The only things that are in his room are the bed and a dresser. He has dirty clothes all over the floor and a few beer bottles littering next to the bed.
Getting up, I stretch and then make my way to the bathroom to pee and hopefully rinse my mouth out with mouthwash if he has any.
Once I take care of my business and wash my hands and mouth, I look in the mirror and see the glow on my face. I don't think I have ever been this happy before with anyone.
I hear my phone ring, so I slip on Dom's t-shirt from yesterday, and hit the answer button. "Hello?"
"Hey baby girl. How are you doing? You coming home yet?" Sighing, I think of the best way to tell her that I don't think I'm coming back.
"Mom," I start.
"What's wrong honey?" she asks with a worried tone.
"I'm... I'm not coming back," I whisper. I know she's going to flip out on me and I'm ready for it.
"You're not coming home?" her sad tone makes me want to change my mind, but I am happy here. I know now that I will never be this happy with Danny, even if he never cheated on me.
"No Mom. I'm staying here," I can feel the tears pool in my eyes and I know this is going to be a hard one for us to deal with. She may not always be the best mother, but I know she loves me and my sister more than anything.
I hear the door open and my head snaps up to Dom. He looks into my eyes and then silently closes the door behind him.
"Coley I really wish you would change your mind. Danny said he was sorry for everything he's done," she states.
"No Mom, you don't understand. I will never and I mean never get back with Danny." My tone gets louder and I'm starting to get mad that she doesn't listen to what I've been telling her for the last few days. I will never go back to him and his sleaze ball ways again.
I feel the bed dip and Dom pulls me into his lap. "Collette Marie you are not running to some unknown town because you think you saw something you didn't," she lectures me.
Something I think I saw? Is she fucking crazy? "No. I know what I saw and nothing is going to change my mind. If you want to continue to have contact with me, then I suggest you figure who's more important to you: Danny or your daughter." With that, I hit the end button and toss my phone on the bed.
Before I can even start to cry, Dom has me wrapped up in his arms, and my head is tucked into his neck. "It’s okay sweetness, I got you," he whispers against my neck.
After twenty minutes of him comforting me, his phone starts to ring. Without moving me, he reaches into his pocket and pulls his phone out. Once he has it to his ear he barks out a "yeah?" His other arm is still tightly wrapped around me, and I can feel the tension pouring off of him.
"Fuck me," he groans. "Are you sure?" I turn my head to look at his face, and I can see that he looks pissed, but is masking it as best as he can.
He slowly exhales and tells whoever is on the phone that he's on his way. He drops his phone on the bed and pulls my face to his. He kisses me soundly and lifts me with him as he gets up. I slowly slide down his body. "I need to go. You want to stay here?" he asks with a sexy smile.
Shaking my head no, I tell him I should get back to my hotel room so I can find a job and somewhere more permanent. He growls and gives me a look that I can only guess is him being unhappy about me going back to the hotel. He doesn't think it's safe for me to be there alone, but I don't mind it. I personally think it's interesting to see all the different people who stop by there.
Once we get dressed and r
eady, he takes me to the hotel and walks me inside. He probably thinks that people seeing us together will keep them at bay. Personally I think it's cute that I have my own personal Pit Bull. I can't help but giggle at that thought.
When he hears my giggles, he spins me around and pushes me against the door. "What's so funny?" he says as he runs his nose up my neck and his mouth latches on to my ear lobe. When I don't let him, he grasps it with his teeth and tugs on it a little. A moan slips out of my mouth and I can't help but feel my panties get wet.
"Tell me," he growls.
Giggling some more, I finally tell him. "I swear you're like my personal Pit Bull. Making sure to mark your territory," I start to giggle again and he runs his hands down my sides and they go straight for my ass.
"Just making sure those fuck heads outside know who you belong to baby," he nips along my collarbone, and I can't help but melt into his touch.
"I'll be gone for a few days, so call my sister if you need anything," he says sighing. He doesn't seem to want to go wherever he's going.
"Okay," I whisper into his neck.
"I'd rather you stay at my house or the clubhouse." His breath is on my neck and I can feel the tingling going straight to my pussy. God I want to fuck him again.
"I'll be fine," I huff out. I feel his body tense and I know I’m pissing him off.
"Fine Cole, just call if you need anything. I'll call you when I get done with the run." I nod my head and wait for him to kiss me and when he does, he leaves me panting and horny.
Chapter Seventeen
Leaving Coley in that shit hole of a hotel is probably the hardest thing I've done. I want her back at my house where I know nothing will happen to her.
Fuck! I sound like a pussy whipped bitch right now. Never in my life have I cared about where a bitch stayed after I fucked her. All I know is I wanted her out of my place, but with Coley it's different.
Making my way back to the clubhouse, I can't help but think about her. I'm gonna kill my brother when I see him. If he would have taken his assignment like he was supposed to, I would be back in bed with Coley, fucking her brains out.
I see my little asshole brother when I pull up to the club house. Putting my bike on its stand I go striding after him. "You're such a fucking prick. You fucking did that on purpose," I yell as I push his shoulder.
He whips around and gets right in my face. "Fuck you Dom. You think that you're the only one who has other fucking shit to do? It's not always about your bitch ass!"
"Just cause you're the fucking golden boy around here doesn't mean you're above doing the actual fucking work. Yeah, we all know that you're taking over once dad steps down, but get off your fucking high horse," he spits.
"Jealously ain't a good color on you brother," I state. I don't know why he's so damn pissed lately, but this shit needs to fucking stop.
"Fuck you Dom," he says running his shoulder into me. I see our old man standing there watching and as much as I want to deck the little bastard, our old man will flip his shit on us.
I watch as Raef walks by our father muttering something. I make my way over to Prez and he has a smirk on his face.
"All that over a girl?"
"He screwed this shit up, so why do I have to clean up his damn mess?"
I'm pissed that our old man always has me cleaning up after my brothers. It's always been this way, and it pisses me off.
"You want to take over right?" he asks with a serious expression. I just nod my head. Of course I do. It's been pounded into my brain for as long as I can remember. The oldest son is to take the reins, it's my future.
"Then you need to learn how to deal with your brothers and clean up their messes. What else do you think I do most of the fucking time?"
"Fine," I grit out. I'm still not fucking happy about this shit, but if I want the reins, I have to prove it to him or he will never step down.
"If that girl likes you like I think she does, she will be waiting for you to come back," he stares at me for a second before he walks back inside the clubhouse.
I make my way inside and go straight to my room. Grabbing a few clean shirts and a pair of jeans, I throw them into my duffle bag and make my way to my bike. I don't even bother saying anything to my brothers or my old man. The sooner I get this shit done, the sooner I can have Coley naked and under me.
Eight hours later, I finally make it to Sacramento, California. I wouldn't mind the drive so much if fucking California drivers knew how to drive. Pulling into the club parking lot, I see Mac coming out of the club house. He waits for me to walk up to him before he says anything.
"Fuck son, it's been a long damn time." He claps me on the back and I do the same with him. Mac is like an uncle to us. He used to be one of my old man's number ones until he decided he wanted to get out of Vegas and start a chapter out here. Now he has about twenty men. "Yeah I know. How's it going?" I ask looking around.
The place looks a little worn down, but nothing that can't be fixed. "Ehh you know. Just been having some trouble with another crew and that damn brother of yours never followed through," he shakes his head and I know something else went down.
"You and I both know that’s not like him. What the hell happened?"
"I think some little pretty thing got under his skin and got his head spinnin' but what do I know. I'm just an asshole who doesn't believe in all that love bullshit," he smirks and I can't help but laugh.
Mac is the complete opposite of my old man. Hell sometimes I'm not even sure how they got along all these years.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see Coley's name pop up. "Yeah babe?"
Mac's eyes widen and he looks at me in shock. Never in my life have I ever called a girl babe.
For one, I never even answer my phone if a bitch is calling, except for my sister and Casey. They’ve have always been the only exceptions to the rule.
"Dom," she whispers into the phone.
"What's wrong?" Starting to worry, I hear her sharp intakes of breath. "Coley what's wrong?"
Every instinct in me is yelling for me to kill whoever scared her. I want nothing more than to fucking get home and pull her into my arms.
"Someone broke in while I was looking for a job. All my money and jewelry is gone," she sniffles. "I have nothing left. What am I going to do?" I can tell she's about to start panicking.
"Cole, go to my house and stay there until I get back. I'll take care of everything when I get home."
"Dom, I can't. I want to do this on my own. I don't want to rely on someone else. What if we don't work?" Her voice is low and sad, and I fucking hate that I can't do anything for her right now.
"Just go to my place and we can talk about this later. Do you want me to send one of the guys?"
She hiccups and says no.
"Baby I'll send you my address. Get comfortable. I should be home in a few days. Call Anslie if you need anything. There's food in the cabinets and fridge so help yourself." I hear her giggle and I can feel some of the tension leaving me.
"You have actual food at your house?" she says still giggling.
"Yeah babe, I do. Don't let my rough and rowdy lifestyle fool you," I say with a smirk.
Mac is still looking at me like I've grown a second head, but I don't even give a fuck. Knowing that she's laughing makes it all worth it.
I tell her that I'll text her the info and that I'll call her later.
Walking over to Mac, he shakes his head. "Fuck, please tell me you didn't go and fall for a damn pussy."
Chapter Eighteen
After Dominic dropped me off at my hotel, I showered and got ready for my day. I hung around my room for a few hours before I decided that I needed to make a plan.
First things first, I wanted to find a job so I can hopefully save enough to get an apartment or something. I bet I look like trash living in this run down hotel, but it is the only place I can afford at the moment.
Plus, I don’t want to ask anyone for help. I wan
t to show my mom and everyone back home that I don’t need them to survive out here.
Once I am all done changing into a little more work appropriate outfit, I walk towards the shops that are walking distance from the hotel. The least amount of gas I have to spend, the better it will be for me.
I walk towards the bar where I met Anslie, Dom, and their brothers. There is a cute little coffee shop next door so I stop in there and ask if they are hiring. The girl behind the counter looks me up and down before saying no. She doesn’t even bother asking me if I had any experience.
Sighing I make my way into the bar. I see the same bartender from last night, so I make my way over to him and ask if they are hiring.
"Well typically I'd say no, but you are hot as hell. I'm sure you'd fit in just perfectly." Blushing, I look down. "Aw don't get shy on me now," he says with a lazy smile. He must think that it is a good look on him, but it’s not.
"How about you start tonight?" he says looking around the bar.
"I'd love to!" I say excitedly. I can't wait to be making my own money.
"Great come by around five and I'll get you started," he says looking me up and down once more. His eyes linger on my breasts and I get a little uncomfortable, but don't say anything. I don't want to ruin my first chance at a job.
I say my goodbyes and make my way out into the Nevada sun. I thought that Texas got hot, but Nevada has a different type of heat. I stop by a small diner and order some food before heading back to my hotel room to get ready for my first shift.
It's a little after four when I get back to my hotel room. The first thing I notice is my door is broken and there is splintered wood all around the door frame. I tentatively take a step inside and see that all my stuff has been tossed around the room. My bags are empty. Shit, the money. I run over to my bag that I hid all my cash in and find that it’s missing along with all of my jewelry.
They stole all my money and jewelry. I can't believe it. Everything important to me is gone. Before I start to actually lose it, I dial Dom.
