by Christy Rose
“Want me to come over and we can talk?”
I desperately wanted to spill my guts to Sam but my father took priority. “I have a couple things to do but I promise we can talk soon.”
“You sound different, Audrey. Is everything all right?”
I didn't even know how to answer that question. Hawke and I were back together but my father was probably the reason he was in jail for all those years. “I'm fine, Sam. Just have a lot of things on my mind. I'll talk to you later.”
I hung up the phone and raced over to my apartment to change. I tossed the red dress into the laundry hamper and put on jeans and a black blouse. I needed to look respectable if I was going to my father's building to interrogate him.
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Spencer Enterprises took up almost an entire city block and was the pride of Saint Marks. My father provided jobs to more than seventy percent of the town's population. Over the years I'd only visited him a handful of times at his office. My dad was a busy man and I normally needed to make an appointment.
But today was different. He was going to speak to me no matter what.
I pulled up to the security booth and showed the guard my driver's license. “I'm Mr. Spencer's daughter.”
He took off his sunglasses and looked at me and then my license. “Good to have you back here again, Ms. Spencer. I'll ring up and let them know you're coming.”
I took a special elevator that went straight to the top of the highest tower. The doors opened to an enormous lobby with a tiny desk at the far end. A blonde woman—younger than me—sat behind the desk, her nails clattering against the keyboard.
“You must be, Ms. Spencer,” she stated. “Your father is in a meeting right now that could take a couple hours. You can come back if you want?”
I didn't care about some stupid meeting. Nothing was as important as this. “No, my father will see me now.”
The secretary tried to stop me but I reached the door to my father's office before she could get her hands on me.
My father's office was as big as my apartment. Expensive paintings covered the walls and floor-to-ceiling windows showed off an impressive view of the town. His huge oak desk stood at one end with a long rectangular table surrounded by office chairs on the other end.
My father sat at the far side of the meeting table and almost every chair in the room was filled with business suits. Everyone turned their attention to me.
My dad stood up in his chair.“Audrey, I'm in the middle of a meeting right now. If you could wait until it's over and then we can talk.”
“No Father, we're going to talk right now.” I rarely ever crossed him so he knew it had to be serious.
“Gentleman, if you would please excuse me. It seems a family emergency has come up. We'll reschedule for tomorrow.”
I waited by the door until the entire office emptied out.
“Audrey, this is most unusual. That was a very important meeting.”
I walked over to the opposite end of the meeting table. “Cut the shit, Daddy.” I hadn't been this angry with him since before Hawke went to prison. I set both palms face down on the table.
“What's the matter, Audrey?” he asked.
“I want you to tell me the truth. The whole truth. And don't lie to me.”
“Audrey, I always tell you the truth,” he interrupted.
“Are you the reason Hawke was arrested?”
My father sighed and slumped back into an office chair. “I never wanted you to find out about that.”
So it was all a lie. Hawke was telling the truth. Rage boiled in my stomach. I would have slapped my father across the face if he was close to me.
“How could you, Daddy? I loved him.”
“That was exactly the reason why. Hawke wasn't the right man for you. I could see you going down the wrong path and I had to do something to stop it.”
“By ruining a man's life!” My palms on the table had formed into fists.
“By saving yours, Audrey,” he said softly.
I pounded against the table, taking my frustration out any way I could. “I didn't believe you were capable of something like that.”
“I was only trying to protect you.”
My voice began to waver. Hold it together, Audrey. “You went too far. I don't want your money anymore and I don't want to see you again.”
“You'll see it my way eventually. Hawke is a bad guy and he will only hurt you in the end. Please stay away from him.”
Tears formed in my eyes. My father meant the world to me. But I never knew how evil he was. I turned around and ran for the office door before I started to sob.
My father called to me but I ignored him. I closed the door behind me and fell to the ground, letting it all out. I didn't care that the secretary was right there, watching me cry my heart out.
I picked myself up and went for the elevator, wiping my nose. The doors closed just as my father opened the office door and looked at me one last time.
Anger and sadness stormed through my soul. I didn't want to believe my father could do anything that insane. But he did. And it wasn't right.
Hawke went through so much hell and it was all for me.
Hawke
I woke up the next morning and reached my hand out to feel for Audrey's warm naked body. But the bed was empty.
I shot up and saw the note sitting on the nightstand. My heart calmed and I read it. I was glad she went out because there was some business I needed to tend to and I didn't want Audrey finding out about it.
I never told her about my meeting with the mayor. If I had to do something drastic to Audrey's father, it would be better if she never found out that it was me.
I had the Prez call an emergency meeting at the clubhouse. My problem with the mayor and Mr. Spencer needed to be dealt with. My brothers could give me advice on what my next move should be.
We gathered around the MC table that had Blood Dogs and Saint Marks engraved on it. Diesel, the Prez, sat at the head of the table. The rest of the members were seated around.
Diesel slammed the gavel down. “Everyone is here today because Hawke has a problem.”
“He get his cock stuck in his zipper again?” Pike said, pressing his round glasses to his nose. Pike was the MC treasurer and thought he was the funniest man alive.
“We can't help you with all those STD's, Hawke,” Juice chimed in.
I smiled at Juice and gave him my middle finger. “Too bad I got 'em all from your mom.”
The veins in Juice's neck popped out. Stone was sitting next to him and had to hold him down.
Diesel glanced at me. “Hawke, explain the situation for everyone.”
“I had a meeting with Mayor Peterson.”
“I'd like to ring that motherfucker's neck,” Cannon, our Sgt-at-Arms, said. Cannon still had hair unlike Pike but Cannon chose to shave right down to the scalp.
“Mayor told me that he was the reason I got out of prison. But he was also a part of the reason I was put there in the first place.”
“Did you kill the bastard?” Piggy asked. He was the MC prospect and his enormous weight was the reason for the nickname.
“Almost couldn't stop myself. But killing the mayor would send me right back to prison.”
Diesel calmed everyone down. “What does the mayor want?”
“Wants me to take down Audrey's father and Spencer Enterprises.
“That's a tall order,” Stone said, running his fingers through his hair.
“If it was anybody else, I wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in their skull. But I can't kill Mr. Spencer without hurting Audrey.”
Cannon rubbed his bald head. “So you have two options. You do the mayor's dirty work and take down Spencer Enterprises. But lose your girl in the process. Or...you kill the mayor and get sent to prison again.”
“You forgot the third option,” Piggy said. “Kill 'em both. They deserve revenge for what they did to you.”
Revenge did sound sweet. Those two men had to
rn Audrey and I apart. They deserved to die.
“You definitely have a predicament,” Diesel added.
“Is there any way we could kill the mayor without getting caught?” I asked.
Pike took his glasses off and rubbed the lenses on his shirt. “Next to impossible. The mayor is surrounded by security twenty-four hours a day. Even if you were able to get close to him, you'd have a dozen witnesses and guards that would shoot you down.”
I tried to imagine the different scenarios and in every one, I was either caught or killed. “What if we take him out from far away? Cannon is pretty good with a sniper rifle.”
Cannon nodded in agreement. I'd seen him shoot cans from a thousand yards away.
Pike shook his head. “Also impossible. The mayor travels in a bullet-proof limo. He also only goes out in public when he needs to.”
“I hate to say it, but what if you went to the cops?” Juice asked. “They might actually believe you.”
The table turned to Juice like he had uttered the worst words known to man.
“Sheriff Buckley is bought and paid for by the mayor. I can attest to that. The cops can't help us here,” I said.
“That leaves you with one choice,” Diesel began, “You have to do what Mayor Peterson wants. Take down Spencer Enterprises without killing Mr. Spencer.”
“Well how the fuck do I do that?”
“You're going to need access to his office. He's no doubt hiding records of his various meetings. There's bound to be some info in their that will put him away and destroy Spencer Enterprises. Get the documents and bring them to Pike. He can get them to the FBI anonymously.”
Pike nodded. “That seems to be the only choice you have left.”
“Worry about the killing later,” Stone added.
The MC was right. Killing them for revenge would have to wait. My only option was to take down Mr. Spencer in a way that I wasn't accustomed to—using my brains.
“How can Hawke get access to Mr. Spencer's office? That place is a security compound.” Pike asked.
The light bulb in my head went off. “Audrey can help me get in. She can distract her father long enough for me to get the documents.”
“How many of us can she sneak in?” Stone asked.
“It's only going to work if it's just Audrey and I.”
Diesel raised the gavel. “Looks like our work here is done. Meeting adjourned.” He slammed the gavel down.
The only problem was how to get Audrey to betray her father? She might hate him right now but not enough to destroy him.
Chapter Eight
Audrey
The talk with my father had completely wrecked me. I sat in my car, too weak from crying to drive.
Everything I knew about him was a lie. I'd heard rumors around town about my father being a ruthless businessman. But that was business. This was my life he was toying with. The thought of never seeing him again pulled at my heart. He was always there for me when I needed him most. But I could see now that he only had his own interests in mind.
After every tear was wrung out of my body, I finally started the car and drove back to Hawke's house. I couldn't let my dad control my life anymore.
But that meant no more money. No more fancy apartment. How could I afford to live on the money I made from painting? Hawke didn't even have a job. The money he got from the MC was meager at best.
There were a lot of things that needed to be sorted out.
I knocked on Hawke's door, not sure if it was appropriate to just walk in. We were together again but were things back to normal yet? Everything was pretty far from normal right now.
Hawke opened the door and peeked out, holding a handgun. Probably a good idea that I didn't just walk in. “What's with the firearm?” I asked, pushing by him.
“Never know when your enemies are coming,” Hawke replied, putting the gun behind his back and in his waistband. Hawke looked at my face and instantly knew something was wrong. “What happened? Your eyes are all red.”
We sat down on Hawke's dusty couch. My throat choked as I began, “I went to my father's office to confront him. He admitted the truth. My father was behind it all. He's the reason you went to jail.”
Hawke's fists clenched as he sat next to me. The rage in his eyes was fiery hot. “That fucking bastard.”
I nodded, trying to hold back the tears. “He said he didn't want you near me anymore. When we went against his advice and continued dating, he took drastic measures. I'm so sorry, Hawke.” I fell into his arms and hugged him as hard as I could.
“It's not your fault, Audrey. You didn't know.”
“But I trusted him for so long. He was the reason I didn't visit you in jail. He convinced me that you were guilty and I should move on. If I had only listened to my heart, I might've seen the real picture.”
“Let's not get caught up in the past. I'm here now, Audrey. We can move on together.”
He couldn't have said it any better. I reached up and kissed him hard. I wanted to take away all his pain and suffering. I wanted to go back and change everything. Make sure that Hawke never went to jail. But there was nothing to do about it. Hawke was right to move on.
Our lips touched and everything disappeared into a fog. The beating in my chest was only matched by Hawke's. He held me tight in his arms as his tongue entered my mouth. I melted away, never wanting to leave this moment.
Hawke broke away. “I don't ever want to lose you again, Audrey.”
“Then don't ever let go,” I whispered.
Hawke kissed me again, his eager hand wandering under my blouse. I cried out as he squeezed my breast over my bra. My moaning only made him hungry for more. Hawke lifted my blouse over my head and I undid my black lace bra before he could rip it off. I liked that bra a lot.
Hawke craned my neck to the side and left a trail of kisses down to my shoulder. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations. He kissed my collarbone, kneading my breasts. I held his head against me as he kissed my peaks. He ran his tongue along my cleavage and over my nipples. The cold air perked them up and Hawke sucked on each nipple as hard as he could.
The thought of what was going to happen next excited me to no end. Hawke was the only man that could make feel this way.
Hawke deftly unzipped my jeans and pulled them off. He tugged at my panties and I swatted him away. “Not so fast, Cowboy. I like these panties.”
“We'll have to be careful then.” Hawke placed his fingers gently underneath the black fabric and pulled them slowly down my legs.
I was completely naked before him and Hawke still had on all his clothes. “Am I the only one that's going to be naked here?”
“For the time being.” Hawke smiled and ran his fingers along the inside of my thighs. My body shivered as he moved closer and closer.
Only a little higher...
But Hawke stopped. He took his fingers away. No! I need you now! Touch me until I shatter...
Hawke spread my legs apart until my dripping wet pussy was all his. “Taste me, Hawke. I want to feel your lips on me.” There was more I wanted to feel but his lips would do for now.
Hawke layered kisses down my stomach to my pubic mound. Just a little bit lower...
Hawke buried his face between my legs, suckling on my clit. The sudden injection of pleasure made me cry out his name. I ran my fingers through his hair as his tongue tasted up and down my sweet slit.
My hips arched with every spike of ecstasy. Hawke drove me wild as he had done so many times before. My breathing quickened and I was so close. “Hawke...”
He kissed my clit until I came undone, squeezing his head in a vice. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I let the ecstasy control me. Hawke worked his magic, swirling his tongue around until I couldn't take anymore.
The next orgasm was only moments away. Hawke slipped his fingers into my tight wet hole. I clenched his hair as he curled them inside me. “How can you make me feel this good?” I breathed.
“Because
I love you,” Hawke returned.
His words had too much power over me. My body reacted in ways that I never thought possible. My hips bucked against his firm lips, spreading my wetness all over his face. I shuddered around his fingers until my body couldn't take anymore.
Hawke pried himself from between my legs. But I was desperate for more. A million orgasms wouldn't be enough. He licked his lips tasting all of my cream. I wanted to be with this man forever.
