by M. T. Ossler
Alejandro is not aware of this, cause we keep it close to the belt, but Ricco the head of the Italian Mafia is an ally, and not a fan of the Mexican or the Columbian Cartels and want them out of the US, as bad as we do.
He’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep Jules, Bella, and Shorty safe. They still have Mafia blood running through their veins and will always be a part of their family, as well as Lorenzo, Val, Romeo, and Bash. Taking them all in changed our lives for the best.
When I'm finished I head back to the room Jules is in, to wake her up and head back to the resort. We have a couple more days in paradise and I don’t plan on letting my girl out of my sight or off my cock the rest of this trip.
Friday mornin’ we head back to the Compound and start assessing the damage. The sheriff’s department released the Clubhouse from the investigation yesterday. Benny was also out there yesterday mornin’ with his guys to start the repairs. Thankfully, there was not too much damage. Enough though, it will still take a few weeks, but he said he’ll rush the job having men there around the clock
In the meantime, Beast, Ryder, and I will be housing a few guests for a couple of weeks. It’s all good, this is what family does, right.
Chapter 33
Julietta
It’s so nice to finally be home the last few weeks and breathe a little. Hunter has been smothering me since he got me back. He’s so afraid to close his eyes for fear I’ll leave him again and he’ll lose me, us. I hate that I made him feel this way by doing what I thought was the right thing and believing those God-awful men. How was I to know they were lying sacks of shit. I, of course, did have my suspicions but was too scared to act on them. My fear was, they really would hurt my family, and all those innocent bystanders at the resort. I couldn’t have that on my conscience. I know Hunter gets it. However, he’ll never like what I did or accept my justification, because I’m his and he needs to be in control. I took that control away from him and didn’t give him a choice or a chance to do his thing. He feels I should have had more faith in him and his brothers, and that wasn’t the case at all. I have complete and unconditional faith in all of them. I was just on a time crunch and felt I had no choice. I knew in my heart how it would all play out. Hunter would move heaven, earth, and hell to get to me, and he did.
Was I scared, sure, I’d be insane not to be. I was scared the whole damn time I sat in that car, counting the minutes until I saw Hunter’s handsome face and piercing baby blue again. The men didn’t touch me, but they did say some cruel sexual things to me. They all wanted a turn with the pregnant girl and Santiago was going to give it to them while he watched. They were counting down the minutes until we stopped for the night in Pensacola, so they could pass me around. I knew Hunter and our brothers would make it to me in time, before any of that happened. They own the whole damn state and have a lot of brothers milling around. I had no doubts or qualms, in my mind, about that! The sexual things they were talking about doing to me, scared the shit out of me. I was fearful they would not be able to wait and would be stopping at a rest stop or would find another hotel to stop at. If it was Hunter saying those things to me, I would have been all hot and bothered. Even now, thinking about doing some of those things with him has me turned on.
I had to use the bathroom so bad while I sat in that car, for what felt like days. I was scared to ask, though. These men were sick, and God only knows what they would have attempted if given half a chance.
After three hours in the car, I couldn’t hold it any longer and started to do the pee-pee dance in my seat - that’s what my mom called it. So, Santiago ordered his man, Juan, the driver of the car I was in, to stop at a gas station to fuel, up while I used the restroom. They all followed me inside and after checking the room and finding no windows, they allowed me to go alone. Thank God for small miracles.
When we left to return to the cars, bikers were surrounding them. At first, I didn’t recognize them all as Dragons. I immediately feared a rival Club or gang had come for me next. You know the Satan Halo’s are still out there in the shadows waiting to get back at Hunter for taking Brook. Then the man who I later realized was Iron Dog, Tallahassee’s Prez, got me away from the Cartel men and told me Gator and my man were on their way. That had me breathing a little bit again. Then two minutes later, Hunter was jumping out of Gio’s SUV and darting right to me. I was in the air and home in his arms instantly. The world became right again, and the nightmare had ended.
I know what I did was stupid, beyond stupid, but what’s done is done. You can’t cry over spilled milk, right. I had to suffer the consequences, though. My consequences consist of a spanking and withholding of my orgasm while he fucked the shit out of me. Worst night of my life, I still can’t sit on my sore tush or walk straight. Not like that’s not normal these days with my waddling around from the baby. Not being able to cum... that was a torture in and of itself. I never want that to happen again. That night I promised Hunter on my life and baby Blue’s, I will never do anything like that shit I did, again.
The guys used Iron Dog’s Clubhouse to take care of those awful Cartel men. Then we went back to the resort and spent the rest of our honeymoon in bed. A perfect ending to our mini vacation. The start and finish were excellent, the middle just went a little off the rails there for a while. I consider it just a bump in the road, not Hunter, he says it was a sinkhole in the middle of our honeymoon.
Now, we’re home, with a full house. We have Gator, Sam, Throttle, and Shadow staying with us in our upstairs guest rooms. Brook and Blaze are still here in her room downstairs. Gio and Bella are housing Lorenzo, Val, and Hawk with them. Bash is crashing with Dusty in his little two-bedroom apartment in the back of their house. Gigi and Romeo are staying with Aunt Cindy in her two-bedroom place. Snake, Wolf, Skull, and Cowboy are crashing with Ces and Ryder in their guest rooms. It’s a good thing we all built big houses. The men definitely thought ahead on that one.
Maggie and Jan are still with Maddox and will be staying there until the Clubhouse is finished. Apparently, they made a couple of friends - hang arounds - there. Maddox cleared then, for Gator to take them. Since our Club was down one and with all the guys, four would be good. I don’t like it, but I don’t have a say. There a lot of single men around here and they prefer club girls over citizens, something about them knowing the score. Insert eye roll. These bitches wouldn’t know their place around here if it bit them in the ass. They think their whore asses don’t stink and they own the place. In actuality, Bella and I rule the roost around this place, being the two head ol’ ladies. I would put Sam before all them too, even though she’s not officially claimed by Gator, she’s still part of our little ol’ lady club. I refer to her for a lot of things. Anyway, Aunt Cindy better tighten the reigns on them the minute they walk through the doors. There will be rules in place and if they don’t follow them, they will be out on their whore asses. Time will tell, I guess.
The Clubhouse is almost done, and I can’t wait to see what Benny did to the place. I know Gator ordered him to replace the kitchen with a bigger one, a large restaurant size one, with the top of the line ovens and a large built-in refrigerator. He even had him add a large walk-in deep freezer in the back by their large storage closet. There will be two sinks, a large one and then a smaller one in the center island.
I don’t know if he will ever get us girls to leave, Bella’s kitchen is pretty awesome, but the Clubhouse one sounds like it will be so much better. That was probably the plan all along, to keep us girls close to them.
Hunter made a change to the media room too, making it larger and they even added a library for Iceman’s ol’lady to homeschool their two boys here. She is even helping Brook finish her credits, so she can graduate soon.
In the meantime, after being home for a couple of weeks, today we’re all going over to Gio and Bella’s house. I’ve been so tired, and I almost passed on it, I couldn’t, though. We’re throwing a baby shower for Brook. Bella, Sam, and I put our hearts into i
t with Hunter and Blaze’s help. Blaze has a special surprise for her and I can’t wait to see what it is. He kept it close to the belt and I don’t even think his brothers know what it is either.
“Kitten, you ready?” Hunter asks, entering our bedroom. I’m sitting on our bed going through pictures on my phone and clearing some out. My iPhone holds a lot, but sometimes I double take photos so why not clean it out and have more space. My apps take up enough storage. Hunter backed it up on my laptop to my cloud, so technically, I could delete them all from my phone, I won’t though, I like looking back at some of them.
“Just need my sandals,” I reply and go to get up from the bed. Hunter is right in front of me to help me up. I’m 26 weeks pregnant and not exactly big, but I’m not small either and it’s getting harder and harder to get up from a sitting position.
“I’ll grab your shoes,” he says running to the closet once I’m settled on my feet. He grabs my white flip-flops and places them on the floor. My feet have been swollen and all I feel comfortable in are flips. Thankfully with the heat here in Florida, it’s all good. They always match with the sundresses I can’t seem to part with lately. Dresses are easier for me since I feel like I live in the bathroom now; like Bella did almost her entire pregnancy. If I could go without a bra and panties underneath it would be even better, but Hunter won’t allow it. So, when I’m in our bedroom, I stay naked under the fans.
I slip my shoes on and we head downstairs. Everyone is waiting for us to go next door.
When we arrive, the food is all set out and the decorations are done. We all yell surprise to her and Blaze places her in a high back wicker chair with pink ribbons and balloons on it. It’s the same chair we used for Bella’s baby shower, only her’s was decorated in all blue.
We have a great day together, much like Bella’s baby shower. We play silly games and tell stories. Hunter tells us every story he can remember of Brook as a baby. The look of fatherly love and pride shining from his eyes puts a huge smile on my face. He may be her brother by blood, but for all intense and purposes, he is her father. I’ve accepted and love the way they are together. My man is going to be an excellent daddy to our little boy, that I have no doubt.
I still see the pain in his eyes, though, I don’t think that will ever go away. He feels like he’s failed her and there is no way to make up for it. All the years apart, then getting her back only to find out she’s pregnant, with his brother’s baby, before she’s even 18, is a hard pill for him to swallow. He didn’t fail her. Brook and I will spend every day making him understand how true that is, until it gets through his capo dost (hard head).
The party winds down late, and we head home, with our entourage, for the night.
For the next few weeks, we’re so busy. The Clubhouse finally got finished a week after the baby shower and passed inspections. The guys have been busy setting it up and getting it ready for the party. Sam, Bella, Brook, and I planned a spectacular 4th of July party for today, with Gigi’s help of course.
It’s been a busy and tense year so far, and everyone is looking forward to today. We’ve celebrated birthdays, anniversaries, babies, pregnancies, and found family. Hunter and Lorenzo hit the big 3 0 a few months ago, and we had all the Clubs here for the entire weekend to celebrate. It was all good. We still have a few more birthdays to celebrate this year. Brook will be celebrating a big one, her eighteenth, in a few months, October. Hunter and Blaze are planning a special weekend away for her. But before that, is Bash’s, mine then Blaze’s birthdays.
All my brothers are full patch members now, by the way, and the Club took on five new prospects. Like I said things have been crazy. So many changes in such a short time.
Today’s party should be exciting and I’m looking forward to it.
Let’s celebrate in style, right. Bring on the fireworks baby!
Chapter 34
Ace
It’s party day, our annual 4th of July party. I don’t know if you remember last years, I do. It was the first one I got to spend with Jules, even though we weren’t official at the time. That was one of my best celebrations. I stayed by her side all day, claimin’ my stake on her, even then, for the guys to back off. That day went better than I expected and so did the night. That night, I stood by her and watched the fireworks, the prospects put on for us. I wanted to hold her during the show, but I held back. Not this year, this year she will be in my arms, all fuckin’ day and night. She’ll be sporting my kutte and my diamond ring on her tiny finger.
After what happened at our wedding, I was reluctant for the big party, but Gator and Maddox assured me it would be fine. Gator amped up security and has extra guys from all the Clubs on watch. We also have extra prospects to man the gate and do perimeter checks.
I can’t go through that shit again. Her being gone for those few hours was almost my undoing. I couldn’t breathe until I finally had her back in my arms. I took all my anger out on those assholes. Santiago thought he was invisible. Alejandro didn’t even think the Dragons had it in us to take his second in command down. Hell hath no fury like a man in love. When a man loves with all his heart and another man tries to take that away, you better watch out, cause there will be no mercy.
After getting Jules back home, so many things have happened. It’s been a whirl wind of events. First, we had a house full of people for a couple of weeks, until the Clubhouse was finished. Then we had to move back into the Clubhouse. We celebrated birthdays for the first time around here. The girls planned a weekend party with Gator for Lorenzo and my 30th. Then we had Beast, Colts, and Bella’s. Last night we had cake at Beast’s for Knuckles’. The girls love to make cakes for every special occasion they deem fit. We celebrated one year of having the girls in our lives, too. Not a monumental one, but a memorable one all the same.
We also had all the guys that were prospecting become full patch members. Five new prospects were voted in and we have two new club girls. The prospects are working out better than the girls. Maggie and Jan are a bit territorial with the guys and don’t share very well. The two new girls Nicole and Marcy aren’t havin’ it. They see the guys as fair game, all of us. That’s not how things work around our Club. Thankfully, Cindy has put her claws into the girls and has a handle on the new ones. That was one of the best things we did, voting her in has house mama. Our house mama is not what you think, she doesn’t sleep with the guys. She just runs the show with the girls, and does the ordering for the bar and kitchen, keeping the Clubhouse fully stocked for us. When she approached Gator and me, we weren’t so sure it would work out. We knew we had to do something and fast after Chrissy. So, we took it to the table and the guys voted for her to do it. Honestly, none of us wanted to take control of them, so she did a huge favor for us. Plus, with her taking over the bar and kitchen, it gives us more time to concentrate on Club business.
Cindy sees all, and it scary how much she knows about what goes on with the Club, but she knows to stay quiet. We have a rule; only patched members get the inside scoop. No one tells her anything, she must just hear the guys talkin’. The men have bigger mouths than the women.
Then we had to plan for our annual 4th party, we host. The girls to took reigns on this one and just led the men around by their dicks. The girls love to joke with us about it cause we don’t argue with them, we just do what they ask. It’s all good, my girl can yank my dick anytime she wants, cause when I want her pussy, there are never any complaints.
Busy, busy, busy around the Compound, that’s for sure.
Today, we have everything set up behind the Clubhouse, close to the lake. Speaking of lake another house has broken ground next door to mine. I’m sure there will be more to come. I have a feelin’ our man Benny is gonna be a busy man for the next few years.
I stride into our kitchen with Jules. On our way out back and find a few stragglers.
“What’s goin’ on in here? Why aren’t you guys out back with everyone?” I ask and the three of them turn to look at me and that’s
when I see it. Shorty is in Blaze’s arms with tears cascading down her face. Brookie is by her side, rubbing her back.
Who do I have to kill now? A growl erupts from my throat when I take in Shorty’s appearance and I pull Jules with me to get closer. Shorty is not one to cry, much. She’s more clingy than anything, so someone had to hurt her.
“Who am I killin’ today, Shorty?” The tears just continue to spill from her eyes and Brookie moves to the side for me to get closer to Shorty. She leaves Blaze’s arms and comes into mine. She buries her head under the sides of my vest.
Where the fuck is Beast? He should be here too.
“Don’t kill him, just beat his ass in the ring today, please. Please, beat the shit out of that asshole and humiliate his sorry ass,” she sobs into my chest. I look over to my brother for answers on what she’s talkin’ about, and to confirm if it’s who I think it is.
He nods, then in a low tone he says, “She caught Knuckles with his tongue down Nicole’s throat. I haven’t had a chance to talk to him yet. She ran straight to me and when I saw her face I knew it was bad. I got her inside away from everyone, so Brook and I could talk to her.” Shorty releases me to go back to Blaze’s arms, face planting into his chest, and head under the sides of his kutte.
Just as I’m about to speak to Shorty the back-door burst open. Beast comes barreling in dragging Knuckles by the collar of his kutte. Gator, King, Chains, Colt, Gears, Ryder and Taz are all behind them. Eleven big men and three tiny women in one space, filling up my kitchen. It’s a clusterfuck.
Beast throws Knuckles on the bar stool by the island and orders him not to move. Shorty doesn’t move from Blaze as he keeps her hidden from them.
“What the fuck, man?” I growl at Knuckles and Beast throws his hands up at me to hold on.
