Whiskey: Ruthless Bastards (RBMC Book 1)

by Chelsea Handcock

  When a shadow crossed the window Addy froze; shit, she couldn’t see out but could they see in? Would the Vultures find her? What about Blade, Cinny, and the other people upstairs? Were they okay, was anyone going to help them? Damn, had Reagan, Flo, and the Prospect made it back from the store yet? Addy waited, not moving a muscle until the shadow moved on, then jumped down and looked for anything she could use as a weapon, but she couldn’t find anything. She needed to go out into the basement or try to make it to Tuck’s office. He had to have a something in there, right? Shit.

  Shit. Whiskey looked around the bar, they were fucked with a capital F.U.C.K. The Vultures had made it into the Clubhouse and had them all down on their knees. Shit, this shouldn’t have happened, hell, it shouldn’t have been possible. How did they get in? Where the hell was all their security? And where was Addison? Why wasn’t she in the room with the rest of them? Had she set them up? Had she set him up for some kind of payback? Whiskey didn’t want to believe it, hell, he didn’t even want to think it, but where the hell was she?

  Whiskey did a quick head count. Six of his Brothers weren’t there, along with Crash and Creed. Cinny and Bambi were the only Puppets, and Cinny looked like she was about to drop. These assholes loved to beat on women, he just hoped she would keep her mouth shut until he could figure a way out of this mess. He had a knife in his boot, but the assholes had taken his gun. What the hell were they doing anyways? The fuckers could have picked them off one by one, but instead they lined them all up and put them on their knees?

  The Vultures were outnumbered, but the RBMC was out gunned. Even if he could take out the assholes holding a gun to his, Brass, and Talons heads, that left the others to shoot at will. Unless they could time it just right; even then his Club would have casualties. All the guys knew the risk, but if there was another way for this whole thing to turn out, he would find it. What they needed was a distraction, something to draw the Vultures attention, so he and the others could make a move.

  Link was signaling the other guys with his hands, telling them to hold tight. Looked like he and his brother were on the same page. Whiskey gave a slight nod, showing Link he understood. Looking around, several others silently acknowledged his order. Whiskey was pumping himself up, it would be go time soon, and then he saw her, fuck.

  Addison was peeking out of the kitchen door. He tried to shake his head, telling her to go back, but she wasn’t looking at him, all her focus was on the hallway. What the hell was she doing? There were seven armed men in the room, and she was crouched down like she was invisible while standing virtually in plain, fucking sight. She needed to get her ass out the back door and run. Damn it to hell, she was going for it, and Whiskey was going to do everything in his power to make sure she got through this

  “Hey,” Link’s voice startled him at first. “What are you assholes waiting for? You have us here on our fucking knees, what next?” The guy right in front of Addison was the one to respond, drawing him closer to Link and the other guys and away from her.

  “That’s right, motherfucker, we have you on your knees, maybe we need to take advantage of that, what do you think Brothers? I’m thinking taking down the RBMC might be worth pissing the boss man off. At least then all our problems would be solved.”

  “Yeah,” Brass said, “only pussies come into another Club not wearing their cuts. Think we don’t know you’re part of the Vultures? Hell, you ashamed or something? I would be.” Damn, that earned him a shotgun butt to his head, and Brass went down hard. But, that was enough of a distraction for Addison to disappear, but where the hell did she go?

  The next few minutes would play out in his mind for years to come. Link flipped backward like some kind of ninja warrior and took out the guy holding him. Talon and Tank took out two more of the seven. Tuck and Jinx burst through the front door and took out three more. That was when Addison appeared in the hallway holding a shotgun. Damn it all to hell. There was only one guy left, and he crouched down in a fighting stance right in front of Addison. The ugly fucker didn’t look like he knew what to do, but Addison made that decision for him. Turning the gun around in her hands, she used it like a baseball bat, swinging it for all she was worth right into the fucker’s head. He went down like a ton of bricks.

  Whiskey couldn’t hold himself back any longer, he rushed to her, first taking the gun out of her hands, handing it off. Shit, he didn’t even know who he handed off to. “Babe! Where the hell were you?”

  Addison looked like she was in shock

  “Huh?”

  “I asked you where the hell you were, why weren’t you out here with everybody else?”

  “What? You wanted me to be held at gunpoint while on my knees? Oh, no wait, what you’re really asking is, did I set you up?”

  “NO! Fuck, shit, I don’t know, this doesn’t make any sense. How did these fuckers get in here?” Whiskey said, throwing his hands up in the air.

  “Seriously, you think I did this?” Addison said flinging her hands around the room. “Look at your phone, asshole. I called you and everyone else in this damn Club to let you know what was going on. I was in the basement scared out of my mind that’s where the hell I was Whiskey! That man is the one that attacked me in my barn. I heard his voice through the door, and I knew there was a problem. Do you understand what I am saying? I came to help whether you appreciate that or not.”

  Fuck, would there ever come a time when he didn’t screw things up with her? She was right, and he was so wrong. She was walking away from him, damn it.

  “Addy, wait!”

  “Oh, hell no, don’t you Addy me now, all you have asked since I got here is for me to trust you and I have, but when the shoe is on the other foot, who really has the trust issues, huh? Just leave me alone.” Whiskey watched as Addison ran up the stairs, hopefully not to pack.

  “She’s right, you know.”

  “Oh, shut the hell up, Link. Since when are you on Addison side?”

  “No sides in this, brother, she’s family, she called and texted all of us trying to get help. You should have known better, but your groveling will have to wait, we have shit to do.”

  Chapter 16

  Addy was in Whiskey room not knowing what to do next. There was always something standing between them, secrets, lies, and lack of trust. She realized that she needed to tell him how she felt. She wanted everything the future held, and she knew deep in her bones he was the only man for her, always had been always would be, but then he questioned her loyalty to the Club and to him, why?

  Someone knocked at the door. At first, she wasn’t going to answer, but knew it wouldn’t be Aiden. He would have just burst in, demanding she listen to him.

  “It’s open.”

  “Hey, baby doll,” Tuck said, walking in the room, “pretty rough day, huh?”

  “You could say that. Do you think like Whiskey that I had something to do with this? Tuck, I would never put you guys, hell anyone, in danger if I could stop it. I’ve learned my lesson, shit, Cathy and Crank, none of that would have happened if I had come to you sooner. I was just scared.”

  “Today was pretty scary, too, and you pulled through for us in a big way; for that, I’m thankful, so are the rest of the guys. Whiskey, shit honey, you probably know that man better than any of us, he has a snap trigger, and once that fucker is flipped, he doesn’t know what he is saying or doing.”

  “Yeah, tell me about it. Unfortunately, I’m his favorite target.”

  “I don’t know about that; you scared him, Addy. He might have thought that shit about you betraying us for a second, but no way he believed it. That man looks at you like you’re the reason there is air to breathe, and honey, you look at him the same way, always have.”

  “What do I do, Tuck? If he can’t trust me, we are doomed before we even get a chance to begin.”

  “I’m sure he felt the same way, until today. Listen, Addy, just wait it out, talk to him once we are done with that fucker you knocked out. I have no doubt the t
wo of you will figure this all out.”

  “Thanks, Tuck.”

  “No problem, now give me a hug.” Addy did, finding comfort she needed. Addy had always thought of Tuck as a big brother of sorts and was happy he was no longer mad at her.

  “Hey, Addy, can I ask you a question?”

  “Sure.”

  “Why didn’t you just shoot that guy? I saw you, you had your hand on the trigger and were ready to blow his ass away, but at the last second you changed your mind, why?

  “Because I want you to make him pay; that is the man who had me in the barn, and he doesn’t deserve to die fast. It needs to be slow and very painful. Tuck, I know I’m not the only woman he touched and hurt. Plus, you guys need information, and I’m guessing he has some; it’s up to you to get it out of him.”

  “Will do, Addy, will do.”

  Whiskey was still pissed; interrogating Ogre yielded some answers, but it didn’t take away the sting of getting caught with your pants down in your own fucking club. When Whiskey had gotten to the Clubhouse Link and Tank were already on the floor with guns pointed at their heads. He would have fought, hell he had pulled his weapon, but Ogre had been holding a knife to Cinny’s neck, making her bleed and there was no way he could save all of them. Knowing the other brothers were behind him Whiskey gave up his weapon. Unfortunately, all the brothers that walked in had the same thought. Fuck, their capture and interrogation didn’t give them shit.

  Someone was still after the RBMC, but at least Addison was in the clear from the Vultures. Tuck needed to talk to her, but for now, they were thinking putting the farm in RBMC’s name was the way to go, it would keep her and it safe. The fuckers after them would learn not to mess with the Ruthless Bastards. Tuck announced that the lockdown was lifted; the war wasn’t over, but they needed to get back to business as usual, starting with a RBMC welcome back party for Crank and Cathy.

  It had been hours since his blow up, and Whiskey hoped that Addison was still in their room. Tuck told him she was sticking around, but he still had doubts. Was she there to end it or to hear him out?

  Link came up and sat next to him at the bar; he was the last person, well besides Tank, that Whiskey wanted to talk to right now. When he started to get up Link put his hand on his shoulder.

  “Pretty shitty day today, huh?”

  “You could say that,” Whiskey replied and really looked at his brother. “What’s up Link? We don’t do these heart-to-hearts, anymore.”

  “Yeah, I’m thinking that needs to change. Listen, I want to talk to you about Addy.”

  “Addison is none of your concern,” Whiskey yelled, jumping up out of his seat “You have made your feelings toward her well known, Link, and I for one don’t want to hear them. I love that woman, I always have, and no way in hell are you going to ruin that for me again.”

  “Sit the fuck down!

  When Whiskey didn’t listen, Link faced him, but his voice got soft and Whiskey saw a look in his eyes that he had never seen before, regret maybe?

  “All I wanted to say is that you and Addy work. You need to go and apologize to her instead of sitting down here drinking yourself into a coma. She is worth it, I can see that now. You’re happy.”

  Whiskey blinked his eyes and even shook his head he couldn’t believe the words Link was saying.

  “You’re giving us your blessing? What the hell, Link, don’t you think you about ten years too late for this little pep talk?”

  “No, you weren’t ready then, neither of you were. I still say I did what needed to be done and I don’t regret it. You both have changed grown and now is the time for you, don’t let it pass you by.”

  “Damn, Link, I don’t even know what to say.”

  Talon walked up putting Link in a headlock.

  “Don’t say anything, brother, run before the roof falls down or lightning strikes, Lincoln Frost just kind of apologized, it has to be a first! Drinks for everyone.”

  “None for me, I have a woman to claim,” Whiskey said heading for the door.

  “No, you have a woman to grovel to,” Tuck corrected.

  “Eat her pussy after she gets off a couple of times, she’ll forget all about you being an asshole,” Brass put in his two cents

  Tank grunted but waved at him as he left the room. Whiskey felt sorry for that asshole. The scene between him and Reagan had been brutal.

  A few others whistled or made lewd remarks, and Whiskey felt right at home. They were all right, he was an ass. It wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last. He and Addison just needed to work through it, but he had a feeling it wouldn’t be that easy.

  Chapter 17

  Opening the door, Whiskey found her much the same way he had the first night, cuddled up on his bed, hugging his pillow, and he once again found himself standing there, watching. She was everything to him. He wanted the life she represented, but most of all, he just wanted her. His momentary lapse of judgment aside, he trusted Addison with his life and the life of the Club. He realized now, he hadn’t held back saying the words, but hadn’t trusted her with his heart. He was done with all that now, it was all or nothing. If she couldn’t accept that, he would let her go. Whiskey sat on the side of the bed and rubbed her back.

  “Wake up, baby, we need to talk.” Addison groaned, but turned and looked at him. Her eyes were red-rimmed and swollen, she had been crying, and it ripped out a part of his soul. He had caused that. Clearing his throat, he said, “You scared me today, babe, shit you scare me every fucking day. But, today when I saw you trying to sneak out of the kitchen with all those assholes holding guns on us, I felt my heart stop. Nothing can happen to you Addison, it would kill me.” Addison went to say something, but he placed a finger on her lip.

  “No, please hear me out. I don’t know how to do this with you. When I get mad, I lash out and say things that I don’t necessarily mean. I did that today. I’m going to fuck up, often; the question is can you accept that and still stick it out with me? Before you answer that. you need to know that I trust you more than I trust anyone, you are my home, and I love you.”

  “Oh, Aiden, from the moment I felt the explosion hit the Clubhouse, I had one regret, that I never told you I loved you. I do, always have and always will; that doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with treating me like that again, either we are in this together, or we are done. Either you completely trust me or not at all. Those are two things I will never waiver on.”

  “Addy…”

  “Wait, I gave you your say, now let me have mine. I know you, Aiden, and deep down you will always have some doubt. Shit, I don’t think I could go a day without questioning something, but in the end, if you can’t get over that or talk it through with me, it’s not worth it. We will only end up hurting each other worse than we already have. If you can agree to that, I’m all in, I will be there for you until the day I leave this world to join our daughter. My love for you has never wavered, and I can promise it never will.”

  Whiskey did the only thing he could after Addy’s declaration, he slammed his mouth down on hers and kissed the living hell out of her. Pulling back, he stood up.

  “Addy strip. I need you so bad, right now, I feel like I’m going to burst.”

  Addy ripped her clothes off just as fast as he did. Then the little vixen got up on her knees, grabbing at his dick, her greedy little mouth followed like she was starving for him. Whiskey’s head fell back on his shoulders, and he loudly moaned, “Oh shit, damn babe, that feels so good.” When she reached down and started playing with his balls, he had enough. It almost killed him, but he pulled his dick out of her glorious mouth.

  “Turn around, babe, back on your knees; this will be quick, I can’t promise soft and sweet, but I can give you rough and dirty.

  Addy groan she wanted whatever he was willing to give. Pushing her butt back she tried to encourage him to get on with it. She needed to feel them joined as one. The hard smack to her butt only increased her arousal.

  “
Stop babe, I’m on a tight wire and it’s about ready to snap and I need to say this before I sink into the luscious body of yours. I love you, too, always have and always will. You are the only woman for me. The woman I want stand by my side, riding at my back, and sharing my name. I promise to talk things out with you, to work through anything that may come up. Just promise me you will always be there.

  “Forever, Aiden.”

  Whiskey took a second to admire the view of Addison spread open in front of him. Damn, she was ready, willing, and waiting, and he wouldn’t deny her. Stroking his cock, he moved forward, placing it at her entrance, the place he wanted to be more than life or death put together.

  “Who do you belong to Addison?” As he slammed into her she screamed.

  “You, Aiden, only you!”

  “Damn right!”

  The End.

  Tank’s book is coming soon. But keep watching Ethan the fifth book of the NAC & The Holly Group it will be out soon as well. These two series will link up because of the connection with Sebastian “Bas” Frost and his brothers but the Alpha Team is not like the Ruthless Bastards. I have included the first two chapters of Jackson – Book 1 of NAC & The Holly Group, all you have to do is turn the page.

  Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed the adventure as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you liked Whiskey and Addison’s story, please take a little time to leave a review or rating. Even a few stars help to let me know I am on the right track. I look forward to giving you a lot more adventures in the future.

  Jackson