by Eden Rose
“Sure, sure.” I think about my next move.
30
Maci
I couldn’t fall asleep without Hawk in the house. We have been staying here for about two weeks, and as the days go by, he leaves longer and longer. It is always the same thing.
The sex is off the chains. Every time he comes home, he is eager to make me come more than the night before. I have never been with someone like him before. I don’t know what it is.
I’m waiting for Hawk to come home tonight before I can fall asleep. There is something about him coming home and snuggling with me that makes me fall asleep faster than before. It’s a strange thing.
It’s also something I have never had before.
Which is why I’m seated in the kitchen and dunking my teabag into my mug trying to relax. Working with Hawk is going pretty well, so I’m not stressed about that. I think I’m more stressed for the fact no one has any information on the hit that’s supposed to be out on me and my daughter.
Howie has been in constant contact with me, which is nice. However, how many times am I supposed to talk to him and hear the same bull shit reasons as to why no one has found the man who is carrying out the hit on me.
I know how men like Savros works. He’s not going to let just anyone know he’s out to kill an officer of the court. He’s going to bide his time and make me sick from the stress.
“Have you heard anything?” I ask Howie on the phone.
He snorts. “Nah. Turns out the clubs Savros’ men contacted have backed out. Word on the street is they are going to contract mafia to get rid of you.”
“That’s pleasant,” I mumble. “How much longer do I have to be in hiding for?”
I love being around Hawk. I’m surprised to admit it, but being around him is the best feeling I have ever felt in the world. He makes us feel safe.
Even Riley is liking it.
“Hawk still isn’t home?” Riley whispers.
I shrug. “No.”
Suddenly, there’s a crash and glass is being shattered all over the place as a bullet is shot through the window into the living room. Two feet away from Riley.
I scream and drop my phone. Riley has already been taught on what to do when something like this happens and she runs towards the closet. With the closet being too small for the both of us, I climb in between the two couches in hopes of it being discreet enough.
“I know you’re here, bitch,” a man shouts through the house. “When I catch you, I’m going to do all the things I promised our buddy, Savros.”
I stay rooted to my spot behind the couch and wait for something. Anything to happen. I’m waiting for the man outside of Hawk’s house to come running inside and come protect me.
I hear the footsteps of the man as they get closer and closer to me. They are loud. They are heavy. The floorboards creak below his heavy boots and give away where he is standing.
This is when it all ends. This is when my life is over my daughter is going to have to hear it all. I’m going to die.
I begin praying for the first time in a long time. Anything to help bring me some sort of protection.
My hair is being yanked and I scream out.
“Looks like I found the famous Maci!” The man cheers and pulls me up by the hair. “You’re prettier than your pictures give you credit for,” he teases.
My stomach jolts. Everything inside of me feels sick as he snarls at me. His teeth gleam in the light from the living room. He looks very much like the typical villain in any movie.
He tosses me against the wall and my back hits the corner of the wall with a thud. My body falls to the ground in a heap. I feel the ground beneath me shake as the man walks over to me.
“You thought you could hide out in some biker’s house? Huh? You thought you could have him kill my lackies? You stupid bitch!” He screams and hovers above me.
His hand goes straight to my throat where he squeezes my throat with all of his strength. His hand is strong and I’m clawing the fuck out of his hand.
Nothing works. He squeezes tighter and tighter until all I see are different sized dots around my eyes.
Until everything fades away as my body gives out.
31
Hawk
For the past two weeks, we have kept both men alive. It is amazing the fact that none of their presidents or keepers have even bothered to look for them since we have intercepted them. I’m not letting them leave alive, and neither are my men.
I know I’m getting older when my tolerance for bull shit and the simple torture doesn’t do it for me anymore. We’ve pulled their teeth, broken fingers and stabbed them in numerous places on their bodies to make them talk. Nothing is happening and I’m getting desperate.
There is no telling what these men know and I want to know right now. They have to know something they aren’t telling us.
“Hear that?” I taunt to Bill who’s chained in front of me.
The first fucker we caught is in the bathtub in the shed with lighter fluid being poured on him. The smell is burning my nose and making me want to puke.
I will give them one thing, they don’t have any quit in them.
It is only a matter of time before the asshole in the bathtub dies.
My gun is aimed at the asshole named Bill. “Tell me what you know?” I order.
It has been a long two weeks since I’ve been playing with this fucker. I hate having to stretch out the torture like this because it’s a waste of time. It’s a waste of time before I could be at home with Maci in my arms.
She has become a drug to me. More addictive than heroin and I want her more and more every day.
“Prez, I’m not gonna be able to tell you shit! I don’t know shit!” Bill slurs. His lips are black and blue from dealing with my fists hitting him.
I’m not liking the fact that he’s playing with me.
Someone comes running into the shed and slams the door shut.
My head shoots off to the side to see Alabama, one of the newer brothers, standing at the door with a panicked look on his face. “Prez!” He shouts.
I give him a look that says hurry-the-fuck-up. “What? I’m workin’!”
“We’ve been invaded. Some asshole shot Bobby in the face!”
Bobby is a prospect that I have watching my girls for me as I’m working. “You’ve got to be kiddin’ me.”
I look at Bill once last time before shooting up in action. “You rat mother fucker. You led them here!”
Bill tries to shake his head but he isn’t able to do it. His neck is disfigured after he pissed me off the last time. Actually, he’s been pissing me off the whole time.
I pull the trigger and shoot him in the head. He falls back in the chair and rocks against the concrete floor. The blood splatter is all over from the open wounds on his face.
“Where are they?” I demand to Alabama.
Gear and Capone are standing on my flank ready to fight when I need it. These are the type of brothers any president needs. Ready to fight when needed.
“They are at your house!” Alabama shouts and starts running off to the side where my house is.
Hold on, Maci. I’m comin’. Hold on. Please! Fuck! Hold on. I’m coming. I’m sorry I wasn’t there. Please!
I chant those words like a mantra over and over again in hopes of the mantra working. Anything to keep my girl safe.
By the time we get there, I see Bobby lifeless body on the ground with his head off to the side. Fuck.
I storm into my house and look at the scene in front of me.
“Who the fuck are you?” The man who is undoing his pants asks.
I storm over to him with my gun ready to fire.
Maci’s body is lying lifeless on the ground and her jeans are down at her ankles. Her underwear is midthigh and my whole life stops moving for just a moment.
Gear and Capone come running in and they tackle the mother fucker who attacked my girl.
I jump over the couch and run towa
rds my girl. Her hair is trashed around her face and she looks peaceful. Her face is relaxed, but I know whatever happened was not peaceful.
Fuck!
“What happened to my girl?” I shout. “Baby, baby! Please! Please! Don’t you fuckin’ leave me! I’m not lettin’ you leave me! I said you were mine and I meant it. Don’t do this to me!” I beg with her in my arms.
I use my body to shield her from everyone’s eyes that are watching the scene. I can’t let them see my girl.
I feel her breathing but the breaths are shallow. Every breath doesn’t go deep enough to be a normal breath.
“Please! Please!” I beg. “Open your eyes. Look at me! Don’t you dare leave me!” I order. I can’t lose her.
“Hawk?”
My head snaps up just as I hear a gun shot in the background. The men have taken the fucker down into my basement I had finished about a year ago.
Riley is standing in front of me with tears rolling down her face.
“I called police.”
“Holy fuck!” I cry out. “Are you okay?” I ask and look up and down her body.
“They didn’t know I was here. I’m okay. I promise. My mom!” She cries out and collapses next to me. She holds Maci’s hand in hers and sobs. “Please, mom!”
“Do you know what happened to her?” I ask.
With the sirens blaring through the compound, I stand with Maci in my arms.
“He didn’t… He didn’t… You know?”
I know what she is trying to say without actually saying it.
With Maci in my arms, I’m running towards the front door eager to meet the ambulance. The quicker she gets to the ambulance, the better. I need them to save her.
The ambulance parks in front of my house and is strolling over with a gurney. “What happened?”
“I came in and saw some fucker tryin’ to rape my wife. Our daughter watched the whole thing!” I rattle off the vague details I had.
“Sir, put your wife on the gurney and we will get her to the hospital now,” the woman says. She has the gurney in front of me and I place Maci on it gently.
The two medics are putting her in the back of the ambulance and I’m climbing in, too. I wave my hand for Riley to follow me.
She climbs in with me.
“Sir,” the medic tries to argue with me.
I shake my head and I fight the urge to aim my gun at her. “I’ll be with my wife and so will our daughter. You can fuck off if you think you’re kickin’ me out.”
The medic opens and closes her mouth. She must sense that I mean business because she closes the door to the back and soon, we’re driving towards the hospital.
32
Maci
Never in my life have I had a head ache that hurts as bad as the one I have right now.
My head throbs something terrible and my throat feels as if it’s clogged up with cotton. No matter what, I can’t swallow enough spit to clear the cotton in my mouth.
Something beeps in the surrounding of the room and I hear the shuffle of feet over the floor.
“It should be any time, Evan. Your wife should be waking up at any time,” a woman says kindly.
I hear the rough voice of my lover in the background. “How much longer? Our daughter needs her mom.”
Our daughter?
Wife?
Am I in the twilight zone?
My head spins around and around as I try to get my wits about me. When did I get married and when did Hawk and I have a baby together?
My eyes flicker and I try to keep them open long enough to get a good view on the room. I know I’m in a hospital room because of the sterility smell of the hospital.
“Maci, baby! You’re awake!” Hawk almost shouts and his lips are covering my face.
I don’t move. I can’t move. I feel rooted to this bed and no matter how much I try to move, I just can’t. Am I chained to the bed? What is happening to me?
I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. What is happening!
“It’s nice of you to come back to us,” a woman with red hair says to me kindly. “Your husband has been missing you greatly! Let me get your doctor.”
I don’t say anything. I can’t. I’m more confused now than anything else. My legs hurt but I wiggle my toes a little to make sure I’m still able to.
It takes a lot of effort to be able to wiggle my toes, and I’m happy I’m able to.
Hawk is looking at me cautiously and I know he’s waiting until the coast is clear. I’m eager for him to tell me when the hell we got married or how long I have been asleep.
“Baby, holy shit! I missed you! Fuck! I thought I was never gonna see you again.” His lips cover my face again and again in a comforting gesture but it confuses me even more. I try to will him to tell me what happened to me.
He kisses me gently on the lips and then kisses me once more before breathing me in. I smell his masculine scent which is just enough for me to know he’s real.
“Baby. I’m so fuckin’ sorry. Do you remember anything that happened?”
I shake my head.
“I walked into my house and some fucker had you passed out! It was fuckin’ horrible! He was tryin’ to rape you. Did he touch you?”
Tears start to flow down my eyes but I don’t even know how to answer him. I don’t know what happened to me and I don’t know anything about anything.
“Mom!” Riley cries out and she is running towards me. She grabs my hand on the other side of Hawk and she smiles at him.
“Did Capone go get you from school?”
“Yeah. He let me pick a radio station and took me to McDonald’s. I got a McFlurry.”
I’m glad to see the stress of my being in the hospital didn’t stop her from eating. That’s a good thing.
The doctor comes strolling into the room with a clipboard in his hand. He looks to be about fifty years old with a receding hairline.
“Maci, is it okay to talk to you in front of your daughter and husband?”
I nod because talking still isn’t easy for me.
He smiles a kind smile. “It looks as if your throat and esophagus were badly bruised and you have two crushed rips from being thrown into the wall. Your daughter was able to fill me in on everything that happened. A lot of the pain and discomfort you are feeling is going to go away in a couple of days.”
I nod and point to my wrist in hopes of him telling me how long I have been here.
He responds promptly. “Only a couple of days. You should be able to start speaking in the next day or two with caution. No joining any singing competitions.”
With that, he leaves and I’m left with Riley and Hawk.
Hawk kisses me again on the lips. “I promise nothing like this is going to happen to you again.”
Epilogue
Maci
Every day, it gets a little easier.
Every day, I feel like I’m becoming myself again and I love it.
That was until I’m talking to Howie and he tells me what’s going on in Chicago.
“Maci, we discussed some stuff with the Marshalls.”
“And?” I ask him while sitting on Hawk’s lap on the couch.
Hawk kisses my forehead and I lean against his chest.
Riley and I have been living here for the past month since I got out of the hospital. Every day, I find it harder and harder to not tell Hawk that I love him.
“This isn’t easy to say over the phone but we have some news for you. Savros was killed in prison last night.”
My back straightens. “How? What happened?”
Howie whistles in the back of his throat. “No one knows what happened. All of a sudden, the guards walked around to do a wellness check and he was dead. He was stabbed six times in the chest.”
Hawk is listening to the conversation with a proud look on his face. He must have had something to do with it! I can’t believe it!
Hawk looks at me and he’s daring me to say something to him. I know wha
t he must have done. Damn it!
“Holy hell. What does that mean for me?” I blurt out.
Howie answers me quickly. “There is going to be retaliation. It is best you stay gone.”
My heart hammers in my chest. “What about my career?” I can’t give up everything I worked so hard for because of this asshole. Plus, he’s dead!
In the back of my mind, I know that even though he is dead, someone will try and avenge him.
Hawk kisses my forehead and holds me tighter against him. “Don’t worry, baby. You know I got you.”
Epilogue
Hawk
My tongue laves around her nipples, waking her up from her sleep. She jolts a little in her sleep and smiles deeply at me. My fingers spear inside of her pussy to separate her pussy lips and get to her little clit.
She moans.
“Oh, fuck!” She mumbles.
My lips suck her nipple into my mouth and thrusts her tits against my face as hard as she can.
Maci’s hand is eager as she seeks out my dick. She pushes me off of her and climbs on top of me with ease.
Her hand grabs my cock and begins to jerk it before her mouth engulfs my hard dick. I moan and hold onto her hair.
She shuttles her little mouth up and down my dick, sucking me into the back of her relax throat over and over again. Each pass into her throat, her tongue circles the tip of my dick.
“Jesus, you’re a hungry girl!” I choke out.
She moans around my dick.
I pull her hair up lightly and she comes willingly. Our mouths clash in the middle in a frenzy and she sits on my dick.
Maci rides me like she has never ridden me before.
Today is different. Today isn’t like the other days since she came home. Today is the day I’m going to officially ask her to be my ol’ lady. Everyone already knows she’s mine. I need it to be official.
With my patch on her back.
Even after her being home the past two months, it still isn’t real to me.
*
My patch looks good on her back. I’m loving how beautiful she looks with my cut on and her property patch on her back. This is what I have been holding out for all of these years.
