Needing to finish my point, I glide my hands down her body to her waist. “You want to know what you have over both of those women? These curves. Just enough for me to hold onto and not feel like I’ll break you. I don’t want anyone else and haven’t since I pulled you into my arms when you wrecked that truck into my clubhouse. That’s what I see, Doll, a beautiful spitfire who could rule the fuckin’ world if she wanted. And I hope you stand by me as my ol’ lady in the club,” I murmur, holding her gaze as I pepper kisses along her shoulder and run my hands over her body.
“Okay,” she whispers before turning in my arms and wrapping hers around my neck. “Are we done talking for now?” Rachel leans forward and places a kiss on my chest.
“Yeah, Doll, we can be finished talkin’ for now, but you’ll be telling me how you got past all but one camera,” I smirk and lift her into my arms. Leaving the bathroom, I carry my woman to the bed, where I plan to spend hours showing her just how beautiful she really is.
21
Stoney
After hours of being inside Rachel, I left her in the bed to sleep while I headed to the clubhouse to grab the twins and see to some club business.
That club business being making sure Raynor was secured in what I like to call the Pocket. It’s where we hold those, we have to question but want them to sit around for a day or two. Best part about the Pocket is unless you have a key there’s no way in or out. The key is only held by officers in the club. That and the fact they can scream as loud as they want without being heard. You can’t hear screams from underground.
Pulling into the parking lot, I park in the spot that’s saved for me and climb off. Seems the rest of my brothers are already here. Instead of heading directly inside, I head to the Pocket. I’m sure Shadow is down there with Raynor. Since transferring Shadow has proven his worth in more ways than one. It’s why I trusted him to act as my person when Rachel gave me lip that day.
Does that mean I’ll allow him or anyone to touch her? Nope that won’t ever happen. But if she were to act out of line and I weren’t here to handle it Shadow would be the man I would get to assist.
Pulling out my key, I unlock the door and am instantly regretting coming in here first. Raynor’s screams have me halting in the entrance.
Glancing around the room, I find Shadow at the tool table off to the side and Raynor strapped down to a bed that you’d usually find in an insane asylum. Blood coating his chest where his nipples used to be. Grimacing, I shake my head as I step fully into the room. “Having fun?” I ask Shadow.
“Eh, he’s a pussy, started crying the moment I cut his first nipple off,” Shadow shrugs, cleaning his blade off before putting it down. Picking up a pair of long nose pliers. Fuckin’ hell I picked a damn good time to come in here. Then again, I witnessed what Ally did to that bitch who attacked Kenny.
“I can tell he’s a pussy from the way it smells in here,” I mutter as I walk over to the tool table and grab one of the masks, we keep in here for shit like this. Due to being in the Pocket there’s not much ventilation.
“Yep he didn’t last through the breaking of his kneecap before he did that. He did say something I found very interesting,” he says, turning back toward where Raynor is laying.
“What’s that?” I pique at this statement.
“According to him Rachel wasn’t just with Lucien by coincidence,” he says moving to the end of the bed.
“What the fuck does that mean?” I growl.
Opening the pliers Shadow grips Raynor’s big toe and rips the nail right out. “Tell my Prez here what you told me,” he orders, as the asswipe screams.
“Fuck you asshole, my club’s gonna come for me,” Raynor screams.
“Fucker you’re goin’ to be dead long before they realize who has your ass,” I snap.
“I suggest you tell him what he wants to know,” Shadow says nonchalantly as he grips another toenail and rips it off.
Screaming out in pain, Raynor bows his back. Granted I know I can just have Shadow tell me what Raynor said but I want to hear it from this fucker’s mouth. Turning to the tool table I grab the pickaxe and step back over to the bed. I hold the flat side right in front of his face. “You know with enough force this can cut right through a joint. How about I start with your hands?” I ask.
Raynor shakes his head and sings like the little bitch he is. “Fuck don’t do that shit, please. I’ll tell you. Lucien bought the little bitch from a woman,” he screams
Stilling, I remember Rachel’s and my conversation. She’d said it once before. Her mom sold her off to the highest bidder.
“Motherfucker,” I growl before lifting the pickaxe over my shoulder. Using all my strength I bring the axe down on Raynor’s neck severing his head from his body.
“Fuckin hell, Prez, you say I’m twisted in the head. At least I don’t decapitate heads,” Shadow mutters.
“Yeah, well, the fucker was in on my ol’ lady being sold. That was nothing compared to what Tracker would do when he finds out this shit. I want Nerd to find the address to Rachel’s whore of a mother,” I say through clenched teeth.
“You got it, Prez,” Shadow says.
Shaking my head, I stalk out of the Pocket. Outside, I suck in a breath of fresh air. How do I tell Rachel what her mom did?
