“Where is the fuckin’ bitch?” I demand, balling my fist.
“She’s come back to Virginia to handle some business.” My vision blurs at the knowledge one of those pieces of shit would come near this state. “Also found out what her business is here.”
“What?” Shadow snaps.
“They want Harlow.”
“Easy, brother,” Blaze says from next to me, clamping a hand down on my shoulder. “She’s safe here. Don’t let it out yet. Need you to keep your head on straight.”
“I’m good, but they come near Harlow, I’m taking them out, painfully. I want both Ezra and Lavina to feel what Harlow felt. I want them to suffer the same way she did,” I snarl.
“And they will, brother. We’ll get them. Shadow, you and Whip take Fist and Cyprus with you and snag Lavina up,” Stoney demands.
“Victoria will want to assist with this bitch,” Tracker speaks up.
“No,” I mutter, shaking my head. “It’s time we take control and stop allowing the women to be a part of these things. Harlow’s been through enough and it’s time she keeps her hands clean, same with Raven and Victoria.”
“I have to agree with Ranger there,” Stoney announces. “It’s time this club gets back to leaving the ol’ ladies out of club business.”
“Same here,” Blaze mutters. “However, gotta say, when it comes to Raven, she’ll never truly be out of it.” All of us nod knowing he’s talking about Raven’s gift.
“Any objections?” Stoney asks, getting ‘No’ and ‘Nope’ from around the table. “Good then it’s settled. We handle this shit without them from now on. Now let’s get out of here for the time being. I need to check on a few things then I’m gonna grab my ol’ lady and take her to my room for the rest of the night. Kids are with Horse for the week since his kids wanted them over.”
Happy for my Prez, I grin, stand, and head for Harlow. Stoney’s got a good plan in spending the night with his ol’ lady. I’m gonna do the same with mine, making her scream my name all fuckin’ night long.
Chapter Sixteen
Harlow
It’s been a week since we got back from the beach. During this time, I spent it mainly around the clubhouse, not wanting to leave. Since the rescue, I haven’t had any desire to go anywhere let alone be away from Ranger.
After the incident in them where I broke down and let it all out, I would have thought myself weak in everyone’s eyes for allowing myself cry let alone have a full-blown melt down. But truth be told, it doesn’t as I admit to myself that not in any of the time, I’ve been at the clubhouse have I ever once seen an ounce of pity in any of the guys’ faces. Everyone has been nice to me without making me feel out of place.
Well, I should say everyone but the clubwhores. They seem to be more than a little put out to have me around.
I know this because Jezebel, who is the main one, spews words at every chance she gets. She even had the nerve to threaten me about Ranger. How he was hers and that I needed to get gone and out of their lives.
If only she knew what I could do to her. The woman had to be dumb as fuckin’ rocks to think she could go against me. I would kill her without hesitation, but I don’t want to have to do anything. I know I need to bring it to Ranger’s attention; however, he nor any of his brothers need the headache of Jezebel.
This morning I’d decided I didn’t want to go to the gym like I normally do. Instead I go into the kitchen wanting to do something I rarely did.
Cook.
Victoria normally is in here doing what she’s superb at. Or one of the other ol’ ladies is in here, only it’s deserted of anyone.
Good.
Moving around the room, I made sure we had everything we needed and get what I’m making going.
Grabbing a large thing of hamburger, I brown it making sure to add some garlic to this as I do. I also find a large enough pot to make the quantity I need. Once the hamburger is done, I drain the grease and put this in the pot with crushed tomatoes, tomato paste, and sauce. I then add the chicken stock turning the stove on low. Pulling out a cutting board, I dice up a couple green peppers and an onion adding those into the mix. I snag a jalapeño, mincing this too as well. Once all the veggies are in, I grab the beans to complete the chili. Well almost, I needed to add my secret ingredient to give it my signature. Pulling it out of the cabinet, I add it in and stir it all together.
Once the chili is going, I pull out everything I need to make homemade biscuits. Okay, I guess you could say Victoria wasn’t the only one who loved to cook.
I’m in the middle of scooping out the dough when I sense someone come in the room.
“What the fuck smells so good?” Neo asks as Ranger stares at me inquisitively. I’m sure he’s wondering why I’m in here. I haven’t done any of the cooking since arriving here.
“Um, chili,” I mumble and turn my attention back to putting the dough on a baking sheet for it to go in the oven.
“Smells fuckin’ good, babe,” Neo grins earning a glare from Ranger. “What?” he asks.
“Oh fuck me, what is that smell?” Venom asks, opening the door to the kitchen followed by Blaze and Tracker.
“It’s my woman’s chili,” Ranger grumbles. Lifting my head, I find him frowning.
“What’s wrong with you?” Blaze asks, slapping Ranger on the back.
“Nothing,” Ranger grumbles and moves to wrap his arms around me from behind. I shiver at the press of his lips against my neck. “Wasn’t expecting to find you in here,” he murmurs into my ear. “Smells
