“I don’t think so, and if you keep up with this attitude, I doubt any of my girls will be sucking on anything you give them.”
“Fuck you, cunt. Get on your knees.”
Quicker than I thought possible, Michael snapped his hand to the back of my neck. Trying his hardest to force my head down to his crotch.
“Get the hell off of me,” I yelled trying to pull his hand off of me. I dug my nails into his hand but that did nothing other than cause him to squeeze the back of my neck harder. “You know if you fuck with me you fuck with the entire Wings crew. You don’t want this Michael.”
“Oh, I don’t think so. You’re nothing but a club whore, I doubt they would kick up a whole lot of fuss for you.” He yanked my head back hard and tried to kiss me. I used all the strength I had to try and pull my face away from his. I didn’t want him and I sure as shit didn’t want this.
“Looks like there is a fucking problem here.” Maven said, my black and red-haired savior.
Michael let go of me and turned toward Maven, “No way, Cherry was just playing hard to get tonight.”
“Fuck that, I told him to fuck off. He doesn’t like the word no.” I clarified. I may not be a killer but I would shit bricks before I stood by and played the scared victim.
“Oh, well ain’t that a bitch? I see you got a hearing problem.” Maven walked up to him swiftly and grabbed him hard by the ear. “Did this woman tell you no?”
“What the fuck Maven, it’s just Cherry, she fucks everyone. I just wanted my dick sucked.” He whined as he cocked his head in an awkward position to take the pressure off.
Maven twisted his ear further in her hand, “Did you fucking hear her say no?” Maven yelled at the man waiting for an answer.
“Ahh, fuck yes, yes! I heard her say no.” Michael screamed out in pain.
“Good,” Maven flicked her hand to her side and quickly pulled out a long thin knife, and in the same motion sliced the entire lower lobe of Michael’s ear off. “Next time listen to her.” He gasped, in complete shock and looked at his ear in her hand. She dropped it on the floor in front of him and it was only when Maven walked away, he started to scream and cry. I followed behind her looking over my shoulder only once to see him scramble down to the floor to pick up his ear and press it to his bleeding head.
I couldn’t help but laugh. He knew better than to fuck with me, even if the fight didn’t come from me, I knew my family would always have my back. I might just be a club bunny but I’m probably more protected than any queen.
“Thanks, Maven. I don’t know what the fuck has gotten into him tonight.”
She shrugged and not missing a beat in her stride, “Don’t worry about it, gave me a chance to test out my new blade. You need to be carrying too. If I hadn’t come to look for you, that shit could have ended really badly.” She looked at me over her shoulder for a second.
“You know I don’t like that shit.”
“Yeah, well I don’t think you are going to like to be dead either. Carry a weapon, Cherry.”
Of all the ol’ ladies, Maven was the most badass. She grew up in the lifestyle and knew what it was like. She knew about the killing, the beatings and all the grimy shit the boys had to do to make sure their family was safe. I knew what needed to be done, I was just never able to do it on my own.
“What did you need anyway?” I asked when we made it up to the main office of the club.
“Wire wants you.” She indicated towards the closed door in front of us.
“What? Wire?” The boys came by from time to time to check on me or even just to have a good time with the girls but it was rare that Wire would be with them. He had Keeley and his baby girl Lily at home, that’s where he usually was.
“Yup, he is waiting for you.” Maven turned to make her way back down the stairs, “I’ll make sure everything is alright in the club and get Ripper to get rid of Michael.”
“Ok, thanks again girl, I owe you.” I gave her a wink and opened up the door to the office. Wire was sitting at the desk, his elbows on his knees and his head hanging down. The President tag on his kutte laying heavy on his chest.
“Everything good down there?” He asked without even looking up at me.
“Yeah, it’s handled. What can I do for you Wire?” I walked up to the desk and sat on the edge. There was a time when I would have laid back on the desk, opened my legs and told him to have his way with me but Wire was a married man, to a mob princess at that. I would never disrespect him or Keeley.
“We’re losing him. We scraped the man off the road and made sure he had all the surgeries he needed but he’s dying on the inside.” He leaned back in the chair and let out a long sigh.
“Ryder,” I said more a confirmation than a question.
“Yeah, Mikki and Doc have been trying to work with him but he is attacking anyone that goes near him. He barely eats, won’t take his medication, and refuses to fucking go back to the hospital. I even brought Medi in to
