“Well, what the fuck, man, you had a gun. It was either do it or get shot. I’d rather not get shot.” He smiled.
I nodded and stepped forward, putting my hand out for him to shake, “That’s my bad. I usually only know how to get things one way. And that’s with force. I owe you big time. When I get some money, I’ll make sure to come here and drop some off. I gave him the chastity trap, with the other hand and he instantly opened it and began examining it.
“Fucking hell, how long did you have this on?”
“Four years, more or less.”
“Four years!” He yelled, his mouth falling open as he stared at me.
“Yeah, thanks again. You can have it. Remember what I said about keeping this shit confidential.”
“Yeah, yeah, you got it.” He was already looking back down at the strange contraption. I had no idea why he was so interested in it, but I really couldn’t care less. It was over there and no longer on me. That was all I was worried about. I put my hand inside my pants, not caring who saw me as I walked out of the locksmith's shop. I locked the door as I left, so no one would sneak into his open shop while he was in the back, learning what he could from my years of agony.
I pulled the hood over my head and glared down a group of girls who gave me disgusted looks as they noticed my hand inside my pants.
“What, you want a taste?” I growled in their direction. They rolled their eyes and kept moving. I was getting to know myself again. I’ll be damned if I was just going to conform to the rules of society because me groping my dick made others feel uncomfortable. Fuck every single one of them.
I walked softly toward the large white van, and I hoped Angel hadn’t woken up and looked for me. Just the thought made me walk a little faster.
As I open the door to the van, I spied something from the corner of my eye, and all the relief and joy I had felt mere seconds ago dropped away. My teeth bared as I watched a man walk into the dive bar across the street. A man I recognized, tall, well built with long blond hair tied neatly into a ponytail.
“Vale,” I spoke softly, but then my eyes saw the rest of the people he was with. They were all laughing and pushing each other around. Vale was in my line of sight again, and once I completely took in his form, I knew I wasn’t looking at Vale. I was looking at his twin brother, Storm.
My ex-comrades were about to go into a bar and have a good time. I was staring at members of the Wings of Diablo MC, and they didn’t even know I existed.
Chapter 11
“You are out of your mind if you think Vexx can take Maven! She’s the one who taught Vexx what she knows!” Clean screamed at a man I didn’t know.
I pulled the hood lower on my face. I wasn’t ready for them to see I was back yet. No, I would get a little revenge first, and then I would show them they couldn’t get rid of me. Wings of Diablo would have to answer for their crimes as a brotherhood.
“Yeah, I get all that ass, but have you seen Vexx. That woman is a fucking killer. She just has more; I don’t fucking know what to call it. She just has something that your woman doesn’t have. Honestly, I’d pay some good money to see that fight.” The man Clean had been talking to said as they walked into the bar. I moved behind them but was stopped by the bouncer.
“It’s a twenty spot to get in, and you got some ID?” He asked, getting in my face. My fist balled up immediately. I would be able to take him down without breaking a sweat, but it wasn’t what I was here for.
“Nah, that’s my bad. I thought I saw someone. I’m gone.” I turned and walked away.
I waited until the bouncer turned his back and then swiftly made it to the line of bikes. All of them belonged to Wings. I found the one that belonged to Storm, and I cut the brake lines. Not all the way, but I remembered how the Wings rode, they would ride hard enough to break the lines completely, and Storm would be painted on the fucking asphalt. I got up and walked over to the truck, my heart a little lighter one of those fucks would be off the planet. I wonder if Vale would cry when he found out his brother was dead. I hoped so. I hoped it ate at him until he could no longer live with himself.
Yeah, that would be a good day.
***
I made it back to Jazmine’s house and was surprised to see that Angel and Jazmine were both sleeping. What surprised me about it, though, they were both sleeping in the bed together. Angel was cuddled up against Jazmine and Jazmine’s arms wrapped around the little girl.
I was so fucking lucky to find this woman.
I went straight into the bathroom and stripped out of my clothes; I turned the water on after a few seconds of trying to figure out how to turn on the tap the water sprayed out. I had been washing out of buckets of old water for years, and showers felt brand new to me.
I let the warm water beat against my body. What felt like years of sweat and grime washed quickly down the drain. I washed my body with the soap she had in the bathroom. It seemed a little girly smelling, little notes of vanilla but nothing too extreme. I took extra care of my genital area, it was free, but it was still
