Chapter 1 – Beast
CHAPTER ONE
BEAST
We are all sat around the table, discussing the latest problem; Belle. “All Bobby said was to collect a package. He failed to fucking mention that it was a human package and also that it was his fucking daughter,” Hawk rants.
“It’s almost like it’s written in the stars.” Cash smirks, taking the piss. I flip him off.
“I think it’s more fucking disturbing that you all you know the ‘Beauty and Beast’ story so well,” I snap back.
The brothers all laugh. “I couldn’t give a shit whether her name is Belle, Cinderella, or fucking Dave. What we have on our hands is another fucking problem that we don’t need. Did Bobby not say why there are people wanting her? Why she is all of a sudden in fucking danger?” Ghost asks.
I shake my head. “No, he just mentioned all that he has done for the club, and that he has never asked for a favour, but now is that time. You requested a visit to ask him?”
Ghost nods. “Of course I fucking have. I am due to go there tomorrow morning and I am taking the package with me. I want you,”—Ghost points at me—“Hawk and Spider with me. If she is a target, I don’t want to risk that target spilling onto my fucking back. We go in the truck, and she keeps her hood up, or she wears a fucking hat. Either way, we keep her name quiet. Any of the officers ask who she is, Beast, she’s your ol’ lady,” Ghost orders.
I smirk. “Ain’t going to protest that, Pres. I got eyes.”
“Yeah, but I don’t think she will be so fucking willing,” Spider mocks, laughing.
I reach over and thump him in the arm. “Fuck you. With my charm, this smile, and my magnificent dick, she will be all over me,” I argue.
“Your monster dick stays firmly in your fucking pants. There will be no charming, no flirting, nothing. Bobby is a respected ally of this club, and it would also do you good to remember that he is a fucking crime boss. You piss him off by screwing his daughter, I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to smile, charm, or fuck anyone ever again,” Ghost warns.
I hold my hands up in surrender. “Charm is turned off. Unless Bobby gives me the go ahead,” I add.
Ghost pinches the bridge of his nose. “Why is it that I feel like a stressed out father of you lot?” He sighs.
“Because they have a low maturity level,” Rage answers.
Ghost looks at Rage and shakes his head. “It was a rhetorical question, Rage.” Ghost then bangs the gavel down. “Just fuck off. She will stay here in the club for tonight, then after the meet with Bobby tomorrow we will decide what’s happening.”
We all stand and file out into the bar area of the club. I look over and see her sat with the other ol’ ladies. Her rich, wavy auburn hair is gathered over one shoulder, and her smile makes her hazel eyes sparkle.
“Uh-oh,” Hawk says next to me.
I look at him. “What?” I ask.
“I know that look. That was the look I gave to Josie when Ghost told me not to even think about it and keep my dick in my pants.” Hawk smirks.
“I’m just looking on in admiration. I don’t think I’ve fucked a red-head before.” I shrug.
Hawk snorts. “Sure. I’m sure that’s what it is.” He slaps me on the back before he walks over to Josie who is sat with Maisy on her lap. If Hawk hadn’t claimed her, if she had given me an in, I would have made my play. I walk over to join them, and Hawk looks at me and smiles. Fucker knows me well. Too well.
I reach over and pick up Maisy. I have gotten confident in holding the little ones, not that I had much choice. Either Hawk needed time to adjust, or Ghost and Star needed some alone time, and yet it always seemed like I was the only one available to be the babysitter. I wasn’t about to declare it, but I quite liked it.
“How’s my favourite girl?” I ask Maisy, holding her above me. She lets out a giggle and dribbles down on my T-shirt. I swear the kid is constantly teething. She’s either dribbling on me or biting my finger like it’s a damn T-bone steak.
“She’s good now that she’s got her uncle Beast,” Josie beams. I give her a wink.
“So, what is the plan for Belle then?” Star asks.
Ghost walks over and stands with his usual wide stance, his arms crossed over his chest, his ‘take no shit’ facial expression firmly in place. “She will sleep here tonight, then tomorrow morning we will go and visit Bobby. He can explain fully what the fuck is going on,” Ghost informs everyone.
Belle stands. “Look, this has been lovely, and to be honest, I’m not sure what came over me to jump on the back of the big guy’s bike, but I’m sure my father is worrying about nothing. He’s just being overprotective. It’s not like we are close anymore. I’m sure whoever he has pissed off, they won’t even know who I am.” She shrugs.
“Bobby has asked us to keep you safe for a reason,” Hawk points out.
She rolls her eyes. “My dad didn’t like me going to a camp as a kid, as he would say it wasn’t safe; sleepovers, college, all of it,” she argues.
“You know who your father is, right?” Ghost counters.
“I have an idea, yeah,” she answers. Ghost is about to argue back with her, but I cut him off.
“Then you sit your ass down and stay where it’s safe. Your father has a lot of enemies, and those enemies would love nothing more than to get to him via you. Unless you want to risk being raped or tortured, then you will do as you are damn well told and sit your ass down,” I growl. She opens her mouth to argue before she sits back down.
“Have to say Beast, that was kind of hot. Never knew you could be a disciplinarian.” Star winks.
Ghost places his hands on his hips and sighs. “Woman, office now,” is all he says before walking off.
She hands Enzo to Maggie. “Works every time.” Star giggles before she skips off behind Ghost.
Belle frowns. “Uh, are they…?” she asks, confused.
“Fucking?” I say for her. She nods. “Yeah.” I wink as I hand Maisy back to Hawk. “One thing about us is we don’t like to share our women in any way,” I tell her.
“But she just said a flirty comment,” Belle argues, clearly not getting it.
“Yeah, Star played him to get what she wanted.” Maggie smirks.
“It’s a biker thing,” Josie says. “I didn’t get it at first, but it’s actually kind of hot, and it works both ways.”
Belle looks at Josie, her freckled nose scrunched up. “I guess. I will have to take your word for it.” She shrugs.
“Come on darlin’, I will show you to your room,” I say, standing.
She gives me a small smile and stands. I place my hand at the small of her back and guide her down the hall. I stop at her room and open the door, revealing a basic room with a single bed and a chest of draws. I walk in ahead of her.
“Bed, draws, bathroom,” I say, pointing at each of the spots.
She sighs and look around the room. “Right.”
“It ain’t no posh hotel, but it’s clean, dry, and safe,” I remind her.
She gives me a smile and a nod. “It is, thanks.”
I walk past her and stop at her door. “You need anything, my room is just opposite,” I offer.
“You live here, too?” she asks.
“No, I stay here from time to time, we all do. As we have to go and see your daddy tomorrow, it’s easier for me to stay here,” I answer.
“Okay, well, I think I’m just going to get to bed now,” she says. I step back out of the doorway. “Good night,” she adds before closing the door.
I shrug and leave her to it.