CHAPTER FIVE
– THORSTEN –
My thoughts are still with Livi when I step inside the clubhouse. I have to admit, over the past few days I’ve been thinking about her a lot. Especially when I’m in bed and have my hand wrapped around my cock. Man, the woman lights a flame of desire up inside me. One I want to explore how hot it can get if I actually sink myself inside her pussy.
“I want to know who set me up,” my father roars. “We need to know who tried to make it look like I killed Ruben. It’s the only option to prove my innocence and save our connection with the Feliza Cartel. They’re still not accepting my calls and I need for them to hear me out.”
Any lust I felt evaporates at the sound of my father ranting about Ruben’s murder. There’s no way I can pull an innocent woman into this mess, even if she lives right next to the clubhouse.
Bodie steps forward, his back is facing me when he says, “Maybe it was one of those young fucks who didn’t agree to the cartel deal? I wouldn’t be surprised because they fucked things up between me and my old lady the other day, not stopping her from entering the clubhouse. Fucking hell, I thought everything was fine when I gave her a roll of cash for her birthday, but she kicked me out of the house anyway.”
Bodie’s suggestion is correct, though he makes it damn easy to turn the tables on the cheating idiot.
“You fucked that shit up yourself, asshole,” I snarl. “Poking that limp dick of yours into every warm hole you can find without any shame or thought. I bet your old lady knew for a damn long time about it too, before she came here to confront you on her damn birthday. Loyalty and respect don’t even exist in your vocabulary, let alone in a single cell of your body. So, don’t point fucking fingers at a club brother when you’re the one who fucks shit up for others.”
“This shit is pissing me off,” my father growls. “I need to think.” He whips his head around and rubs the front of his jeans. “I do my best thinking when I’m inside a cunt. Kayden, go fetch me a sweetbutt.”
The prospect stalks around the bar and disappears into the hallway.
“You should too, Bodie. Go home and show your woman who she belongs to.” I shake my head at my father’s advice.
The fucker is so damn oblivious. We were able to control the information hit about Ruben when we posed his body at a location and then tipped off the police. Through an agent we regularly slip a payment to have him in the club’s pocket, the intel quickly landed in my lap. Right on time to let me be the one to give my father the news Ruben was killed, and it seemed like he was the killer.
It felt fucking good to confront him with something I did. Me and my brothers had no other choice but to turn this club around before that fucker dragged us into the ground. Either six feet under, dead as a doornail, or our asses in jail and our club in ruins.
Bodie draws my attention back when he growls, “I don’t need a damn old lady holding me back. I’ll fuck whoever I want to fuck, Prez.”
He whirls around and stomps away. My father simply shrugs. That right there shows yet again the lack of respect, not just from Bodie, but from a president who only lives for himself and doesn’t fucking deserve the loyalty and support of a brotherhood.
Hell, I’m the VP and have every brother who is around my age in this MC at my back. There are less than a handful of the older generation and they are all butting heads at every turn. No wonder my father wanted a quick deal and a fat payday to make the great escape. The egocentric bastard doesn’t give a shit about anything or anyone other than himself.
Kayden steps back into the main room, a naked sweetbutt beside him.
“Look at those sweet tits.” My father licks his bottom lip, and another wave of repulsion hits me.
“Shouldn’t you be fearing for your life?” I snap. “Not only will the cartel come for you, so will the damn cops. They can burst through the door any fucking second.”
My moron of a father shrugs. “I didn’t do shit, and if I did? No one will ever have proof I did.”
Sick of this shit, I growl, “Are you saying you did kill Ruben? First making the death sentence of a deal with the cartel and then fucking it all up? Do you have a damn death wish?”
I know he didn’t kill Ruben, but blowing this up in his face will make the idiot think I had nothing to do with it either. He’s about to reply when we hear knocking on the door. I reach for my gun when it opens and let my hand drop, along with a curse, when I see who is stepping inside the damn clubhouse.
“Hey,” Livi cheerfully quips. “I brought you something.”
Her gorgeous green eyes are locked on me, but it’s my father who replies. “You sure did, sweet thing. Come to daddy. I have a nice fat cock for you to ride.”
The bastard rubs the front of his jeans and I see red. I’m about to reach for my gun again to shoot the idiot myself, but the way Livi’s nose wrinkles as she takes a few steps in my direction instantly calms me.
“I brought you and your brothers some muffins,” she tells me.
Keeping my gaze on my father, I grunt, “You shouldn’t have.”
And I mean it from the bottom of my ink black heart. She doesn’t belong here. The mere thought of that cocksucker’s eyes on her is enough for me to kill him myself right here, right now.
“Don’t be rude, VP. I’m damn hungry.” He steps closer to her. “I’m the president of this MC, and you are?”
“Not interested,” she tartly replies.
The corner of my mouth twitches. I might like her fire and appreciate the strong woman standing in front of me. My father, though? He’s a vicious bastard who doesn’t want any lip from the weaker kind. His words, not mine.
“The fuck you say, cunt?” Spittle sprays through the air.
From the corner of my eye, I notice Kayden stepping closer. I have no clue what his intentions are, and I don’t care enough to find out. Right now, my priority is the woman who doesn’t belong here.
“Leave her be,” I grunt and take the box filled with muffins from Livi’s hand and give them to Macsen who is standing beside me.
“Step away, VP. This one is mine.” Rainer jerks his chin in the direction of Livi.
From here on out I will never call the man in front of me my father ever again. This man hasn’t been a father to me in a long damn time. If. Fucking. Ever. Never one for Falcon either. If he thinks I will step away from a fight? He’s dead wrong. And stepping away to leave this woman to fend for herself won’t ever happen.
Livi’s been on my mind ever since I met her and have kept my distance to keep her safe. She’s the one who made the crucial error of stepping into my world, and now? There’s no turning back for her.
“You are the one who is going to step away,” I tell him in a low and menacing tone.
He lifts his chin, a tell of the fucker that he’s not backing down. “Or what? Last I checked I’m the president in this fuckhole. Which means anything with a cunt is at my disposal.”
I grit my teeth, knowing this time it’s an unspoken rule that any chick is free game…unless she’s an old lady. Fuck. Well, I guess things are changing pretty damn soon anyway. I can always turn her loose once Rainer and the ones supporting him are taken care of.
Sliding my arm around Livi’s waist, I pull her ass against my cock. “Unless the cunt in question has an old man.”
Rainer spits on the floor. “You’re fucking with me. You don’t have a damn old lady.”
“Sure do,” I lie. “Livi’s been mine for a few days now.”
One of Rainer’s fingers points at Livi. “Where did the cunt come from?”
“Lose the disrespect,” I snarl.
Livi grabs a fistful of my leather cut and gives it a pull. I know she’s trying to catch my attention, but I keep my eyes on Rainer anyway.
“I rent the building next to your property,” Livi states. “This guy here showed up on my doorstep a few days ago, and he’s been a pain in the ass ever since.”
I’m still on edge when Rainer laughs and smacks my shoulder. “Nice piece of ass, VP. That mouth on her is sharp enough to suck the cum right out your balls. Let me know if you wanna share.”
I grit my teeth and have to restrain myself from palming my gun to put a bullet in the back of his head when he walks off to grab the naked sweetbutt.