Chapter 5
Ace
I groan as I slowly climb off my bike and head towards the diner doors, fucking pissed that I’m even here to begin with because Dad has gone on strike – his fucking words, not mine.
Since I decided to move off club property, he’s decided he’s not helping me at the diner while I’m away on club runs just so my big brother doesn’t have to leave his family.
He said that I’m banned from his home until I move back and also talk to my mother again.
It is moot point considering the last time I went for a family meal was before I found out she was a cheating bitch and there is no way I’m speaking to my mother, I just, fuck, I can’t.
Dad is being immature while I’m trying to navigate my life, and I’m fed up with the shit. I’m fed up with the constant calls from Mama, demanding a meeting with me, demanding my time, that it’s the least I could do because I’m her son.
Yeah, a fucking son she threatened to abort when Dad was going to leave her, and yeah, I may sound bitter, but it is fucking warranted, the woman has fucked me up to the point I don’t trust fucking anyone anymore.
I shake my head and storm towards the diner.
I should be heading to the clubhouse to put the laptop on Doc’s desk for when he wakes after his nightshift, then going to fucking sleep myself after being gone for four days.
But no, instead, I’ve given the laptop to Stone explaining the numbers of the money loss when we pull out of the cocaine business that I went over with Flame from the Untamed for the first month after we pull out before they’ll double with the extra gun run the next month, and I’m at the goddamn diner.
I am most likely going to be walking into a cat fight with AJ and Harriet because that is how shitty my luck is today.
Guess I should be lucky Stone is getting Coco dropped off at my place by the prospects on their way back to the clubhouse.
Dad refused to take care of him for me, getting the agreement from the other brothers not to look after him either while I’m away because I haven’t moved home. Brit can’t exactly have him at the vet office now, considering he’s supposedly died.
Dirty sent me the CCTV footage of how they got the dog out, and I swear, I nearly pissed myself laughing while Axel muttered how glad he was his woman hadn’t gone down that path.
Instead, she chooses to fuck with his bike, his hair, his cut, even sending strippers and dildos to their affiliated clubs but apparently animal theft he draws a line under.
Hilarious, I fucking tell you, it is hilarious and another reason why I’m glad I haven’t settled down.
I walk into the diner, the place buzzing with customers, kids laughing, and I look straight towards the counter, then let my eyes roam over the place, my body instantly relaxing in the easy atmosphere.
Shaun, a prospect and now the head waiter is currently serving someone, AJ is at one table, and my high school hire Piper is at another while Blue is walking out from the back, tying her apron.
I sigh in relief seeing no Harriet around, though I do wince at the woman grinning from ear to ear looking at me from top to bottom like I’m her next meal at the counter suddenly wishing I hadn’t come inside the front door.
Fucking Abby Hill, my biggest regret that after fucking for the third time, she seems to think I’m hers, and now she won’t leave me the fuck alone.
After I took Coco from Brit and kicked Blue out of my office after Harriet sent her in to try and stir up shit, my frustrations were high. I caved like an idiot when I walked out of my office to find Abby in a barely there skirt as she walked out of the ladies' bathroom, her eyes eating me up.
“Yes Ace, fuck my ass hard baby, harder,” Abby moans as her ass squeezes my cock and I tighten my grip in her blonde hair at her request before slamming harder into her, grunting with the movement.
I enjoy her muscles contracting around my cock and with the way she’s moaning, I know she can feel my ladder piercing and my balls tighten with the need to come, my frustrations slowly dimming.
I blink, then blink again, my cock shriveling from the fucking memory, my body wanting to run seeing her whole attention on me.
I never should have fucked her again, and yeah, I stayed away from her cunt.
That didn’t stop the fear of God when some guy came in after we’d just walked out of my office, looking freshly fucked mind you, accusing her of giving him the fucking clap.
She immediately went bright fucking red with embarrassment.
Doc swears I’m clean, I gloved up with not one rubber but fucking two, and again, I stayed away from her cunt.
But I still feel a phantom itch, and I’m man enough to admit it’s put me off fucking around for a little while, fuck, she was even the last girl I’ve slept with, going longer than normal between women.
I don’t need the fucking clap.
“Hey, Ace baby,” Abby purrs as she stands from the stool, and I try to hide my wince, and I give her a finger salute and walk towards Shaun making her tense seeing the brush off.
“Ace?!” she snaps, but I ignore her and round the counter.
“How are things?” I ask the new prospect as Abby huffs, and the clicking of heels echoes before the door bangs open, making me roll my eyes.
Really shouldn’t have fucking gone there with that woman.
“Good,” Shaun states as he shakes his head at Abby, “customers are happy, and things have run smoothly, though Harriet tried to walk in on the same shift as AJ, mouthing off how you’ve been fucking her for months.”
Fuck’s sake.
I scowl, “I haven’t touched her since that one fucking time!”
“Yeah, Dirty was here when she mouthed off and put her in her place,” he consoles, but I shake my head, fucking pissed that the woman won’t take the fucking hint and just do her goddamn job.
“Maybe it’s time I kicked Harriet out,” I mutter, and Shaun winces his gray eyes, but I shrug, knowing it is probably for the best at this rate.
The woman had a hard life, a real fucking hard life, and the club took her in, helped her get on her feet, but her true colors have been shining through.
“Didn’t she grow up in the foster system and accuse one of the Pillars of raping her?” Shaun confirms, and I sigh.
“She was in the foster system, her parents died in a car crash, and she was bounced around. We all went to high school together, and we saw her derail, which is the reason why we gave her a job, helped her with an apartment at the building the club owns, but the Pillars, there isn’t any proof to indicate she was raped.
Dirty found shitloads of videos of every woman, man, fuck, even child, they attacked, and she wasn’t one of them. ”
Shaun’s jaw ticks, but he nods, and I give him a slight sympathetic smile.
His baby cousin was taken by the Pillars and Anchor’s woman watched her kill herself from her own cage.
We only know that because Summer walked into Dirty's room to ask him a question and saw him going through the footage that Shaun demanded to see when he showed up at the clubhouse after hearing our club helped find the missing people.
It was fucking heartbreaking watching her fall apart, seeing the girl again. Shaun had to be held down when he tried to destroy everything, realizing his cousin wasn’t just sold off like some of the people who stopped fighting were.
A week later, he asked to prospect for the club, and yeah, some were skeptical, but Anchor saw the need in the man's eyes to help others, to be part of a brotherhood, and he sponsored him and the man is doing brilliantly.
“If she lied about that, then she needs to go,” he grunts, and I nod, already agreeing with him.
“I’ll have Dirty look into it, I think she’s also stealing from the tills,” I admit, and he snorts, “Fucking lying bitches….”
I smirk because yeah, he has a point there when a crash echoes before AJ gasps, “Ace, someone has knocked your bike over,” and I go completely tense as raging anger takes hold, making Shaun wince as I slowly move away from the counter.
“Uh, Ace, maybe you should count to ten before you go out there and kill someone in broad daylight,” Shaun mutters.
“One, two, ten,” I growl before shoving away from the counter and storming towards the door, his, “Fuck,” just hitting my ears as I slam the door open, causing it to bang against the wall and people around me gasp and jump but I pay them no attention, instead my eyes are on my fucking wrecked bike.
The mirror is snapped off, the handlebars are slightly bent, oil is leaking underneath it, and I can fucking guarantee the paint is fucked.
My body trembles with true fucking anger, and the urge to grab my gun hits.
I look around and notice Abby biting her bottom lip before I eye the two women near my bike.
A woman with dark brown hair down to her waist gently helps another move away from my bike slightly, who is holding her wrist, and I take her in, my gut instantly fucking tightening as I start from her feet.
Sneakers, jeans that hug delicious thick thighs, a narrow waist, a shirt covered in food, tits that look to be more than a handful stretching the fabric, hair that looks red but has a hint of brown shoved up in a messy ponytail…
My cock twitches and my heart flutters and my anger fucking doubles.
“Ace, oh my god, she literally just shoved your bike over then jumped on it to make it look like an accident just to get your attention,” Abby gasps which heightens my anger, her words hitting their fucking mark.
I lock eyes with light green one with a hint of a blue ring and I swear to fuck, I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut and fear hits me hard in the chest at the feeling, one I know all too well, one I’ve watched my brothers have…
No, fucking hell no!
My nostrils flare, my anger too much to fucking hold onto with everything hitting me at once, and I growl lowly full of fury, “You purposely broke my fucking bike like a patch chasing bitch to get my attention?!” The woman blinks, then blinks again, and I threaten, “You’re going to fucking pay for this, bitch! ”
Her bowed lips part in shock before a flash enters her beautiful eyes, and she says, “It was an accident!”
Her voice, so fucking soft despite the anger in her eyes, and my cock hardens uncomfortably, so the piercings pulls.
No, fuck off, no!
“I don’t fucking believe you,” I snap, “Witnesses have stated you did it on purpose, and now, you can fucking pay for the damages!”
Her eyes widen as she looks at the bike in horror.
“I can’t afford the damages,” she chokes, and my jaw ticks at the urge to grab hold of her, to console her.
“Then starting tomorrow, you can work it off inside the diner,” I growl before I can stop myself, and she looks my way in shock.
“I already have a full-time job, and I go to college!” she snaps back, a little bit of a fiery side coming out, and I’m getting fucking pissed with how much my body gravitates towards it.
Fuck.
“Well, guess what, Pidge? You can work around them until you’ve paid my fucking bike off, or how about I see you in court?” I growl, and her breathing picks up as she holds her hand close to her chest.
I scowl at the concern that hits me when I see how swollen it is but I try and ignore the feeling, my anger just heightening.
“My name isn’t Pidge!” she snaps, and I narrow my eyes at her tone as Abby chuckles, only making the woman tense.
“It suits you better than Molly,” Abby sneers, and I fuck, fuck, fuck.
Molly.
Molly, my Molly…
No, no, fucking no!
“Don’t care, it suits you because clearly you’re na?ve if you think I’m going to allow you to fuck up my bike and get away with it!” I snap loudly, making her flinch, “Be here tomorrow at twelve and write down your times for college and work!”
I curl my lip at her, then turn around and storm back inside the diner, all while my body pulls to turn around, but I ignore it, even as Shaun questions, “Ace?” I continue my way to my office, getting my phone out to call Dirty to come pick up my fucking bike.
Damn fucking woman is going to pay for this, for wrecking my bike, for making me fucking–
I shake my head as I put my phone to my ear, and I storm into my office, slamming the door behind me before fucking Abby can follow.
“Ace?” Dirty answers and my jaw ticks as I growl, “I need someone to pick up my fucking bike!” trying to ignore the greenest of fucking eyes I have ever seen, the blue ring making them stand out, blurring my fucking vision.
Dad and his stupid ass pettiness!