Epilogue
Eliana’s POV
I wasn’t surprised when I got word that Nico was killed by Maximo.
But that didn’t change the fact I had no idea what to do now.
His house was in his name. Yes, I could probably return to it, or sell it as his legal wife, but I had heard his greedy bastard brothers had already gone in and used their connections to take it over.
I wasn’t about to fight all that. And I knew I couldn’t.
I had gone home to Papa to ask for a place to stay. He had allowed me in the door long enough to tell me I was a disappointment and disinherited.
I tried to plead with Carina, who had been present during the brief visit, but she had looked at me coldly.
“You are no sister of mine. You’re just a selfish stronza, who only cares about money. I don’t want anything to do with you.”
I glared at my sister, then turned back to my father. “Papa, please, I beg of you. You can use me for any alliances as you see fit.”
He scoffed at me. “You are dirty now, Eliana. You are tainted. No one wants to touch you.” He turned, and started to walk away, but stopped, not looking back. “You are on your own.” Then walked away, never looking back. It broke me. Carina looked at me with disgust.
“Couldn’t keep your dirty mouth shut about me could you, puttana?
” She smirked evilly at me, something I had never seen from my perfectly composed sister before.
“What is that saying? Be careful what you wish for?” She winked at me, and turned away, waving at our men to escort me out. Which they did. It was humiliating.
**
One month later……
It took me all of two weeks before I could no longer access Nico’s credit card that he gave me when I first arrived at his home.
I lasted another week on the credit card I still had access to that Papa had put money on when I was living at home.
I had tried getting jobs, even at low paying places like the local diner, but I had no work experience, and the places that might have considered taking me on knew my last name and didn’t want to touch me.
I was so screwed. So, I went to the one place I figured wouldn’t turn me away.
Even though I really, really didn’t want to. But I had no other options.
When I had arrived at the gates to the Fire Dragons MC, I was left waiting out there for at least thirty minutes.
It was hell and humiliation all in one. I didn’t want to be here, but I had to start from somewhere.
Demon finally allowed me in, and I had to walk, in my heeled shoes and my glitter suitcase pulled behind me, all the way to the clubhouse.
The clubhouse was at least a half a mile in from the gates.
I looked like a hot mess by the time I made it to the clubhouse doors, where the MC brothers were looking me over, some with disgust, some with interest. I could work with that.
The women? It was pure disgust, but I didn’t need their votes.
I just needed to persuade Demon to let me work here for a while while I gained some footing, earned some money.
Not like I hadn’t fucked around with men before.
I could do it here. I could make it work.
I was escorted to Demon’s office, where I managed to keep my head held high as I walked there. The prospect knocked on the door, then opened it. Inside, Demon, one of the ugliest men I had ever seen, was grinning at me with a sneer from behind his desk.
“Eliana. What do I owe the pleasure?”
I felt a shiver go up and down my spine, but I kept that under wraps. I could do this. I walked in, and the prospect closed the door behind me.
“I would like a job. If that’s possible.” I kept my voice steady and calm.
Demon was about 5’9” with a shaved head, with both scars and tattoos all over him.
His eyes looked crazed, and it was worse when they were wide open, like they were now.
He had a bit of a gut, was hairy all over, and looked a bit greasy too.
I wanted to throw up, but I held that down the best I could.
He smirked at me. He leaned back into his chair, started unbuckling his pants, and drawled, “Show me what you got, and we’ll see if we can find something for you.”
I knew what that meant. Give him a blowjob, and he would decide if I could stay. I had to hold the bile down, took a deep breath, nodded, and made my way to Demon.
If a blowjob got me a roof over my head for now, I could do that. I just needed to last long enough to get some money and leave town.
I could do this. I survived Nico. I could survive anything.