Bianca Epilogue- Two Months Later
So much has happened since the first of the year. I’d become Chaos’s old lady. I’d officially moved all my belongings into his house and got rid of my rental. He called it our house.
Next, I got with Fury, and he designed a tattoo for me.
It went over my heart, and it was beautiful.
I cried when I saw the completed work. He’d taken the same Calla lilies he'd used in Chaos’s tattoo and placed them around an image of Chaos’s motorcycle.
On the gas tank was Chaos. I had it done in color, and it was striking—everyone who saw it loved it.
Chaos carried me out of Fury’s den, while his club brother laughed.
I was taken home where my old man ravished me.
It hadn’t hurt nearly as much as I had feared. I knew I’d get more.
Third, the club had a surprising, welcome shock.
It came up after the New Year celebration.
One of the brothers admitted that he had been secretly seeing a woman who answered his personal ad.
He’d tried getting to know several women that way, and they never went anywhere, which was the same thing that had happened to some of his other brothers who tried it.
He had been ready to quit when he got a reply.
He decided to make it his last attempt, and she ended up captivating him.
They were dating, and everyone was making bets on how soon he’d claim her as his old lady. Everyone was happy for him.
Fourth, the club addressed a somewhat minor issue.
It was one that needed to be addressed for a while.
They rectified the delay. It pertained to AnnMarie.
No one thought she should remain at the club as a bunny.
None of the guys would ask her for sex anymore.
They said it felt wrong. AnnMarie had told Wrath she was leaving.
She told the president that it was unfair to take their money and lodging when she wasn’t earning it.
Wrath had convinced her to give him just a bit longer, then she could stop. She agreed to give him a month. The club made their move a week later. It was epic. I wished I’d been there to see it.
Arms came around my middle and lips grazed my cheek. I smiled as I turned my head to find Chaos holding me. He smiled.
“What has that look of satisfaction on your face, Lioness? Thinking of me?”
“Sorta. I was remembering how you all took care of AnnMarie’s problem.”
He smirked, and a faraway look entered his eyes. He was remembering it. I leaned back and let him.