Chapter 16
Ember
Half an hour later, Pyper and I are sitting on the couches in the main room when the door to the Chapel opens and the guys all pour out. As they pass us, each of them gives us a chin lift or a head nod and a knot in my chest loosens a little at the gesture.
Tico is the last one to step out and the relief on his face when he sees me has my heart beating faster.
He heads towards me, but then a streak of blonde darts out from the hall and I instantly see red as Sunny plasters herself to Tico’s side.
He pushes her away, snarling something low at her that I can’t make out.
Instead of leaving him alone, she presses herself against him again, rubbing her breasts against him.
Her hand slides down his chest, intent on grabbing his dick no doubt.
I’m off the couch before I realized I’ve moved and a slow smirk forms on Tico’s face when his gaze meets mine again.
Grabbing Sunny’s hair, I yank her off him, ignoring her shrieks before pushing her away and stepping in between them. She stumbles in her heels but manages to catch herself at the last second. She glares at me as I crack my knuckles and I purposefully ignore the murmurs of the other club bunnies.
I’m claiming what’s mine.
“Remember what I told you in the kitchen, Sunny? Tico is mine and I won’t tolerate a club bunny or any other woman touching what’s mine.”
“He’s not really with you,” she spits. “You lied and tricked him into protecting you. Tico, Baby, she isn’t worth protecting. She’s just some scarred up, trailer park white trash. Her and her sister are spies for the Chrome Vipers. Why can’t you see that?”
My muscles tense at her words and I narrow my eyes at her.
I don’t know if Daemon or the others have ever said my dad’s club name out loud around the bunnies, so I don’t know if that’s common knowledge or not.
Glancing over at Daemon, he gives a slight shake of his head, letting me know that it wasn’t.
I tilt my head, observing her, as I slowly walk toward her. “What makes you think I’m tied to the Chrome Vipers?”
Sunny’s face pales, realizing she just fucked up but then the look is gone as she straightens her spine and waves me off. “I heard one of the guys talking about them a while ago and put two and two together when you said you grew up in the same club as him.”
Daemon circles around her from behind and I suppress a grin when I see her hands start trembling at the dark, cold look he gives her.
“See, that’s where you’re wrong, Sunny. I never said which club I came from and that club name has always stayed behind closed doors because it is club business,” Daemon says as he circles her again and the bitch is stupid enough to turn with him as she keeps him in her sights.
It’s not the first time Daemon and I have done this song and dance before to get information out of someone, and I know it won’t be the last.
When Sunny turns away from me, I make my move, stepping forward to grasp her wrists and yanking them behind her back. I kick the back of her knees, making her fall to her knees. Ignoring her cries, I grab a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back at a painful angle.
“You done fucked up, Sunny. Again. See, I hate liars but I especially hate it when those lies are about me or my family,” I tell her and then pause as I see Tico step forward out of the corner of my eye.
Then then I hear the rest of the club fanning out—staying close but making sure all the exits are blocked.
Tico gives a signal and I hear more heels clicking on the floor.
The Prospects must be making sure the rest of the bunnies go back to their rooms.
Sunny struggles to get out of my grip and cries out again as I tighten my hold on her.
“Get your hands off me, you fucking bitch!”
“I don’t think so, Sunny. Now, answer me, otherwise you and I are going to be having a lot more… fun.”
Her eyes widen at the cold, hard edge of my voice, realizing that I mean every word.
“I… It’s true,” she stammers, “I heard Daemon talking about them once.”
Her eyes lower slightly to the left and out of the corner of my eye, I see Daemon give me a hand signal, silently confirming that she’s lying. I release her hair to punch her before tsking her again. Gripping her chin hard, I make her look at me.
“After all these years, the guys know your tells, Sunny. So, do yourself a favor and answer the question honestly otherwise I’m going to enjoy making you scream and bleed.”
Someone chuckles lowly but I’m not sure who. “Fuck, she’s like a female version of Daemon. Looks like we may have another Enforcer on hand, Prez.”
More dark chuckles surround us and I glance up at Tico to find him smirking down at me in approval.
“And I wouldn’t want it any other way. Ella es perfecta (she’s perfect),” he replies quietly and fuck if my heart doesn’t flip in response.
I’m also fucking grateful for all the Spanish I studied during school and heard around the club.
I’m not a hundred percent fluent, but I can understand most Spanish.
Tico looks back down at Sunny and his expression hardens. I feel a tremor run through her and a dark part of me relishes her reaction.
“I believe mi mujer, my woman, asked you a question, Sunny. If you lie to us one more time, you aren’t going to like the consequences.”
She scoffs. “You can’t hurt women, it’s in your code, so get this bitch off me.”
I lean down so I’m right by her ear. “You’re right, none of the guys can lay a hand on you per their code.
” I deliberately pause when a gleam of satisfaction shines in her eyes, then I smirk.
“But I don’t have a dick and I wear my balls on my chest, so I will be the one to dish out your punishment should my man ask for it. ”
Sunny trembles again in my grasp but then she juts out her chin, well, as much as she can since I still have a hold of it.
“Why am I the one being questioned? I’m doing the club a favor by revealing a fucking spy.
You should be thanking me! She’s the one that should be on her knees in front of you and feeling your wrath, not me! ”
Tico leans down so that his face is inches from hers. The hard, cold look he levels her has her paling and her body trembles even harder in my hands as she starts to lean back but then she catches herself.
“Here’s how this is going to go, puta (bitch).
You will answer our questions or mi mujer (my woman) is going to find very creative and very painful ways of getting those answers out of you because right now, the only fucking traitor I’m seeing is you.
Now, answer the fucking question, Sunny.
How did you learn about the Chrome Vipers and what makes you think Ember is tied to them? ”
She hesitates for a minute before her body slumps slightly.
“Fine! I heard it from a friend of mine. She overheard three guys at the dinner earlier. They were talking about getting their hands on two of their women that stole a bunch of money from them and then escaped with it. They were waving around a picture of the women. The descriptions she told me matched this bitch and her fucking sister.”
Anger boils in my veins and Sunny cries out again in pain when I tighten my grip on her wrists. The muscle in Tico’s jaw twitches from how hard he’s clenching his jaw and his eyes burn with rage as he glances at me before looking back down at Sunny.
“What’s your friend’s name?”
“S-Sally. S-Sally Blane.”
“What else did you tell her?” Tico asks and Sunny’s trembling increases.
“I… I told her I’ve seen the two women. That I knew where they were staying. That they somehow lied to get your protection and this bitch wormed her way into your bed like the snake she is.”