Chapter 25
Tide
It’s all perfect. Everything is perfect. She’s fucking perfect. I had imagined her carrying my baby before all this. I could picture it in my head. Her stomach swollen, knowing I did that. Knowing it’s mine. And now that’s a reality.
“A forced marriage?” Ban laughs as we sit around the table.
“It’s not all that forced.”
“Sounds like it to me. You basically told her she was marryin’ you.”
“I don’t think she objects all that much,” I smirk.
“You sure this is what you want?” Patch asks.
“Yeah. It is. I want her, I want that baby. I want to do better, brother. I don’t plan on goin’ back.”
“That’s good. We need you out here. She’s gonna need you out here,” he says. I nod my head when she walks into the room. I can see it now that I look. The slight roundness of her stomach. I didn’t pay much attention before, but I am now.
She looks up and sees me, and I motion for her to come to me. She walks over, and I pull her down into my lap, kissing her neck and resting my hand on her stomach.
“You okay?” I ask her.
“I’m fine. What’s going on?”
“Nothin’. Just talkin’.” That’s when Patch’s phone rings. He pulls it out and answers as we all sit and wait for him to finish. I glance over, and that’s when his eyes find mine. He finishes his conversation before he looks to Mylah and back to me.
“She can hear it,” I tell him. Patch nods once before he takes a pull from his beer.
“That was Mystic.”
“What did he say?” I ask.
“Christian gave Beth a hundred and fifty thousand.”
“What?” I snap.
“Doesn’t say what it’s for, but her account has four hundred dollars in it. Where’s the money?” Patch says as he glances around the table.
“It was her. Fuck!” I roar, scaring Mylah enough that she jolts. I wrap my arms around her and keep her held against me.
“It’s lookin’ that way.”
“And now I need to hunt her ass down,” I say as I look around the table.
“What about Christian? You think he knew what the money was for?” Ban asks.
“Maybe he was just helpin’ his mom out?” Bane chimes in.
“Why, though? He hasn’t before this, yeah? Why now?” I ask.
“I don’t know, Tide. I guess we need to get them both and figure this out, yeah?” I nod my head. I don’t know how I feel about all this. I just found out that I’m going to be a dad again, and now this? Mylah shifts in my lap as I pull her even closer.
“What's that mean?” She asks softly.
“It means I’m gonna kill that bitch,” I tell her.
“You can’t do that, Tide. You promised me.”
“I’m not goin’ anywhere, Mylah. Killin’ her doesn’t mean I’m goin’ anywhere.”
“Really? You don’t think that’s a murder charge?” She says sarcastically.
“I know what it is, but if they don’t know there’s nothin’ to charge me with,” I remind her. I know what the hell I’m doing with this. I know how to get rid of her.
“You can’t do this,” she says, softer this time.
“I have no choice, Mylah. If she set this up, if she had you taken, I will kill her. We got to you in time, and I’m so fuckin’ thankful for that, but what if we didn’t?” I ask, turning her to face me. I cup her face in my hands. “What if we didn’t, Mylah? What if things had gone further?”
She shakes her head, unsure of what to say to me.
She doesn’t know what could have happened to her with Padgett.
He could have raped her. He could have allowed others to rape her, and she could have been sold to someone who would have killed her for his own sick pleasure. No, I can’t let this slide.
“I…I don’t know, Tide, but this is all too much.” She shoves off my lap and takes off toward the room as I spin around in my seat to face the guys. I grab my beer, taking a long pull before shaking my head.
“This is gonna be hard on her,” I tell them.
“No shit. She’s already pissed about it. How are you gonna handle this, Tide?”
“Same way we always handle things. I’m gonna kill the bitch. She’s in with those traffickin’ assholes, she gets what she deserves.”
“And Christian?” Patch asks. I run my hand over my face because I don’t know how to handle him. I don’t know that killing him is the right thing to do. My own child? But if he knew what the money was for, then he deserves just as much as Beth does.
“What if he didn’t know? What if he was just tryin’ to get rid of Beth too?” I ask, more to myself than to the guys.
“Heard that. We need to have a chat with him.”
“And find her,” I add.
“Yeah. She’s on the list. We’ll find her Tide. Then what do you wanna do with her?” Patch asks.
“Basement.”
“Your girl let her go last time,” Ban reminds me.
“I don’t think she’ll do that again now that she knows.”
“You’re wrong, brother. She will do it again because she doesn’t want to see you in trouble. You wanna handle this at the warehouse?” Bane asks. I nod my head. Maybe they’re right. She would let her go again if I wasn’t careful.
“Yeah. Let’s do that. You’re right. I can’t risk her doin’ that again.”
“Go see your girl. We’ll start lookin’ into Beth,” Patch tells me. I nod, take one last pull from my beer and stand before heading down the hall. Once I get to my room, I shove the door open and step inside to see her naked.
“Fuck.” Her head turns, and she looks over her shoulder at me while holding a t-shirt in her hand.
“I was changing.”
“Don’t.”
“Why not?” She asks playfully. She knows damn good and well why not.
“Because I want you.”
“What do you want?” she asks, turning the tables on me.
“Who are you to ask the questions? Daddy is the only one askin’ that.”
“I want you, Tide.”
“What do you want me to do?” I lick my lips as I pull my cut down my arms and toss it onto the chair. I strip my shirt off as Mylah turns around and stares at me.
“I want you to kiss me. I want you to slam me against that wall and fuck me.” Fuck, why does she do this to me? She makes me weak for her. I would do just about anything for that woman.
“You want daddy’s big cock inside of you?
” She nods her head, and that’s all the invitation that I need.
I kick my boots off and drop my jeans and boxers to the floor before I stalk toward her.
When I’m close enough, I lift her in my arms and slam her against the wall just the way she wanted me to.
She gasps as I grab my cock and find her entrance.
Then I slid inside of her. I close my eyes and savor every fucking second of being in her.
And I fuck her. Just like she wanted to be fucked.
“Tide!” She cries out my name and I don’t have the heart to make her call me daddy right now. I’m too deep, too lost in her. I buck my hips and fuck her against the wall as hard as I can. Mylah screams for me, and I love every second of it.