Fuck that hurts! I must have done this last night by the feel of my ribs and abs. I guess it’s a good thing that I don’t remember what happened last night. The last thing I remember is drinking with Saylor as people who I didn’t know filter into the house.
I get up from the floor, flushing my drunken night down the toilet before going to the sink to wash out my mouth. I get a good look at myself in the mirror and lord help me I look like shit. My hair is a rat’s nest on my head and mascara smeared under my eyes. I look as bad as I feel. Coffee...I need coffee, then maybe I will begin to feel somewhat normal.
I walk out of the bathroom heading for the door when I see paper sitting on the dresser with my name scrolled across it in Lucas god awful handwriting. I grab it and open it, reading his words.
Senna,
Don’t know how much you remember from last night. I will fill you in later but know this- You are mine. It is more important now than ever before to keep you safe from everyone and everything. I have loved you from the first moment I say you twenty years ago. Now, I get to tell the world that you belong to me.
Be good,
Luca
I’m sitting at the table sipping on my second cup of joe finally starting to feel more like myself. Saylor hasn’t made an appearance yet and I’m kinda glad. I need the quiet to help me sort through all the feelings that Luca’s note brought up in me. He said I’m his, that I belong to him, and that he loves me. I already knew the latter, because I love that man with every ounce of my heart and soul. He has been the only man that I can see. No one compares to him and no one ever will. He is right about one thing… I am his.
I know he is at the club dealing with whatever shit is going on that put us into hiding. Looking around the house at the mess that was left behind, makes me wonder how far into hiding we really are. Yeah, it was dumb for us to throw a party at the one place no one is supposed to know about. Say and I have no clue who is after us and we could have led them straight to our door. Dumb fucking idea.
I hear a door open and close down the hall and look up to see my sister and Capone walking down the hall together. He has his hand against the small of her back and she looks about as good as I do. Hair and makeup a mess, clothes all wrinkled, and her face is drawn down frowning.
“Who pissed in your Wheaties?” I ask, taking a swig of coffee.
“Need coffee bitch,” she grumbles as Capone pulls two mugs from the cupboard pouring them each a cup. Before Saylor can put sugar in it, he beats her to it. She gives hima curious look before asking, “How do you know how I take my coffee?”
He looks up from the cups and gives her a small smile, “I knoweverythingabout you babe.”
Well, well, well. Looks like my sister has a man who wants to care for her. I wish Luca was here to take care of me, like Capone is Saylor. He has always been softer than Luca. They are friends but very different men. Both will do what’s needed for the club, but Cap leaves that at the door and is totally different with my sister.
I wish Luca could do that, could separate the enforcer from the man I fell in love with.
His loyalty to the club is more than him and I. His loyalty to me frightens me because I know that he will kill for me. He has killed for the club for far less. He has a past he doesn't want to touch me, but doesn't he realize that each time I look in his eyes a little of him and that dark seeps in.
“So, this little party was a fucking dumb idea girls,” Capone pipes in sitting down at the table. His feet lift up and rest on the table next to my face. I push them off with a look of disgust.
“Well only to you and Luca.” Saylor says looking at him with nothing but crazy love in her eyes. “He was fuming when we got back here late last night too, I may add.” She says pulling the cup to her lips I watch as she drinks down the hot liquid. Capone looks at her like he owns her. OMG own her. Shit! Luca said the same thing to me last night.
“Cap did Luca speak to you at all last night?” I question him pulling my knees up into my chest placing my cup on my knees trying to hide my face as it gives me away each time.
“Nah,I saw him walk in and that was it. The party was pretty crazy loud.” looking at him over the rim of the cup. “You know that He’s going to be fuming right. Flame and I did try and warn you.” turning my gaze to Saylor who is trying hard to not laugh. I shrug my shoulders pushing myself up.
“Well we get told a lot of things Cap.” I say as I walk to me room for a shower.
Walking out of my room after a much-needed hot shower,I smell food and my stomach begins to grumble.
“Food.” I say grabbing a water from the fridge. Saylor’s all happy and shit,singing away to Pink that is playing on the surround sound.
“What has you so happy?” eyeing her “Anything to do with the biker I saw walking from your room this morning?” from the corner of my eye I see him outside the window. No shirt. Tattoos on show the sun causing beads of sweat to dot his body. OMG he's every girl with daddy issues wet dream and so happens to the guy my sister is crazy about.
“Dad shot, Luca.” I blurt out her body snaps fast to mine
“What!” she hollers shocked.
“Yep just what I said.” Running my hand over my neck the tension is building there like I have to face dad knowing that he has shot Luca and made me his. Couldn't we do what normal couples do and date first.
Staring out the window my mind runs to all the shit that will come from this now. How will this play out? Where will we live? What will we do? Like in the past dream world I had been living in when I pictured Luca and I it was like well just that a perfect dream world. This omg this is the real deal big bad wolf and the MC club princess.
“Earth to Senna.” Saylor snaps her manicured nails in my face. “I swear Sen you’re like not here.”
I dragged my eyes from the outside and Capone working to clean up our mess to my sister. “What?” I asked her, “I was saying is he ok.” looking at her as I took a sip of water, I needed this all of a sudden, my throat was dry as a dessert,
