“Yeah, well that's true but...” Mom cuts dad off. “Sam come here.”
Thank god for mom distracting him. I’m gonna need to really watch myself around Luca. Last thing I need is dad picking up on my feelings for his enforcer.
Chapter Five
Viper
Damn the gods for creating such temptation.
That’s all my mind has running through it as I sit at this seedy bar on the other side of town. Senna and her fucking sexy, sassy ass are killing me. Fuck, how much more can one take before I just grab her and slam my cock in her pretty mouth, shutting her up. Feeding the beast that wants nothing more than to fuck her hard.
Then the good part of me, Luca Warren, just wants to take her away from here and fucking love her till she forgets to breath and I have to do it for her. I don't want any man but me with her. I want my hands on that perfect, white skin. My knuckles wrapped around her fiery red hair as her green eyes melt into my stormy, gray, dark ones. She’s the reason I fucking breathe. She’s the reason I come back from the dark each night.
I’m falling to pieces around her and it's getting harder to hide. She doesn't even know how powerful those emerald eyes are. She unarms me with just one look and sends me into turmoil that’s caused me to act out like I just did in front of my Prez. In his fucking home with both my dad and sister giving me death stares. Lane knows. Lane fucking knows everything.
Senna is so fucking infuriating. The want as she brushes past me; her smile, her spitfire attitude and pouty lips. It’s the worst foreplay ever. She’s pure fucking sexual torture.
I need to do some serious work over at the gym. That will definitely fix it. Stay there, work her out of my system and just drill some guys asses. The buzzing of my phone on the bar top pulls my attention from Senna. Everything is fucking Senna. I need to just fuck her, that will fix it! I slide the logo of my club to open and read:
Flame– Hey, dick wad, Capone is on my ass about where you at.
Me- Your telling me this why?
Flame-Because dick last time I checked I wasn't your bitch required to pass on messages.
Me- you would make good bitch though, prospect.
I smile as this will be pissing Flame off. All he ever wants to do is build bombs, watch said bombs blowing shit up and smoke. I’m sure that is because of the fact that he has used a flame to light said smoke.
Flame- Fuck you V just fucking answer him.
Me- He hasn't messaged me only you have dick wad.
Flame– You’re a fucking dick bro just get ya ass back here. You have forms for the gym waiting and fucking church has just been called. So, move ya ass or is your dick dreaming about Senna stopping you from coming in general?
Cracking my knuckles and biting the inside of my cheek till I taste blood; I’m going to stab him.
Me- you, me and a knife that'll make me more than come!
I fire back, downing the rest of my drink, lighting a smoke thenwalk out into the bright light of the late afternoon sun.
Straddling my bike, she gets me off like no other. The purr of her engine is something else and she don't answer back. A fucking win if you ask me.
The music was pounding and laughter rolling around the compound as I pulled in on my bike. The night had just started to set in. The blood-orange sky fading behind the place that I grew up at. So many times, I have pulled in and never wanted to be anywhere else, but lately it’s been more that I wish I wasn't there. I can’t handle Senna anymore. She's turning into a woman. A sexy one at that and I find I need to be here less. Fuck, it was so much easier when she was younger.
Walking up to the front of the club house, pushing the door open, smoke and the smell of beer hit me instantly. The warm feeling of home also hits me, so I answer my own question about staying. Fuck me, it’s dangerous and do I really want to give it all up? I know I will have to make a decision sooner or later. Her or the club. She's going to cost me more than my patch if I stay.
Maybe I do need to leave, just for a while. Get her right outta my thoughts, mind and soul.
I need to do this run for the club and then sort out all the shit with the gym. Fuck, I hired Willow and Mason to run it while I wasn’t there for a reason. The gym isn’t just a smoke screen for the club. Nope, it’s also my dream, my baby. We all have a side gig and personal training and health is my passion.
Decision made. Just go Nomad for a while. A few months on the road checking on other Chapters might just be what I need. It’s been running on repeat inside my mind for months nowthe open road, bike and nothing fucking else.
I seen the look my Prez gave me when I left his house this afternoon. The way I reacted to Senna and what she was wearing. What she does really is starting to turn heads. My infuriating, annoying sister has even pulled me up one too many times now. Flame even has and that's shocking. That guy doesn't see anything past the fire he builds.
Walking up to the bar I say, “Whisky and lime, Doll.”
The new chick, she's cute. Has her hair in long ponytails with an Ace of Spades tight, black tank tied to the side in a knot exposing her tight stomach. Giving her a wink maybe I will peel her sweet ass back later. Wrap them ponytails around my fist while I slam her from behind. Callie isn’t here to quell the beast inside of me after a Senna mindfuck.
