“So, we have three separate dick bags that think they can come for the AOS and all we stand for because they don’t like how great we became.” Flame bites out as Blade speaks up with a “OH, fuck, sorry guys. We’ve become more than inbred oxygen wasters.” Stifling a laugh under my breath.
“Sweet well they haven’t got far before and they won’t get further than that now.” My tone is cold.
“Plan, we need to plan. More than we ever have we need eyes everywhere and we need to call in all the allies we can on this one. We will take all three out in one war and become superior to all clubs and gangs within our reach. This will be placed out into the underground MC world as a fucking statement to not fuck with us. If you do, you end up fucking dead,” Viper bites out as Wise Guy chimes in “They all work on intimidation and dark, sick, twisted attacks and taking what you care about the most. The woman who has taken your soul, so you all need to remember that going in. This Drake and his son can’t be touched. You can’t get near them, close enough to touch them anyway they are protected more than anything. A trained assassin, Sniper, is the only way to eradicate mongrels like the Clark scum.” His old voice shakes around us as we all listen to him.
“We don’t have a man who’s a trained assassin within our ranks,” Wise Guy states and I rub my chin eyeing Viper.
“What?” He barks out “You know what,” I say back to him eyes burning.
“Nope.” Shaking his head, “Not happening.”
“Why?” I question him raising my eyebrow.
“Because I fucking said so,” He bites out with warning. I laugh at this.
“What the fuck is going on?” Ace yells as Abe moves in his seat.
“Viper?” Motioning my hand in front of him for him to explain.
“Capone, I’m warning you.”
“Brother, now, now,” I bait him. He will crack in a minute.
“Someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?” Wise Guy yells this time.
Viper throws me daggers. “It won’t work anyway. She’s pregnant and I will not harm the baby or put her in the line of retaliation for anyone’s fuck ups.” His tone is cold, his fists balled.
“Wait! What? Who what the fuck are you talking about?” Ace screams. Viper blows out a breath and I am left speechless. Him and his cock got her pregnant? Well fuck me. This isn’t going to go down to well with the father of the daughter his dick just well and truly fucked.
“Senna is pregnant, and I have been training her for years how to shoot, how to sniper and how to handle a gun. She took classes also and is a trained assassin so you see, she can outshoot any of us. She was top of her class and even outshot her instructor. She could even take out the President of the United States if needed.” His hands run through his hair.
Ace’s mouth gaps open and shuts, opens and shuts. Before anyone can even think or speak the door to church fly’s open and a white prospect comes in stammering and crying. The kid is actually fucking crying. Ace stands fast ready to kick his ass outta here. His hand goes up toward Ace’s chest trying to catch his breath.
“No, please wait.” He leans over crying, gulping in air and shaking.
“She’s, gone. Ace, they took her. I didn’t even see it.” The room stills then all members jump to their feet, my eyes snap over the prospects head and scanning the common room for Say, Viper does the same for Senna.
“Who, who was taken boy,” Aces roars.
“Saylor.” That’s all I hear before the pounding of my blood shattered through my eardrums and the breaking of my heart splinters through my chest.
“NO, NO, NO!” I hear off in the distance somewhere. It’s a sweet-sounding voice as my world goes black and I am no longer present. Dark takes me down in a spiral of memories of her smiling, laughing, talking. Her kissing me, looking up through her lashes at me. Then nothing I hit the ground and there is nothing but cold brutal darkness.
***
Two Days Later.
Capone
Waiting for her in the darkness is the best place to be, you know. The way her hair falls behind her as she runs over the highs and lows of my mind. Her laughter is the best sound, her whisper inside my ear calling me, telling me to stay, to fight for her and listen. Listen to what the loneliness, the shattering of my soul felt the moment I woke up realizing that she was gone. No longer just right there.
If I knew loving her would hurt this much, I definitely would have reconsidered, because pain has no mercy for a soul like mine. The world is hell-bent on fucking me, causing me an unspeakable amount of darkness, as it fucks me in the ass royally.
All I can think while I am awake is the amount of fear that would be installed in her right now, at god knows who’s dirty torturous hands. People inside our world, they have no morals, no mercy and no hearts especially to the woman who they have. No clue how to love. It takes someone really special to love men like us and they have just taken what made me want more than drugs, sex and blood.
When I am alone inside the dark after one too many bottles of whiskey, I can see her, hear her. She’s dancing, running, laughing, smiling at me. All around me calling my name, promising me that she’s mine. She won’t leave me if I don’t leave her.
That she would love me till the end of time. Alone I am though, sitting with her in pain, suffering at their hands. At the hands of the old men who wouldn’t fucking listen, who fucked up years ago and now us younger men are paying for it.
