Page 73 of Royal Sons MC

His relaxed pose didn't match his eyes. "Kind of like the underground railroad or something?" she asked.

He nodded.

She bit her lip. Leaving her life, what she'd worked to build, her salon, and clients who booked appointments months in advance just to have her do their hair all left behind felt like she'd be cutting off a limb or something.

"I can't ask you to do that, Ayesha," Tiana gasped, shaking her head back and forth.

"You both may not have a choice." Duke shrugged.

"You don't know that." Ayesha glared at the other man.

King walked back in, tucking a phone into his back pocket. "Let's go, ladies. A couple of the boys are on kitchen duty."

Ayesha eyed the door to the kitchen, thinking of the big, tough-looking bikers elbow-deep in soap suds. "Are you sure?"

The man coming to take up too much of her thoughts raised one dark brow. "I don't say what I don't mean. Come on." He held out his hand like he expected her to take it, and like a good little girl, she took a step toward him, halting as Tiana gripped her arm.

"We're not going into some witness underground, Esha." The nickname her sister called her when she was upset slipped out.

"T, we'll do what we need to keep you safe." Ayesha wouldn't argue with Tiana about her safety. If she had to cut off her hair, wear baggy clothes, or dress like a man, she would.

King met her halfway, his eyes holding so many secrets and emotions. Ayesha marveled at the man's being single. "Tiana, I made a promise when me and my crew went down to get you. You'll both be protected until I'm satisfied you and your sister are no longer in danger. I don't give a shit if you like my version of protection or if you agree to it or not. You'll do what you're told, or there'll be consequences."

Ayesha stiffened, not liking the way King threatened her sister. Before she could object, her sister shocked her by nodding and agreeing in a soft whisper, telling King she understood.

"Who are you, and what did you do with my sister?" Ayesha asked, her head bouncing between them.

King, the wise man that he was, didn't gloat much. "She's smart and knows I'm only doing what's best for the both of you. Don't you, Tiana?"

Oh, she had a feeling her sister had a little hero worship going on when it came to the President of the Royal Sons. "Where are we staying tonight?"

"You'll be staying with me." King tugged Ayesha toward him. His grip was solid and true.

She stumbled at his words and the pressure. Shit, she hadn't bargained on staying beneath the same roof as him. Having seen several homes on the property, she'd assumed they'd put them in one of the smaller ones, yet his announcement made her stomach flip. Oh yes, she wanted King. She had since the first moment she'd spied him that first night, even though she feared him. Now, she'd be sleeping under the same roof. Her body trembled at the possibilities of what could happen. Slow your roll, girlfriend, she warned her inner hussy.

Chapter Nine

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