Page 1 of Healing Souls

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Six Months Ago

Walking into our small, abandoned warehouse that we took over a few years ago when we had to move clubs, I can’t help the grin that spreads across my lips.

Our weekly Friday club party is in full swing, and I wander around checking in on my guys. The main space is a simple open room where we added an old bar for the sluts to serve us drinks from, and the guys found some tables and old couches to add to the room. We may be one of the smallest clubs around, but we’re as close as family here. Which is why you usually see one or two—or even sometimesthree—guys railing a whore that is spread out on a table.

I smirk as I pass my Vice President and Enforcer banging a girl together who is tied face-down to the table with a gag in her mouth. Her back is oozing blood from the knife wounds I know came from my VP, who loves a little blood play. This would be even more perfect if I had my own whore. But I don’t.Yet.

Anger at the whole situation simmers beneath my skin, and I spot a bitch not doing her fucking job, so I put her to fucking work.

“Whore, get the fuck over here and get on your knees,” I demand, snapping my fingers.

She walks over to me where I stand in the center of the room and immediately drops to her knees, placing her hands behind her back in submission. She tips her head back and opens her mouth with her tongue sticking out.

An evil smirk curls my lips. “Someone is an eager little bitch tonight. Are the other guys not giving you enough attention?” I tsk, taking my dick out and smacking it against her cheek a few times before shoving it down her throat.

I groan and grip the back of her head, slamming into her mouth over and over again. She gags, and tears stream down her face as my balls slap against her chin. Getting close to cumming, I hold her head down on my dick, feeling her throat constrict around the head as she tries to breathe. Her eyes widen in panic, but she keeps her hands behind her back like the good whore she is. We train them well here.

Tipping my head back, I shut my eyes and picture whoshouldbe on their knees choking on my dick. “Oh fuck, Harley, your mouth is perfect,” I groan, and cum spurts out down her throat and all over her face as I pull out.

Tucking my dick away, I walk off, leaving the whore to do whatever it is she does. I head down the one hallway in this place and slip into my office. As soon as I take a seat at my desk, the burner phone sitting on it buzzes. Seeing that it’s my inside man at Sons of Silence MC, I quickly scoop it up and answer, eager for my update.

"Do you have her?" he whispers down the line, his breathing heavy like he’s just been running.

I sit up straight in my chair and grip the edge of the desk with my free hand, sneering down the line, "Have fucking who, prospect?"

"The girl.” He hesitates before whispering, “Harley."

Have her? What the fuck is he talking about? "No,” I seethe. “She's locked away with that fucking bitch Tammy."

He mumbles a quickfuckbefore saying, “No, she got out. The club was looking for her. I couldn’t get much information, but it looks like she found a way to run away about two weeks ago.” There’s rustling in the background amidst the sound of loud voices, and he quickly says, “I have to go. I’ll keep you updated if I find out more.”

He hangs up the phone just as I squeeze it and let out a growl, tossing the stupid burner at the wall. “God fucking damnit!” I scream.

This is why she should have been with me. Not fucking her. But Tammy refused to listen to me when I told her that. No, that bitch just had to have Harley for some reason.

I take out my personal cell and call the bitch. When she answers, I immediately lay into her, my rage mounting at her letting a stupid little girl escape. “This is why she should have been with me. You couldn’t even keep her locked away,” I seethe.

Tammy sighs, “The bitch got sneaky. We’re looking for her, but we have a plan. I told you, you can’t have her. She has another purpose. If you find her, you have to report it to me and leave her alone. She isn’t yours anymore.”

My lips curl back over my teeth. “Yes, the fuck she is. She has been mine for three years. You have just kept her away from me. She ismine!” I yell into the phone as my free hand slams down against the wooden desk. Taking a breath, I lower my voice and say, “And when I find her, you will never see her again. I didn’t put in all that work three years ago just for you to swoop in and ruin it for me.” I hang up the phone, shaking my head at her stupidity.

Fuck her. She has changed so much over the years that I don’t even know who she is anymore. Tammy used to look up to me, but now she thinks she’s better than I am. I’ll prove her wrong by finding my prize and claiming her in front ofeveryone.

A hint of a smile creeps over my face. Oh, how I wish her mother were alive to watch me defile her daughter in front of everyone. It will be a show to remember.

Four Months Ago

Standing across the street in the shadows, I watch as she moves around in the upstairs room. The curtains are still open, and it’s dark out, so with the light on I can watch Harley here at Brielle’s house.

With it being a home on the fucking beach, I can’t see anything from the back of the house, since there would be nowhere for me to stay out of sight, which ended up working in my favor when I realized Harley’s room is at the front. With a two-lane road in between the houses that line the beach and the trees on the other side of the street, it leaves the perfect spot for me to hide and watch undetected.

It didn’t take me long to figure out where Harley ran off to. That’s one of the perks of having connections with other MCs. But the downside is I can’t fucking get to her.

If I was still with the bitches at Sons of Silence MC, I could easily just go in and grab her, but I’m not anymore. Not since Killer died and they decided to turn it into a club full of pussies. So now my buddies and I made our own club, but we’re small. There are only ten of us, so whether I want to or not, I have to respect the territory that Brielle is in. Her father is a part of another MC here in Virginia, and he would come after and easily destroy us if I tried taking Harley from here.

So for now, the bitch is fucking protected. But we will keep watching until she makes a mistake. She’ll leave this area soon enough, and then I will finally get my hands on what is mine.

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