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Axel walks into the kitchen and heads right to our table, taking a seat and waiting for whatever we are talking about. Shrugging, Graham starts the story.

“Well, Nell looked awesome even though she is my sister, I have to admit she looked outstanding. I gave Vitale the dressing down to keep his hands to himself or I’d chop the fuckers off. He was amused, rather than upset mind you, which pissed me, Tank and Richie off. Nell however, lifted the split in her long dress and guess what we saw?” We all shake our heads that we don’t know what they saw, and he chuckles continuing, “She has a holster and a gun strapped to her thigh. I know she’s not going to be taken by surprise, and she’ll take no shit no matter who tries to dish it out.

“Well, we all get a call from herself saying pick her up, and we’d all been waiting for it, because you know this is Nell we are talking about. She didn’t want to go to this fancy-ass shindig anyway, well that’s what she called it.”

“Wait, you all were waiting for her to call you, to pick her up? Rather than Vitale bringing her back?” Wings looks astonished. Me, I’m not sure much surprises me anymore, especially when afemale is involved. I’ve come to the conclusion they are far more versatile than us men.

“Yeah, we knew she’d either get pissed off by someone, or she’d piss them off. Turned out a bit of both. Seems Vitale has had a woman on the side for quite some time, and she thought she was going to be the Donna to his Don, well seems not! But, of course, that didn’t go down well when Vitale walked in with Nell on his arm, and her looking a million bucks too.”

“Oh, please say the bitch had the nerve to say something to Nell…” Wings grins and lets out a chuckle, along with Axel I might add. Axel has one shit-eating grin on his face anticipating what happened next.

“Well, the stupid bitch strutted up to Nell and asked if she was Vitale’s new whore. Now, you all know Nell and that she has a short fuse at times. It seemed her fuse was extra short with her not even wanting to be at this shindig to start with. She from somewhere whipped out a knife and held it to the bitch’s throat before anyone could do jackshit, and purred,‘You wanna die? Nobody speaks to me like that and lives, so you want to apologize quickly or should I shove this knife into your throat and end you now?’ I would have given anything to have been there and seen that,” Graham chuckles.

“What did Vitale do?” I ask, because what the fuck do you do with a date that makes an entrance like that?

“He grinned and stated so everyone could hear,‘This is what my woman looks like, and don’t you all forget it. She’ll gut you like a fish she’s about to cook and then lick her fingers.’Now, Nell wasn’t so happy with that description, she shoves the woman hard, who falls on her ass screaming. People rush forward, and Vitale puts himself between Nell and everyone else. While hisback is turned Nell does her disappearing act and we eventually find her walking home in her heels and evening gown.”

“Fuck me,” Axel mumbles, but he still has that damn grin on his face, “So what happened after?”

“Well, Nell told Vitale to fuck off to his whore of the month and she hasn’t spoken to him since. He however, keeps sending flowers, chocolates, jewelry and other shit, which Nell immediately sends back with a notelet she had Tank make that has a photograph of her holding up her middle finger.”

Now, we all break down into hysterical laughter but if anyone knows Nell, they know this story is as true as the sun will rise in the morning. I can’t wait to see what happens eventually between Vitale and Nell. But, if Nell ever becomes the Donna of the Mafia they will know they’ve got her, and she’ll rule with an iron fist and a cellar full of gators.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

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I’m leaning on the wall of the clubhouse watching Knuckles and Colton go through their paces. They don’t hold back punches, and I’m sure Colton is going to have a shiner when they’ve finished.

Mia is sitting on the bench in front of me watching them, and speaking with Jo, who it seems is having a week off from her writing as she has what she calls writer's block. No idea what that is, but I don’t hold back the smirk as I consider if it is Knuckles not performing his duties as well as he could, or should.

“Did I tell you Nell is joining the girl gang? She is such a sweetheart, and you would never know she can chop someone up and not bat an eye. She helps anyone she can, and she jumped at the chance of joining in any fun and games we may have. Oh, she’s going to get a trike and get her men, as she calls them, to teach her to ride it, and get her license. She said Graham would be up for it as he’s been trying to get her to ride his hog for quite a while.” As usual Mia is talking so fast she runs out of steam and has to take a large gulp of air before she continues, “I’m thinking of having a girl gang meeting once every month, just so we can have a get together and make sure everyone is alright? What do you think, Jo?”

Jo, turns and looks at Mia, but from her expression, I’m not sure she heard what was being said, “Yeah, that’s good.”

Yeah, I don’t think she is hearing what is being said to her from her bland reaction, but Mia seems okay with it. I can’t stop the tip of my lip curling up, but I stop the smile from forming.

Axel appears at my side and also leans against the wall. Both Jo and Mia don’t register that he is here, and I hold my breath for a moment when the subject changes and Mia speaks about the boys and Summer.

“I love my boys, but shit, they are hard work. I hope Summer is going to be a little ray of sunshine and not cause any trouble. The twins have already had the teacher calling to say they are acting up today and I'm half expecting them to tell me to fetch them home,” sighing, more to herself than Jo.

I quickly take a peek at Axel, who I have to say is smirking as he loves that his boys have spirit. We all know he wants a passel of kids, so three isn’t going to be where he wants to stop either.

Mia continues, “I’m going to get fixed. I don’t want a dozen kids. I’m struggling to look after the three I have. I know if it wasn’t for Amelia…”

Now, before she can say another word, Axel is on her, picking her up, throwing her over his shoulder and he slaps her ass, and I mean slaps it. She’s gonna have a red handprint on that butt cheek, I’m sure.

“We discussed this, and you agreed we’d have six. Now you can’t go back on a promise…” Jo and I hear no more because Axel is storming back into the clubhouse, and I’m sure his room. Why he didn’t go to their house on the compound I don’t know, and I’m not asking.

Taking out my phone, I send a message to Blake.

Mav: How many kids would you like?

Only a few minutes pass before Blake responds, and as the time is her lunch break, I can imagine she’s sitting outside on the bench behind the coffee house relaxing.

My Blake: I always thought I would like two, one of each, you know, a little girl to pretty up and a boy to rough around with.

Mav: That suits me fine. The sooner we get started on that, the better.

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