Page 41 of Hawk's Sapphire

“Good girl.”I tilt my head at his praise not understanding why I like it so much.“Keep your head high, shoulders back, your eyes down unless otherwise instructed.”I do as he says and still, I know he’s not ogling me.“Good.Now take your shower.I’ll wait outside in the room for you.”

I step into the shower and let the hot water wash over me from every angle.It feels amazing.I grab the shampoo and begin washing my hair, feeling even more relaxed now with the glass doors covered in steam.I allow the water to loosen the tension I’ve been holding in my back, neck and shoulders.Ever since finding out about the Feds and the apparent staging of Hawk’s gun, I’ve been a ball of stress.It’s why Sergio was so frustrated with me.All my shots and throws were off today.Not by much, but enough for him to take notice and read me the riot act because,“Any missed target is now potential threat.”

I’ve been struggling to find a way to let Hawk, and the club know what’s coming for them.Who’scoming for them, but it hasn’t been easy.I copied and uploaded the FBI files and sent them to Hawk through Garrison in a password encrypted file.It would take most people hours to figure out, but not Hawk.I also sent him some information I found in Trident’s files about the foster homes and the Devils who own them.

I shouldn’t be sending them anything since it will only bring more to the war with the Devils.But I would rather have them hunting down child predators then fucking with the mafia.Bikers versus bikers, I know the Kings can handle their shit.Gabe won’t allow anyone to hurt women and especially not children.After everything his own daughter and Carter have been through, I know he’ll put his focus on saving the kids and hopefully, let Vincenzo focus on the trafficking side of things.Because bikers versus the mafia is a brand of war the Kings are not prepared to get into.

I overheard Sergio and Matteo discussing the man they call Cusenza in the office at the penthouse.Vincenzo was on speaker phone and gave a run down on approximately how many men Cusenza had and potential allies he has in his employ, like cops, Feds, judges, senators.The list was endless.The Kings don’t have that kind of pull.If they get into a war and shit goes sideways, Cusenza could have them all locked up and killed from the inside.I can’t allow that to happen, so I took the easier route and sent them on a chase to shut down the Devils.

After going through some of the files, I’ve discovered the Devils are the low men on the totem pole.The bottom feeders so to speak.They kidnap, collect, and transport the victims.It’s Cusenza who facilitates the grooming and the sales.The Devils get paid handsomely for their services and are often given product to sample by way of drugs and often times women.The reports I read show the women to split fifty-fifty meaning sometimes they keep them for themselves and turn them into club whores the rest they pimp out and turn themselves a profit.

Cusenza is the one who facilitates these swanky parties for the upper echelon of society, allowing them to pick and choose their product of choice.I saw the photos.Women and young children who went missing.Their photos of the day they disappeared paired with a photo of what they looked like when they were found.These assholes know no boundaries.These people were drugged, raped, beaten.Some of their bodies were found mangled with broken and dislocated limbs.Who fucking does that?

Sadistic assholes that’s who.

I know my family.The Kings would want to burn the world down to rid it of these cruel and perverted fuckers.Women and children are off limits when it comes to the club.A biker’s ol’ lady and his family are sacred to most.There have been some dickheads, like Nate and Thomas who don’t see the value in their own flesh and blood.Then again, they both played a part in how Cusenza and the Devils’ whole operation got started way back when.Fucking traitors to the life, their families, and their club.Bikers live buy a code, and they broke it.A traitor can never be forgiven.Their sentence is death.

What’s that mean for you?

16

HAWK

It’s after two in the morning when we get back to the clubhouse.Pres is still fuming over the conversation with Parisi.I don’t blame him.I haven’t been able to shake my temper off either.Especially after Vincenzo all but admitted he knows where Sadie is.The fact she’s locked into some kind of deal with him only makes things worse.

I’m headed toward my room, when Candi approaches.My hand shooting out causes her to slow her advances but apparently isn’t enough to fully stop her.She grabs my hand, and I snatch it away.Her touch feels wrong and is unwanted.Her eyes flare with anger.She starts to open her mouth, and I shake my head.“Don’t.I’m not in the mood to listen to your shit right now.”

She huffs, leaning into me.This time her hand rests on my shoulder.I go rigid at her touch and roughly toss her hand off.Cash grips her by the shoulder and puts himself between us.The look he gives me over his shoulder tells sayscalm the fuck down,but I have zero fucks left in me at the moment and some whiny whore who thought she had rights to lay claim on me is not something I have the wherewithal to handle.I’m not usually the mean one when it comes to the women who hang around the club.I’m the fun-loving, peace maker in the crowd.The crazy asshole with no limits or restrictions.

Not tonight.

Tonight, I’m full of rage and frustration at both myself and Parisi, and most of all fucking Sadie.I’ve been her protector for years.Some may call it stalking, but I don’t fucking care.I watched her.Followed her every move online and covered her tracks wherever I could when she got herself up to shit, she knew better than to be involved in.Runing up some rich assholes credits and emptying his accounts into some bullshit charity because he pissed her off for example.If the police traced that shit back to her, she’d have gone to jail.

I moved the money five more times into offshore accounts and shell companies sending anyone trying to track her on a wild goose chase then inevitably led back to the bastard’s closest friend.Making him look like the culprit responsible.Did I care the kid was fucking innocent?Hell no.He was the hype man for the asshole who pissed of Sadie.They could both get fucked for all I cared.

But now, here she is in trouble again, only this time she covered her tracks and tied herself to the fucking mafia to do it!

“Move, Cash.I just want to talk to Hawk.”Candi hisses, shoving at Cash’s arm to move him out from between us.Cash doesn’t budge, only shakes his head.

“You’re not the brightest crayon in the box are you, darlin’?”Cash says though his voice is not teasing this time.He’s serious.“You can’t go around here touching a man that doesn’t belong to you.I told you before he has an ol’ lady, and that means you need to leave him the fuck alone.”

Candi leans back, hands on her hip.“Oh yeah.And where the fuck is this ol’ lady, huh?He’s clearly upset.Has been for weeks.Where the fuck is she when he needs her?”She spits the words with so much venom I don’t know what to think.She’s clearly delusional if she thought sucking my dick and having drunk sex gave her claim over me.

“She’s out doing fuck all whileI’mhere.I’m the one he comes to when he’s drunk and upset.I’m the one who he lets crawl in his bed at night to sooth his bad mood.Where the fuck is she?Sadie has been gone for days.Rarely comes to club functions unless she has to and does nothing but disrespect every fucking one of you at every turn.How didsheget to be anyone’s ol’ lady?Let alone, Nathaniel’s?”

That’s it.

I shove past Cash to get to the bitch.Candi registers the rage staring back at her and starts backing up a few steps to create distance.Once her ass stumbles back into a table, she has to grip the edge with her hands to stay upright, and I’m there.In her face.Nose to fucking nose, my hand wrapped around her throat squeezing.It’s not hard enough to bruise or hurt, just tight enough to get her attention and keep her focus on me so she hears everything I have to say.

Cash has his hand on my right shoulder, gripping tight but not pulling me off.He knows she crossed a line and needs to be dealt with.She needs to be put back in her place.

“You think because you warmed my bed a few times and gave decent head that that means I want you?You’ve fucked every brother in here just about and that includes all of Mountain Heights.I don’t care who you want to spend your time with or who you open your fucking legs for, but don’t get it twisted, sweetheart.If anyone in this clubhouse isn’t ol’ lady material, it’syou.” I growl.Her eyes narrow but she doesn’t try to speak while I’ve still got her in my grip.

“Sadie may give us all hell, but she’s only giving as good as she gets, butshe’s family.She has the right to speak her piece and drive us all batshit fucking insane because she’s a King,by blood.She’s one of the most loyal, good hearted, strong-willed, independent, fucking insanely smart women I’ve ever met in my life.She lives, breathes, and bleeds for this fucking club.Youonly fuck it.You see the difference?”

“I may have called you to my bed to relieve stress and get me off when I was in a bad way, but that’s just because I had my head too far up my own ass to see what was right in front of me.But I’ve got a clear view now.”

Even as I’m saying the words, I know it’s true.I know what Sadie did makes her a traitor in the eyes of the club, but we’ll deal with that another day.I’ll deal with her.She’s mine.Any punishments she accrues will be dealt out by me.

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