Page 5 of Breaker

“Sure I am, sweetheart,” he pointed towards the guy Breaker I met before, “That there is Breaker, he is the President, what he says is law and no one fucks with him or me for that matter.”

So the sexy mysterious man really is the President.“I didn’t know that. I am not really sure how Motorcycle Clubs work.”

“Nothin’ to it sweetheart, we have a President, VP which is me, Sargent at Arms, a Road Captain, Treasurer, brothers, and prospects,” he said pointing out each of them to me. “We are a brotherhood and watch out for one another, we are family.”

“What’s a prospect,” I asked genuinely interested and feeling at ease. This is the first time I have been able to talk to a man without freaking out.

He smiled down at me. This guy had to be at least 6’5 and over 250 pounds. He looked scary but something about his eyes made me feel comfortable. “A prospect is someone that is trying to be a part of the club. Call it a trial period. They have to prove themselves worthy of wearing our cut and patch. They have “Daddies” which are like sponsors who vouch for them to be a part of the club,” he said.

“What about those girls?” I said blushing, pointing to BJ girl.

He laughed, “Noticed them, didn’t yah. Those are hang arounds. They are here to attend to the brothers. They are here by choice and want to be here. We never force anyone to be here.”

I notice the President guy looking over at us, our eyes connected. He looked pissed. I hope I didn’t do something to make him angry. I don’t want to ruin Heather's relationship with them. She seems really happy to be here.

Out of the corner of my eye I felt someone stalking towards me. I immediately freeze when I see my brother.

Tank noticed the shift in my body. “Sugar, everything okay?” he said.

I nodded. “I-I-I think I should go,” I started to shake not taking my eyes off my brother.

He put an arm around me. Hugging me sideways sort of. I winced. He backed off for a moment and looked at me with concerned eyes.

Noticing that I wasn’t gonna say anything, “Let me get Heather and she can take ya home,” he said.

He started to get up but I grabbed his arm quickly, “No, please stay,” I said.

“Okay, then,” he said looking down at my hand on his wrist.

My brother stood right in front of me. His nose flared, his hands clenched down by his sides and his face was red. He was clenching his jaw as well. He was pissed. I just hope he didn’t do something in front of all these people. I asked Tank to stay, that way I can put off being embarrassed in front of everyone.

“Can I help you, prospect?” asked Tank.

“Charlotte, what the fuck are you doing here,” my brother Charlie asked as he grabbed my wrist, making me stand.

Tank got up and into Charlie’s face, “What the fuck prospect, you need to let her go. I was just talking to her. You have no claim on the lady unless I am missing something here,” Tank said looking at me.

Charlie got into Tank’s face and said “That’s my sister. Now I know she really is a whore.” I winced.

Charlie still held onto my wrist gripping tighter. I yelped a little. I knew I would have a new bruise there tomorrow. “Charlie, please don’t fight, we were just talking, nothing more I swear,” I said trying to get my wrist free.

I saw him bringing his hand to punch me. I saw it moving in and was bracing myself for it, I closed my eyes just like the other times, hoping it wouldn’t be too bad. It never came. I opened my eyes and saw Breaker punching and pushing my brother away. I felt huge arms around me and looked up, Tank had grabbed me and gave me a wink.

“You don’t fucking touch women, you piece of shit,” Breaker said.

Breaker’s face was so red and his eyes were bugging out. His arms were rippling from the tension and anger. My brother was on the floor with a busted up lip. I tried to go to him but Tank held me in a bear hug. It was hurting my ribs but I didn’t say anything.

“Stop squirmin’ honey, I am not gonna let you go, so you best get comfortable right now. Let Pres do his job. We don’t take it well when women are hit,” said Tank.

I heard my brother saying, “I was just taking my whore sister back home. She knows better.”

“What I see is a helpless woman that you were about to beat on. I don’t let that shit fly in my club. You’re out,” said Breaker running his hands through his hair.

“You're gonna regret this, bitch,” my brother said. My brother walked away looking back at me. I saw the fury in his eyes. I would definitely be paying for this later.

Heather ran up to Tank and I, “Oh my gosh, what is going on here, Char?” she said.

“Nothing Heather, my brother was trying to stir things up but it was nothing, I promise,” I said.

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