Page 15 of Ace's Ascension

“Bro, it was fucking epic. That douchebag didn’t know what fucking hit him.” Tex pipes in. “So Butch and I took his sorryexcuse for a man out and threw him in the smelliest, nastiest dumpster we could find.” Tex and Butch shrug their shoulders like it was no big deal and Kayne groans slamming the gavel on the oak table stopping further shit talk. Butch sits down and the room falls silent.

“Fuck. We’ll come back to that in a minute. Right now, there are other important things we need to discuss.” Kayne leans forward in his seat, steepling his fingers together. “Tank and the others ran into an issue down by Detroit trying to get back to PA. We all know what that means. Kozlov brothers are making a move to stop them and we need to get ahead of it.”

“What kind of issue?” Duke asks.

“Someone tried to kill them before they got to the border. Tried to run them off the road. Cobra laid his bike down, but it wasn’t too damaged. Fucking amateurs. This shit needs to end now.” Kayne leans back in his seat. “We’re leaving for PA first thing in the morning to meet up with Chainz and the Krymson Destroyers and help them. Only a few of us are going. Stryker, Ace, Blayde and Siren, Rooster, Stone, Poison and myself. The rest of you will stay here and hold down the fort, watch for blowback and get shit set up to finish Senator Graham. Any objections?”

The room is quiet with no one arguing or objecting. “Good. Now, Ace. What’s the deal with this fiery redhead?”

All eyes land on me and I swallow hard. I don’t like being the center of attention but apparently, that isn’t happening today. “I found her broken down on the side of the road near the mechanic shop. I sent Rooster her plates to run for info.”

“Her name’s Elizabeth Madeline-Rose LeRoux. She’s a Louisiana native born and bred. There’s something you should know before you take this any further.” Rooster leans forward. The seriousness in his face sends a chill down my spine. “She’s the descendant of Madeline LeRoux.”

“And that is who?” I ask.

“Madam Madeline LeRoux was the queen of Louisiana Voodoo. She was the one the natives went to for help. Madam LeRoux was a powerful Voodoo witch, according to the research I could find. She died last year in a tragic accident and Liz was supposed to take her place. She had a huge falling out with her family and came here.”

“Ok, so we have a Louisiana Voodoo dark princess in our Clubhouse. Is she a danger to any of us?” Kayne asks. I clench my jaw to stop myself from disrespecting my President. He’s looking out for the good of his club but sometimes he’s an asshole.

Rooster shakes his head, “No. She’s a timid little mouse. Nothing I found online stated she’s a danger to us.”

I think back to the fire I lit in her earlier at the shop and I smirk. The way her eyes burned into me when I pissed her off. She might be a timid little mouse right now, but I’ll bring the dark princess forward and together our souls will match.

“Now that this is out of the way, does anyone have anything they need to share?” Kayne asks, picking up the gavel. No one answers or shakes their head. “Good. The eight of us will ride out tomorrow. Party, fuck, smoke, do whatever you want tonight. Tomorrow, it’s show time. Church dismissed.” Kayne slams the gavel on the table ending our meeting. Everyone’s chairs scrape back as they get up to leave. I join them and head out to find a fiery redhead I can’t wait to see.

I don’t talk to anyone and that’s nothing new. I usually keep closed off and observe. I was taught a long time ago that you can see better using your eyes and ears and learn more when the mouth stays closed. I stop in the kitchen to grab Liz and me a couple of beers and head up to my room.

I stop in front of my door and hear giggling coming from the other side. That’s a good sign, I hope. I take a deep breathand turn the knob opening my door. The sight in front of me is priceless. Liz is sitting on my bed with her legs crossed in front of her eating a bag of chips one of the girls brought in. Her eyes widen while shoving a mouthful of chips in when she sees me. Holly is sitting next to Liz also with a mouth full of food and Siren is sitting in the chair in the corner of my room. She tosses her long dark hair over her shoulder and stands. Holly scrambles off the bed and stands next to her.

“We good in here?” I ask raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, Ace. We’re good for now.” Siren smirks. I catch on to what she’s doing and tamp down the rage flowing through my body.

“Thanks. See yourselves out.” I dismiss the two heathens and they laugh while closing the door behind them.

Liz hasn’t moved a muscle besides swallowing the mouth full of chips, since I walked in. I take off my boots, remove my cut and hang it on the back of my door before approaching her on the bed. I kick back on my bed with my feet on either side of Liz.

“What’s up?” I ask casually, even though I’m kind of freaked out right now wondering what she’s thinking.

Liz swallows hard before shifting her body in my direction. “Uh, well… The girls have told me some things about being in an MC and I’m more confused but curious than I was before.” Liz grabs the charm around her neck and rubs it with her fingers.

“Well, ask away. I’ll answer what I can and tell you if I can’t.” I put my hands around the back of my head, leaning against the headboard. Appearing relaxed, even though I’m not. I’m nervous this is too much for her.

She shifts her body so she’s facing me on the bed and inhales a deep breath. “What exactly is your role in the club?”

“My job is the financial part. I keep track of the spending and receiving of Club money, called the Treasurer. I also set up and run fights, both legally and illegally. I participate in them too.”

“Is that where the faint bruising and the scarred knuckles came from?” Liz is shy about asking and it has my curiosity peaked.

“Yeah, it is. Do you fight?” I sit up a little bit so our bodies are closer.

“Not professionally, no. But I haven’t been able to find a gym around here to accommodate what I like to do.” Liz’s cheeks turn red and she blushes. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve seen in a while. Most women around here know what they want and aren’t afraid to tell you. Liz is different and I really like it.

“I’ll make a deal with you.” Liz scoots closer to me on the bed and my heart beats hard against my chest. Her scent drifts around me and sends a shot of lust straight below my belt. “When I get back from this run, I’ll take you to the gym out back and see if what I can do can accommodate your needs.”

Liz swallows hard, following along with my innuendo. “I’d like that, Ace.” Her face turns bright red again and I lean forward.

“Any more questions?” I ask, brushing my finger along her cheek. I can’t help it. I crave to touch her.

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