“Swear to Christ, you’re riding my last nerve, Roux.”
Hands on his denim covered hips. Hair the same dark color as hers touching his shoulders and a pissed off stare aimed her way. She loved her dad, she had to keep repeating that. Or she’d fly off the handle and destroy what he loved best after her and it was a crime to kill his vintage Harley.
The entire clubhouse was watching this shit.
She didn’t care.
She’d had enough of the madness.
“Tell me about it.” She shot back.
Not able to sleep a wink ever since she got home from Tad’s place, she instead blasted through her house until it sparkled. Picking up groceries for the next month, she made lunch to drop off to her dad. Got all the household bills taken care of. Axel hated doing it. If it were up to her dad, he’d live at the club under motor oil and a bevy of women. Since her early teens, Roux put herself in charge of the house, money, bills, food. Their house was a modest three bedroom new build on the outskirts of town.
Chains lived only a few doors away, she made sure to look after him too.
From the way her dad got at her the moment she was through the door; she reckoned all that nice shit she gave to them was about to stop.
Reno in the background was grinning like he loved seeing her mouth off to the prez.
“What did you do, put everyone’s name in a hat and pick my future husband? Should I be thankful it’s not Ruin? Maybe I want to switch out twins.” The second twin in question growled from behind Reno, his brows folded down and he strode off with disgusted flare.Yeah, screw you too, buddy. Not even if that nutcase came gift wrapped.
Assuming food would put Axel in a better mood to discuss the bullshit. Damn, how wrong. After swallowing the homemade meatball subs, he dared to ask when she was going to wear Reno’s property patch.
Oh, the nuclear bomb going off inside her head was still in full force.
It didn’t help that the stupid grinning man who wanted to give her that patch was standing by licking his chops.
She’d cut his dick off before he even got the leather patch on her.
A few of the boys chuckled. It was only late afternoon, but they’d already cracked open the beer. Biker chasers would be pouring through the doors at any time and she didn’t want to be around for that. It was gross to watch them parading their pussies in front of Axel.
Right now, she’d feed him to the mountain cats.
“Seeing as you’re not fussy, what about Uncle Chains? We don’t share blood, throw me at him.”
Axel growled and Chains piped in from his position at the bar. “Hey, girlie, don’t bring me into this shit. I told him already he was nuts.” Maybe she’d take Chains off the hit list.
“Shut yer mouth, Chains.” And then to Roux, his eyes blazing but there was something else she caught, and it made her belly churn. He was worried. Why? “You’ve ran wild too long, kiddo. You always knew this would happen.”
“Yeah, right, because that’s what you’ve been worried about all this time.” She scoffed and perched on a table, her boots on the chair. “It’s funny how this happens after you’ve warned every guy off me for years.”
There was one man he did more than just caution. Seeing Tad so battered that day still made her sick. The screams she’d let off in hopes Axel would stop beating him. The blood, the pain, her heart broken, it all stayed with Roux. It probably had a hand in how bitter she felt today.
“Roux…” Axel sighed, scraping a hand through his hair, he cast a side look to Reno and the other guy shrugged.
“I’m not doing it.” She told him. “Have another kid to auction off, I’m not for sale.” The pain on his face stung her because she knew how much her dad loved her. He’d given her everything, he probably sacrificed a lot that she didn’t know about because the club wasn’t rolling in money like others were. They scraped by, and she knew this because she cooked the books.
“Is Reno threatening you? Did you lose a card game? I need a reason, dad. Or I’ll walk out of here and I’ll never come back.”
He growled.
Reno growled.
Chains growled.
Fine, she got it.
She was the MC princess. Walking out and leaving the club behind was kind of next to impossible, but she wouldn’t be treated like meat.