I watched then as Harlee started to get closer to me. “Tell me more.”
“She took a case that was close to the MC. If it went one way it would help us. If it went another way, it would hurt us. By then, I was patched in, at the table, and I was known as the monster. I got that name because I beat a guy in The Hell Five so bad, he could only see out of one eye and couldn’t talk. When the police questioned him as to what happened, he used a whiteboard and a marker to write down who attacked him. Guess what he wrote down?”
“The monster?” Harlee asked.
“Exactly. I was the muscle. I still am the muscle. The case that Allie took was important for her career. Her bosses knew who I was and knew we were together. There were a hundred reasons why we shouldn’t have been together. Everyone tried to talk me down. Jasper, Max, Austin. Even Cash. It was the temptation. Maybe in my heart somewhere it was the small chance to escape and feel something normal. But this is normal for me. Right now. Right here. This is my life.”
“What happened with the case?”
“She dumped it off to someone else,” I said. “I didn’t want to put her in the middle. Ripper - the President before Trev - insisted I do it. That created some heat in the MC. I thought I was going to lose my cut over it. I might have done that for her. That’s how much I cared. She came up with the idea to dump the case onto someone else. The guy who took it was a friend of the club and he worked it in our favor. Allie got fired from her job. There were probably ten things I could have done to fix it, but the one that stuck was to ask her to marry me. So I grabbed a ring. The ring you left in the bedroom. I thought if I could pull her in and keep her safe, she could understand that the club was family. We’re not just barbarians on motorcycles looking for trouble. We’re brothers.”
I let out a little laugh and leaned against the doorway. I watched as Harlee got even closer to me. She was within reach of me touching her. But she touched me. She ran her finger along the patch on my leather cut.
Enforcer
That’s what the patch said.
In others words - don’t fuck with me or you’ll end up dead or with your jaw wired shut.
“So she left?” Harlee asked.
“She’d been planning for a while. She leveraged herself into a new job in New York. Right outside the city, a decent sized firm, run by another headstrong woman. This I didn’t find out until later though. She came to the apartment - not this one - and I had the ring in my hand. She breezed right by me and packed a bag. I watched her do it. I thought maybe if I let her get close to going and showed her the ring it would all click. That didn’t happen. I showed the ring and she slapped it out of my hand. She slapped me across the face, kissed my other cheek, and walked out. Truthfully, I could have chased her ass down. I could have dragged her to the clubhouse and had the table vote on what to do with her. But I didn’t. And I made sure nobody in the club bothered her either. She always deserved better.”
Harlee ran her hand up my cut to my neck. Then to my face. Her nails scratching into the scruff on my face.
She shook her head. “She’s stupid.”
I grinned. “No. She was smart. She’s a partner in that law firm now. She’s clearing six figures a year, is married, and even has two kids. A good and simple life. The only memory she has is that set of angel wings on her lower back. Her tramp stamp.”
“I’m sorry, Trent,” Harlee said. “I didn’t know any of that. Is that why you’re so mean?”
“No. I’m mean because I don’t give a fuck about anything. I live in my own world of justice and I know what it means to live outlaw. I’m mean because the MC tries hard to keep everyone safe and nobody gets it. I’m mean…” I grabbed Harlee’s hand and tore it off my face. “… because you broke into this world and I keep saving you.”
Harlee reached forward with her other hand and touched between my legs. My cock had already been swelling up watching her tight ass try and walk away from me. Now her touch made me rock hard.
“I’ll make it up to you,” she whispered.
She moved to her toes and placed her lips to my neck and kissed me.
I then grabbed her ass and lifted her up, turning, and walking into the bedroom.
If she wanted it that bad… she was going to fucking get it…
**
Harlee unclipped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her back faced me and she was fully nude. Her ass was perfect, the natural curve of her hips making my hands ball up into fists with pent up need.
I stood wearing nothing but my damn jeans, my cock uncomfortably pressing against them.