by Ambere Sabo
Looking up at me when I step into the room, he gives a small shake of his head.
“You don’t know what will happen, Mythic. There's no way to know if Enterrador will even know who you are, let alone Diablo,” he tells her as he rubs her back.
“Enterrador will know. I have no doubt about that,” she says with a sniffle.
“Who are you to them, Mythic?” I ask. “This can't just be about the Amijos if Enterrador will know you. You weren't even home when he came for them.”
Turning to look at me, she wipes her nose on her arm. With a sniffle, she says, “The Armijos are known to run the Asesino, but that’s not true. I know more about the Infierno cartel and Asesino than is healthy for any one person to know. Diablo has wanted my head on a platter since I was sixteen.”
“You told me once that Jesús was targeted as a way to get to you. Why?” I ask, tilting my head to the side.
“Jesús didn’t order the kill on Enterrador’s wife. But if it was blamed on him, the Infierno would have a reason to go after the family without repercussions. Something Diablo had been wanting for almost ten years. I don’t think he expected Enterrador to take out the family on his own though. It put a kink in his plans and gave me a chance to run. And I did. I ran as far and fast as I could.”
“You ran. I already know that. But you’ve yet to tell me why you would even need to run from Diablo in the first place. Jesús hid you for what eight, ten years? Why?”
Mythic’s face transforms from sadness to pure rage. Within an instant she’s in my bubble of personal space. “There are things you have no right knowing about me, Lilly. Things I don’t and won't talk about. Jesús hid me because my daughter was his niece. A baby born out of the continued rape I suffered at the hands of his brother. That’s all you need to know. I didn’t even get to bury my baby girl, Lilly. I haven't been able to go and talk to her or even see her headstone. Nothing,” she exclaims. “She was taken from me for simply being born. Do you know how much guilt I carry because of that?” she screams in my face.
“Back up, Mythic,” Gunner growls from behind me. I didn’t even hear him come in. The door is cracked behind me. I didn’t shut it when I walked in. Beyond Gunner, a small crowd is gathered in the hallway. Angel has tears running down her cheeks, and Cessy clutches Phoenix to her chest.
“I'm sorry for what you’ve been through,” Angel says quietly.
Pushing the door open so everyone can see her, she says, “ I understand you don’t know me. And I understand that what I'm asking might seem crazy, but believe me no one, no one in this clubhouse wants to come face-to-face with these people less than me.”
Looking at me, she asks with a bite, “So are you going to trust me to take care of this, Lilly, or do you want to keep running?”
Chapter 25
Enterrador
“There’s going to be a BBQ here this weekend, sir. Everyone’s coming to Blue Bells to celebrate Lilly being home and going to work for Doc,” she rushes out.
“And how exactly do you expect me to be able to take her if everyone is there with her, you stupid woman,” I ask sharply.
“The girls will all be at Blue Bells before the BBQ to decorate and set up. There will be some members with them, as usual. But it won't be the full force of the club,” she explains.
“Those women can be just as bad as the men,” I snap. Tapping my finger to my chin, I think. “Maybe we can find a way to make this work. It has to be easier than taking her from the clubhouse. Find a way to be there. You can let us know how many people we’ll be up against.”
“Yes, sir. Whatever you need,” she says excitedly.
“We’ll be in Austin tonight. Don’t fuck this up. I won't give you another chance.”
“Ye.. yes, sir,” she stutters before I hang up on her.
“Evaristo,” I yell from my office chair.
In a moment he’s in the doorway. “Yes, sir?”
“I want the blueprints for the new Blue Bells. We need to know every possible entrance to that bar. Do whatever you have to to get it. We leave for Austin today.”
With a nod, he leaves. Pulling out the top drawer of my desk, I grab a surveillance picture of Lilly. Running my finger over her beautiful blonde hair, I tell her, “Soon, my beauty, you’ll be here with me, and this cat and mouse game will be over.”
The first thing I'm doing when she gets here is having someone fix her hair. If she thought changing her yellow strands for that god awful red would change my mind about her, she was mistaken. But I won't allow it to remain red once she’s here. I wanted to strangle that damned woman, Kat, for doing it when I got the first picture of her after the change. For weeks after, I burned the pictures my man sent, unable to look at my beauty with the damage she’d done to herself.
Looking back down, I whisper, “In three days time, you’ll be mine, Lilly, and I’ll show you the life you deserve.”
Chapter 26
Gunner
“I trust you.” My baby girl uttered those three little words to Mythic, and my life has been in chaos since. Tomorrow we use her as bait to catch the monster who haunts her. My mind is a swirling mess of what ifs. What if he grabs her before she arrives at Blue Bells? What if he doesn’t give a damn about Mythic and still takes Lilly? Hell, whose to say he won't take them both?
Snoopy assures me they found the footage Mythic claims will rock Enterrador’s world. Change everything he thinks he knows.
But what if they're wrong? What could they possibly show to that fucker to make him stop his hunt for my baby girl?
I trust Snoop. He’s been my brother, my family, for years. I'm trying to see through the haze of my hate for Mythic and trust in Snoop, but it’s a lot fucking harder than I thought it would be.
We know Enterrador took the bait. Hell he’s in Austin, right fucking now. All I want to do is find the bastard and put a bullet in his head. The brothers weren't quite on board with that. We’d cut the head off the snake, but another, if not two, would grow it's in place as we dealt with the blowback and Diablos wrath. No one, not even the Silent Sons can kill a general in any cartel and just get away with it.
Everyone is tense today, anticipating what will happen tomorrow. Lilly lost her shit on Cessy earlier when she told her she needed to prepare herself for the possibility that Rose could be the mole.
We spread two different stories about the BBQ—where it would be, what it was for, that kind of shit. Rose was one of those told it was at Blue Bells to celebrate Lilly’s new job with Doc.
Lilly just can’t imagine her own sister would do that to her. I pray to God she’s right.
My baby girl is strong as shit. She’s come through all the crazy with this bastard and still managed to make it to the other side. I just don’t think she can take it if it’s Rose who helped him.
“What ya thinkin’ about over there?” Lilly questions as she stretches on our bed, just waking from her nap.
I’ve been watching her sleep for the last two hours, sitting in the recliner across the room with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. In the quiet, I’ve been running every scenario that could happen tomorrow through my head. Meanwhile, I spend the time taking in every feature of her face in case today’s the last day I have with her. My thoughts have been making me damn near sick with worry. I think I've finally lost my fucking mind.
“Just about how much you mean to me, baby girl,” I tell her with a half smile.
Patting the bed next to her, she says, “Oh yeah, why don’t you come over here and show me then?” There’s a twinkle in her eye.
I can't believe I’m about to say this, but… “How can you even think about sex at a time like this?” I ask in shock.
With a giggle, she asks, “ Isn’t that usually the girl's line?”
With a raise of my brow, I scoff, “ Really, baby girl?”
Sitting up, she huffs out an annoyed breath. Bending at the waist, she sits up and hugs her knees. “We’ve lived the last how
many months waiting for this man to come for me? Always looking over my shoulder. Always watching. Tomorrow it ends…” With a pause, she throws her legs over the side of the bed and is on her feet. In a few quick steps, she’s here, kneeling in front of me. She takes my hands in hers. Looking up at me, she says, “Am I scared it won't go right? Of course! But one way or another it finally ends. I want to spend the night in your arms, Gunner. Not worrying about anything. Just being with you. I want to have a family breakfast tomorrow morning with bacon and waffles. I want what used to be our normal just in case it’s my last chance to have it. Not all this damn, crazy bullshit and worrying. Can you do that for me?”
Gazing down into her bright, blue eyes, I know I can't deny her this. How could I? So, with a nod of my head, I let her pull me to my feet and lead me to the bed.
Without a word, she turns to me and nudges my shoulders until I'm seated on the end of the mattress. Her hands trail down my legs. Her body follows as she moves to slip my socks from my feet. Lifting each foot, she hooks her finger at my heel.
Running her fingers back up my body, she places her hands on my shoulders and pushes me onto my back. Bringing her hands down, she slides my shorts from around my waist. She waits at my hips for me to lift up just enough for her to get them past before they meet my socks in a pile on the floor.
“Scoot up the bed,” she whispers.
I do as she asks, lying dead center of my California-king. If she wants control tonight, she can have it.
My baby girl climbs onto the bed, yanking her sleep shirt over her head as she comes, revealing her naked body beneath. Crawling up the bed to my side, she swings one leg over my waist and sits. Her ass is positioned just above my now rock hard dick. With one hand she tugs at the hem of my shirt. Propping up on my elbows, I look her in the eye as she pulls it up to armpits. Lifting my left arm and then my right, she works it up and over my head.
Once I'm flat on my back again with my arms above my head, she leans forward, reaching for something. I should be paying more attention but with her nipples that close to my mouth I can't help but take one in. I suck it into my mouth, making her moan. Just as I'm about to take the other peak, I feel the cool bite of metal encircle my wrist.
Looking up in shock, I see she’s used the cuffs attached to the center bar to immobilize my right arm. “What are you doing, baby girl?”
Leaning down, she whispers in my ear, “Whatever I want.” Then she closes the cuff on my left wrist.
No one’s ever dared trying to tie me up. Not a single woman who’s shared my bed before her. Before I can even voice my discontentment, she gets up on her knees, positioning herself to take me into her core.
“Now, baby girl…” I start as she sits down, taking my dick to the hilt. I can t help but groan out as she begins to move slowly up and down my shaft. When she starts rotating her hips as she goes, I know this woman will be the fucking death of me.
I want nothing more than to reach for her hips and take control. To make her move faster. To reach up and grab her beautiful tits as they bounce with her movements. But instead I can only yank against the metal keeping my hands in place. If we make it through the next twenty-four hours, I will show my baby girl just what it means to be tied up.
Finally, she picks up the pace. Moving faster and faster, she drives herself closer to her release. “Touch yourself, baby girl. Reach down and play with your clit. I need you to come,” I demand in a gruff tone.
She may be in control, but she still does as I ask. Her pussy squeezes down on my dick just moments later, and that’s all it takes. I come inside her, the force of it setting off her own climax. Collapsing on my chest, her breaths pant out of her as her body quivers around me. I want nothing more than to hold her until she can fully control her limbs. But there's not a damn thing I can do.
When she finally seems to stop shaking, I ask into her hair, “Can you please undo these now? I want to hold you, baby girl.”
With slightly trembling fingers, she finds the key on my headboard and sets my hands free. “As soon as I'm able, I roll her to her back. “One day soon, I'll get you back for that, baby girl,” I tell her before crushing my lips to hers.
Chapter 27
Lilly
The spread before me is insane. Gunner took my breakfast request to a whole other level, yet I can't find it in me to eat anything on my plate. The only other person who seems to have the same problem is Mythic. She too picks at the plate before her. The brothers though, they stuff their mouths full of waffles shaped like Texas, Eggs Benedict, breakfast potatoes, sausage, and bacon.
Gunner pulled out all the stops to let me have my wish for a family breakfast. And I feel awful not partaking with everyone else, but I can't get my stomach to settle. I have what Havoc would call the bubble guts. Pure fear has stolen my appetite today.
In less than two hours, we’ll all head to Blue Bells—Cessy, Angel, Mythic and me with only Gunner and Dash to keep us safe. If Enterrador ambushes us on the way, we’ll be totally fucked. The rest of the brothers of the Silents Sons and the Reapers will be waiting for Gunner’s signal to storm the castle that is Blue Bells.
The cells are a horrible thing that we've all vowed to obliterate, but… The option of an underground entrance was one we now have to admit is a smart one. There's a large warehouse behind Blue Bells. From outward appearances, it only holds necessities for the club and other odds and ends the Reapers have decided they didn’t need at their club.
But underneath it, that’s a different story. A full on armory is hidden below with a tunnel leading right into the stock room of Blue Bells, giving the Reapers access to their club should they need it for any reason. It can also serve as an escape route if something goes down or they get raided.
If Enterrador waits ‘til were at Blue Bells, no matter how much manpower he brings with him, he’ll have a fight on his hands he’s not expecting. We know he asked for the blueprints of the club, but luckily in a small town with the right amount of money just about anything can be kept off of legal documents. Wraith was smart to have it not included.
The ride to Blue Bells though? It’s less than ten minutes, but we’ll be open to attack in more than one place. We can't have too many brothers escort us since we're trying to give the appearance of letting our guards down. My brain understands the need for it, but I'll never forgive myself if something happens to the women I look at as sisters because of me.
A shoulder bump pulls me from my thoughts. Looking to my right, I see Cess with Phoenix on her hip. “Eat, Lil. You'll regret it later if you don’t.”
With a nod, I give her a small smile causing her to huff out a breath. “Well, if you’re not going to eat, can you hold Phoenix for me, so I can before these fat asses devour all the food?”
“Hey,” Havoc exclaims.
“Who you callin’ fat?” Dash asks, patting his six pack.
“Neanderthals, all of you,” Cessy replies with a roll of her eyes as she hands over my godson.
Cradling him in my lap, I watch as he blows spit bubbles. He truly does look just like Cess. He has her crystal blue eyes and button nose. He's going to be a heartbreaker with Venom’s dark hair. It makes his eyes seem bluer. I may be scared to death right now, but I will not let this be the last time I see this little man. Or the last time he sees one of his parents.
It's time to go to war.
Chapter 28
Gunner
The ride to Blue Bells is as uneventful as I’d hoped. Enterrador and his men don’tshow their faces. But now we sit inside Blue Bells preparing for a BBQ that isn't happening, just waiting for him to make his move.
Aside from the girls who came from the clubhouse with us, a few of the dancers and Rose are milling about. They’re hanging streamers, setting out the plates and other bullshit I don’t give a damn about. Mythic and Lilly hide in the office, waiting for all hell to break loose.
I've been watching Rose like a hawk. We know whoever’s been feeding info
rmation to Enterrador is here, right now. Whoever she is has been pretending to be family while plotting behind our backs. But Rose hasn’t left my sight since we got here.
When the front doors fly open and the masked men come in shooting at the ceiling, I know for certain it’s not her.
“Get on the floor,” one of them commands.
For the time being, we all comply with their demands. Then the bastard himself walks in. “Find her,” he growls to the man on his left.
The men move quickly throughout the bar looking for Lilly. One who must not know Lilly’s changed her hair color grabs Cessy by the hair, dragging her to her feet.
“He doesn’t like tattoos, puto. I'm not the girl you're looking for,” she grinds out.
He looks to Enterrador, who shakes his head no. The man drops Cess back to the floor. I take advantage of his distraction and hit the call button on my watch. The loud ringing draws all the men's attention my way, but at least they're moving away from the women.
A gun is pointed at the back of my head within a second. “Turn it off,” he demands. Reaching over, I slide the button to silence the sound, but it doesn’t matter. I know in less than three minutes this club will be filled with my brothers, and we outnumber these fuckers at least three to one.
‘Where is she?” Enterrador screams.
“She’s in the office, sir,” a voice from the other side of the bar chimes in.
“Show me the way,” he yells.
When Emily stands beside the bar, I feel like a fucking idiot. How could we not have realized she was the bitch he was talking to all along?
“Emily,” Rose questions as she slowly gets to her feet, not caring that multiple guns are now trained on her.