I go straight to the corner for the baseball bat and pull out my own gun to train on him. “Leave the three of us the fuck alone now, guys. He’s all ours. Thanks. Oh, and Enzo, Seamus, keep a close, damn eye on Kyle, would ya?” The two men nod, keeping their weapons trained on Jimmy until they they’re halfway up the stairs.
“I’m here to watch the light go out of your fuckin eyes for what you did to my Mom,” she tells him point blank with gritted teeth. “I’m here to watch you pay.”
Jimmy spits more blood and pus out at Elena, and I go at him with the bat. I crack it only lightly against his shoulder. “I didn’t hit you any fuckin harder because I am pissed off, asshole. This is not going to be a fast job today, Jimmy. You see, it takes the worst sort of coward to shoot his own wife in front of their children and even more so to beat the shit out of an innocent little girl.
Well, that little girl grew up to be my Ol’ Lady, and I’ll be damned if anyone hurts my woman and lives to tell the tale.” I’m drooling with anger at this point, staring down evil incarnate as I swing the bat again, going for his already banged up knees.
“Get the fuck up!” I scream at him as he lets himself fall over, looking more like an injured Santa Claus than the beast he has pretended to be for so long. But I knew his rep well enough to know that he’s just a shithead hiding behind his MC.
He follows my directions, but he did so, laughing maniacally through the pain.
“Stop fuckin’ laughin’.”
He was driving me insane, and it takes all my willpower not just to end him right here. Instead, I crack one across his other shoulder, snapping the bone. Jimmy falters and screams in agony for a moment, and I glance at Elena, making sure she sees his pain. She deserves that.
But then the motherfucker gets back up to his knees like the sick cockroach he is and speaks his last. “I see how my little whore worked her way into your bed. You talk too damn much, Reed. Your father or brother would never have let an FBI agent in their midst.” I glance over at Elena for a moment as her eyes go wide. “That’s right little baby, I’ve known for years that you’re a fuckin government snitch. I should’ve popped one right in your skull when I had the chance.”
Elena doesn’t hesitate, pulling out her Glock and getting him point blank between the eyes. He falls over with a thud, bleeding out onto the concrete. Elena drops her piece as she sink to the ground shaking.
Obviously, we have some shit to clear up, but first, she needs me. I wras my arms around her and rock her back and forth until the shaking turns to tears. “He’s fuckin dead, Reed. He’s gone.”
“I know, babe. It’s all over. He only has the devil to torture now.”
CHAPTER 9
Elena
I pace back and forth in the Cincinnati hotel room that Reed and I have been holed up in the last 24-hours, awaiting the phone call from the bureau. After the death of Jimmy and the way he’d just thrown around the information about me being an agent, I knew I couldn’t fuck around anymore. Things were getting too deep and dangerous for me not to cut an official deal with the FBI for myself as well as the now two MCs involved. Kristie had urged me to come to Cincinnati immediately to square things away with her boss. Reed insisted, even after learning who I was, that he was coming along with me for my protection. I couldn’t believe he was more worried about the danger of my double lifestyle than the possibly of me betraying him. Reed really is a diamond in the rough.
“Come sit down, babe, and let me help make you calm,” Reed begs, not for the first time since we arrived. Something about the whole thing; leaving our seconds in charge and having my cover blown just put me on edge. His body hadn’t even offered much comfort; only a distraction.
This time, though, I listen and sit next to him, letting him put his arms around me. “You do realize you were my target when I got into town, Reed. I could have put you in jail. You’re not pissed at me even a little?”
“Siren, you risked your job and your life for me from the moment you let me have that damn sexy body of yours. You’re damn special, and I’m not letting you go so easily. Besides, you’ve always been on my side; you just didn’t know it.” I like this side of him, when he teases. He starts kissing down my neck, his dark facial hair tickling my skin.
I lay back on the bed, letting his lips explore my face and my collar bone, trying to lose myself in his touch. It’s easier than I expected at a time of such stress between the two of us. I’ve been so sure the moment he found out about me, moments like this would just be taken away.
I sit up and shrugging off my jacket as Reed’s hand slides under my shirt, grasping at my right breast. I moan and lay back down, savoring the warmth of his expert touch as he massages it. I let my foot slide up his left leg as he lay on the side of me with a sneaky grin. I could feel his bulge growing through his jeans, and I knew exactly what he wanted.
“Isn’t this nice?” I ask, beginning to relax a little. It was like Reed had some sort of magical powers over me. I wondered if every woman was this lucky to find a man that drove them crazy like this, or if it was just me. “We get to be alone for a change in a new city. Just the two of us.” The last part comes out breathy as his hand slips down from my breast to my navel and began making circles just the way he might on that special spot. My panties were getting wetter by the moment.
“It’s always nice to be in bed with you,” he utters back softly, bending his head down to mine to nibble and lick at my earlobe. I close my eyes and sigh, moving my ear into his mouth while his hand travels down further to the button in my pants. He quickly does away with them, leaving my legs bare and my pink satin panties exposed. I purr and rock my hips into him as he finds my sweet spot, rubbing it just the way I liked.
I flip over to my side and draping a leg over his back so that as I rock my hips, they pressed directly into his body. Reed has his poker face on, but I knew it was driving him crazy.
He begins to rub me harder, and then I gasp as he slips a single finger inside my drenched center. My head goes back in response. He has all the power over me in this moment, rubbing the inside of my pussy just the right way.
Then, he pushes my back down against the bed and slides my panties right off, making me watch as he slowly takes off his jeans and boxers. I am ready to worship at the shrine of his manhood at this point, needing his body so badly to heal my shattered heart, mind, and soul.
Suddenly, he drags me to the end of the bed, spreading my legs so he could wrap each one around himself. My heart races inside my chest at the anticipation as I feel the tip of his shaft knocking at the door to my pussy. Finally, he begins to push inside of me, slowly. I hate that, and he knew it. But that’s why he always did it.
My center drips as he slides even deeper inside of me, I’m so turned on I could barely stand it. But Reed stands his ground and pumps into me in slow motion, barely hitting my G-spot before pulling back and starting the motion over again.
I use my feet to try and force him to fuck me faster, but he just wouldn’t budge; only smiles that deviant smile of his as he continues to tease me with his thick cock.
Finally, I could feel myself getting close when my cell starts to buzz. No way was I answering it right now as I begin to quiver and pulse with Reed inside of me. I know who it was and how pissed they would be that I didn’t answer, but I was coming on my boyfriend’s shaft right now.
After he has unloaded into me as well, making me feel warm and satisfied, I shoot up out of the bed and grab the phone immediately as it rings again. “He’s ready for the both of you, but he’s not happy about this, Elena. You need to tread lightly. Is there any chance you can leave the hot muscle man behind?” If I hadn’t been so worked up, I would have laughed at Kristie’s assessment of Reed.
“No, sorry.” As soon as I say that, the line goes dead. Kristie’s wrath is bad enough to face. He had quite the temper, but she was also my best friend. I didn’t risk a fall out with her over my crazy decisions on this case, but her boss, who
I only knew by the generic name John, was another story. I had met him only twice; once on my second ever assignment for the bureau, and then again when I first became a handler for Richard’s sake. Neither had been the most pleasant of meetings.
“Let’s roll,” I announce to Reed, and he immediately snaps into action, handing me a helmet. We hadn’t seen any reason to cover up our identities in Cincinnati. It wasn’t the ideal place for any kind of cartel or sex trafficking ring, and the MC’s were both back in Tennessee until I gave the Vipers a different order. It felt better to be more of myself now that I was back where I lived. It was like a test almost, to see if the freer me would still fit in with the cold city I’d run to after the horrors of Texas.
Our recent run-in with the men in blue had Reed driving more carefully, especially now that he knew what was at stake. So, it takes quite some time in lunch rush traffic to get to the towering government building downtown where I would find Kristie and John on one of the top floors, guarded by three security checks.
It wasn’t the hassle I expected, telling me they were just as worried about the situation as I was. It was no joke to be involved so deep with two shady organizations who were close to knowing who I was as an FBI agent. The first thing they did was immediately gave Reed security clearance, an honorary title on the project, and a long lecture about how serious the whole thing was. Reed seemed more amused by it than anything. I knew my man could handle anything, especially now that he knew everything. After Jimmy had spilled his guts, I had spilled mine, balling my eyes out for fear of losing Reed. But nothing had changed for us. He was a keeper, and I had no more qualms about accepting the cut.
John took his dear sweet time showing his face, but when he did, I felt myself shivering in my leather boots. He was an intimidating 6’3” and never had a smile on his face. He sat down at the desk without a word, and we were left in the closed office with only the four of us; myself, Kristie, John, and Reed.
“Well, it seems you have gotten yourself into quite the predicament this time, Agent Johnson. You’re very lucky that your target turned out to be relatively innocent. Otherwise, you would have been stripped of your position and reprimanded, possibly thrown out of the country for your reckless behavior. And Kristie, I am disappointed in how you are handling this agent.”
Kristie’s leg is bouncing with anxiety, and I felt incredibly bad for how I had dragged her into my shit. But I stand my ground despite it all, knowing it was the bureau’s job for John to be an asshole. “You know very well I am one of the best damn agents you have John, so why don’t we get past this lecture and put pen to paper so that that I can get you your bad guys.”
“Fine. But consider yourself on notice, Agent Johnson.” I meet him eye to eye and could see in that, that he was also intimidated by me. My behavior scared him, and even more so now that I had so much pull with two MC’s. I could wreak havoc for him and everyone else in the bureau if I wanted. No way was he letting me walk out of there without meeting my demands now. “The terms are all laid out in this contract; both the Skulls Renegade MC and the Vipers MC remain under our immunity as long as you give us insider information regarding this sex trafficking cartel.”
I read over the contract anyway, knowing how the twist of words could ruin my career and Reed’s life. But there’s nothing that I see out of place. Myself, John, and Kristie all sign, and we were finally out of that stifling office.
“I guess we get to pack up and head back to Tennessee now,” I say with exasperation as I climb on the back of the bike.
“No way; not yet,” Reed insists with an obvious smirk in his voice. “I want you to put on your best damn clothes and take me to the best damn restaurant in town. I want to wine and dine my Ol’ Lady in the city before we go back to Kyle and the Vipers and all the drama back there.”
I smile at the idea. We’ve already broken so many rules, so why not? “Alright, but I wanna swing by my place,” I tell him, giving him the directions. Part of me knew I could use some more clothes from there, but I also wanted Reed to see my real home.
***
I look hot, and I knew it. I have on a sleek black dress with a daring split all the way up to my hip. I put on stiletto-heeled boots and redid my makeup to perfection. We are seated in a ritzy downtown restaurant; the kind that overlooks the city through all-around glass windows. It’s the kind of place where a glass is as much as a bottle elsewhere. But it’s amazingly romantic.
I am just leaning over to take a bit of some decadent chocolate cake off Reed’s spoon when I hear my name being call in a familiar voice. “Elena?”
I slowly lift my head and find myself face-to-face with Richard, or Dick as I like to call him. He’s alone, and probably there for some lame work meeting in the VIP lounge. He looks as if he has aged a decade since I last saw him. It was the ultimate revenge as his eyes rake over my body in this dress, seeing that I am clearly happy with another man already.
“Well, hello there, Dick. It’s good to see you,” I say sarcastically, causing Reed to shoot around and look at my ex.
“Who’s this asshole?” Reed asks with a snicker. “Is this the fiancé you told me about?” I nod, and Richard looks stunned.
“Who is he?” Richard asks, his brow starting to sweat at the intensity of the encounter. From an outside perspective, Reed was intimidating, and I probably looked more like the woman he met rather than the one he molded me into once he put a ring on it.
“This is Reed. My boyfriend.” I keep it simple, watching the confusion come over him. Had he really thought I was just going to fade away and come crawling back pitiful and alone later? I’ve never had trouble landing a man, whether the purpose was for a good fuck or commitment. Though, Reed was a special catch.
“Oh, well, you look good,” Richard tells me awkwardly before walking away. I couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the chance meeting and waving my middle finger behind his back. Now I was kind of glad we had stayed in Cincinnati for the night. Otherwise, I never would have gotten to experience that hilarious spectacle. Even in all the chaos that had happened over this assignment, I knew I was better off now than I had been with him.
“I love you, Reed,” I tell him flat out, not wanting to make such a big thing of saying it or not anymore.
“Same to you, Siren.”
CHAPTER 10
Elena
“So, what did you want to talk about, boss?” Dmitri appears in Reed’s office, which I have on loan for the moment until there’s a clear meeting space for the Vipers MC. I still hadn’t officially dealt with the title, and I needed to get things on track with both MC’s if I’m going to start the process of getting the information I need to take down a Mexican cartel. That shit is some serious business. I also needed to make sure that illegal operations were ceased as much as possible. I didn’t want to dabble in the same things as my father.
“We need to talk about the plan going forward. Obviously, Vipers have a territory already, and you guys probably need to get back. I know I am here most of the time because of Reed, but I would like us to share the two territories. Your idea to start up a trade of women just like these guys do, and that’s exactly what I want to happen. I want these women to be given new lives and get out of that shit, Dmitri. I also need to know what kind if shit Jimmy was involved in so we can nip it in the bud.”
Dmitri’s face tells it all for me. He looks pained. “You are the Prez now, Elena, but I have a tough time seeing you as anything other than that abused little girl sometimes. It’s how I knew you’d set shit straight. But you’re not going to like what I have to tell you.”
“Go on,” I urge him. I needed to hear every little gory detail.
Dmitri describes some horrors that not even I quite expected. Apparently, illegal weapons trade wasn’t enough for my father, even though they made a pretty penny from it. The man had dabbled in the drug trade, sex trafficking (much like what had been suspected of the Skulls), and even child pornography there at the en
d. Dmitri assured me that the operation had been shut down the moment I had popped a cap into Jimmy’s knees. But hearing what Jimmy had done to women, selling them off to these various rings as well as using the young ones for the pleasure of perverts, I had more determination than ever to turn it around and get these women out of this.
I mull it all over in my head, knowing that any MC still needed a way to make money, and sometimes it required dabbling in seedy dealings. I was going to have to make a few compromises to keep the MC afloat for the sake of the families as well as to get the money together to buy these women from the cartels.
“Alright, so as far as drugs, I want you to stick to pharmaceuticals and marijuana; nothing shadier than that. Try to keep it as legal as possible. There are places now where you can register to grow the shit and get paid for it. There’s no reason an MC couldn’t make bank off that. The point is to get the Vipers as legit as possible while still staying afloat.”
Dmitri nods. “That’s all we want, Prez. I think I can make that happen, But what else?”
“Shoot down the gun trade as soon as the current stock is all sold. Then, we can think about going the legal way with that; a pawn shop or something that one of you can run downtown. I know those make bank.” I was nodding, getting the creative juices flowing. It was in my blood after all, whether I liked it or not.
“Child pornography is fucking disgusting, but I can’t deny there’s money in sex. If there is anyone in the MC savvy at all with directing and film, then you can consider doing some amateur porn films. On the condition that these people are completely willing to star in these films. Do not force anyone into it and make sure they get a cut of the royalties. Got me?” Dmitri nods in agreement.
“The last thing I need from you is a good setup in Texas for when I’m there. Clean whatever place you’re running there now the fuck up and make me an office that didn’t belong to my damn father.” Dmitri chuckles at that.
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