Manix's POV.
It had been a long two days, my brothers and I, had been on high alert the majority of the time. The tensions with one of the neighbouring clubs, had grown increasingly since the club had a change in president. They had always been a little untrustworthy, but the stepping down of one president and the allocation of said prez's nephew, had meant their corrupt ways had only escalated.
Now at evenfall, my vice president, sergeant at arms, road captain, enforcer and a few other of my closest men were traveling back to the compound. I had left my son so abruptly the other day, when we had received the call, that we were needed to support another clubs efforts to prevent a potential sex trafficking ring, underpinned by the corrupt club.
Of course we had offered out backing but it pained me every time I had to leave my son.
Finally, seeing the large black iron gates in the distance I felt relief, wanting nothing more than a hot shower and a good nights rest. Slowing down the bike, whilst the prospects pulled the gate open, I turned in and parked up. As the engines ceased, the sound was soon exchanged for shouting from inside the bar.
The men and I exchanged glances, unsure on what was going on, but all I was certain was that if I had to spend my nigh sorting out another idiots problem I would be less than impress. The men could be a little rowdy, but something about this felt different.
Just as me and my men decide we should head in and break up whatever is going on, Ranger comes running out, looking relieved to see me.
'Prez there's been an issue, I can explain more later but right now there's a girl inside defending Aldo, Crystals been neglecting him again. Not sure how she managed to wind up looking after the boy but she's getting her ass beat in there'.
Almost immediately, I could feel my face switch, time and time again I had come to regret the day I had slept with Crystal. I had been stupid, thinking I was immune to the biology of life, with her persisting that condoms would only spoil the fun. I finally gave in allowing the itch to be scratched. Granted it had back fired the day she had told me she was pregnant, with me subsequently insisting we did a DNA test, because she wasn't even sure it was mine.
I'd loved the child the second I had seen the little white smudge on the ultrasound, promising I would do my best by him and bring him up in the loving environment I too had experience, thanks to my mom and pops. What I was not prepared for, was Crystals inability to care for a child and only viewed him as a token to ensure she became my old lady. This would never happen, but she still persevered although, how she though I would ever reciprocate her offer when she sleeps with every pulse in and out of town I don't know.
I had been somewhat of a player before Aldo was born, but I had changed this putting him and my club first and it had paid off. Aldo was a smart loving kid and the club had expanded exponentially, not only in member but assets. The idea that I could make my parents and grandparents, the latter founding members, happy, made me feel I was doing right by everyone.
Storming into the bar my men and Ranger following close behind, I was satisfied the volume seemed to drop immediately, all my brothers and the few strippers stopping to turn and face me. The only sound could be heard from the two women grappling, one I recognised as Crystal the other who's back was turned to me, I did not.
Finally realising the room had hushed, they both looked up letting go of one another to stand before me.
'Oh baby your back, this bitch...'. Immediately, Crystal was trying to talk her way out of it, but I trusted Ranger and even if he hadn't informed me yet, I would still choose the stranger over her.
'Take this bitch and get her off my property. I never want to see the whore again'. Satisfied when my men grabbed Crystal and dragged her out. Her cries for help would not change my mind and fell on deaf ear. Nonetheless, I still felt it best to follow them out, to ensure she was off the property for good.
But now that she was gone and I stood on the dried mud ground, my anger only increased at the thought of my son spending the last 48 hours upset and alone. Storming back into the bar with the sole aim of finding my son felt right, until I did such a thing and found my son huddled into the arms of the female who had protected him earlier.
Demanding the men tell me who allowed this to happen, but receiving no answer, I sent them off to bed, with the promise I would deal with this is church tomorrow morning. My Sergeant at arms taking Aldo with him, as the small boy spoke about hearing the commotion and being curious to what was happening.
Ranger took this opportunity to approach me and tell me what had happened. The girl appeared to have wondered into the bar and was skittish upon the slightest thing, but had defended Aldo from Crystals wrath. Having heard enough I thanked him, as he walked way, presumably to clean the bar.
Taking this time to thank her for defending my son, I took in her appearance. She was admittedly stunning, however, a little more meat on her bones wouldn't go a miss and her skin seemed to have cuts and deep bruises decorating it. Although, I had a suspicion they were not all from the fight that had just taken place, I decided not to question it as she looked worn out from the whole ordeal.
Hearing that she was just passing through and having nowhere to stay, I sat on the idea for a minute, before deciding she could stay here for this night. I did owe her one and I wouldn't be my mother son, if I didn't protect the girl. Although, as soon as that thought came, I brushed it away, she did not deserve the mess that was me, I was a single father, who often brought more harm than good. She wouldn't need nor want me in her life.
Upset with the idea that I would never get to give a girl my heart, especially not the one before me, I hurried to show her into the room, before swiftly leaving, deciding the search for my son would take priority right now.
Finding him in Ghosts room, I picked his sleeping form up, exchanging a quick thank you and heading out back of the compound, to the house I had built on the edge of the field, for me and Aldo. Few of the men really had stable families and so the majority slept on sight or at a chicks place for the night. The only members that had homes and lived off sight, many in town, were the founding members, and the select few that had been fortunate enough to find their old ladies.
After putting Aldo to bed, taking a quick cold shower and getting in between the comforter, my thoughts seemed to race with the green eyed beauty, sleeping just a distance away. Unsettled but tolerable that the female would be gone by the morning and I would never have to see her again, I rolled over and let sleep take me.
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