Simone Harlow O'Reilly doesn't live by her parents' rules, unlike her siblings. Living her life before she settles down is what she goes by. Ari Casey Hendrix, a part of the Phantoms Motorcycle Club, has been a member since the age of eighteen. Now...
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When I saw April's G Wagon I quickly slid into the backseat next to Hazel. I let out a sigh of relief. Glad to be away from Ezekiel and out of sight of my security guards.
As soon as the car door shut April hurried and pulled off.
Im grateful for them watching over me and making sure I'm safe, but damn they could be annoying sometimes. Right along with my mother.
Me allowing her to have security guards watching over me was supposed to be enough for her to leave me alone. But you give my mother a inch and she takes a mile.
"You think they saw you?" Hazel asked while looking back.
"I hope not." I say while looking back also. I didn't see any of their cars following so I shrugged it off. Even if they did follow me what were they gonna do? At the end of the day I'm grown enough to make my own mistakes.
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"Chile what the fuck is this?" My face turned up at the Phantoms Clubhouse we were currently parked outside of.
They're a prominent outlaw motorcycle gang. Always in the news every other week for doing some crazy illegal shit. One time I did see them in the news for donating to a charity or some shit. Ironic right?
I also remember hearing about a shootout happening in a casino between them and a rival motorcycle club a couple months back.
my black ass is not ready to die—at all.
The music coming from inside could be heard from outside and were sitting in the car still.
"They're not even that bad foreal. My man in there so we'll be fine anyway." April waved us off.
Girl-
"Who is this man anyway?" Aaliyah piped in.
"Foreal 'cause you ain't been telling us shit." Hazel added.
April started cheesing mad hard and rolled her eyes. "You'll see."
After shooting off a text on her phone she got out of the car and we followed suit. We walked inside together, making sure to stay close to each other.
"There he is." April pointed out her boyfriend and rushed over to him pulling him into a hug.
We followed April over to where her man sat with two other boys. A dark skin boy with locs sat next to a white boy with blonde hair.
I gotta admit he's fine. The tattoos that covered his skin only enhanced his sexiness. His blonde hair, pulled into a man bun.
He was fine, like really fine. I couldn't help but undress him with my eyes a couple of times.
