Deccard Brothers: CLUB FINN

Chapter 21: Shane

A/N:

Due to the unpredictability of this arc, the whole arc will be in Third person P.O.V. That's all, carry on to the story!

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I love Club Finn.

That's what she thought as she stared at his figure on their bed.

She's loved him ever since she saw him on one of the monitors of the Simmons Hospital, at the underground parking lot with his head bleeding and unconscious as the paramedics wheeled him in via stretcher.

I've loved him, and since then, I've been helping them in more ways than one. Just a little erasing here and there, and maybe a little hacking too.

Someone told me that if I fell hard for a person, I was to never let that person go even if it kills me. And I'm willing to sacrifice my life for my lover.

She went on to help that certain someone with the task of erasing the CCTV footage in the Simmons hospital while they escaped, causing her to be on the radar of the Mafia. In Club's radar, in short.

I should thank that person when I see them again.

Or... soon to be at that.

It's hard to pretend to just be friends. Heck, it's hard to be friends when you liked him first before befriending him. Club Finn is her baby.

But last night?

Oh no... He wasn't the Club she knew, he was better.

Based on last night alone, the symptoms, agitation, and irritation, he wasn't under control.

He was unhinged.

He was like a wild animal in heat, trying desperately to quench it by fucking her raw. A thirsty man in the desert with the way he gulped down all of the juices that came out of her.

My juices. She thought.

Not to mention the bruises, marks, and the bite he marked her with.

She traced the shape of his face, noticing the furrow of his brows as he slept. She massaged them to go away. He hasn't had a peaceful sleep in months, She knew because she memorized every crevice of his face 6 months ago.

Not to mention how she fantasized about their many, many sexual encounters together. Who wouldn't? Club Finn was a walking, fucking, daydream. And last night, one of her fantasies became true at the expense of her virginity.

Being celibate ever since she was born and losing it to the one she loved was worth it.

Is he still trying to find the yellow hat hacker? She thought.

She mumbled a silent apology to him, trying to urge him still.

I am right here, Club. Right here.

She admitted, that she was listening to him and Queen's conversation, mainly because she got curious about what he'll ask.

When he asked Ms. Queen about the yellow hat hacker, her heart stopped for a second, daring Ms. Quinn to say something. But she didn't. Instead, she said that the yellow hat hacker was closer to him than he knows. Which she can live with considering the fragile network she's built.

I can't let him know that I'm the one he's trying to find. Not until this havoc that CAIOS conjured has been eradicated, I can't let my identity leak.

Shane carefully removed Club's heavy arm from her torso, his muscles flexing as she did so. The plump woman got off the bed, silently wincing at the soreness of her body, especially her nether regions, which she has him to thank for.