Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

51. Reaper

I found it hard to focus at work, which was a real problem considering the backlog of work the garage had due to the closure.

But no matter what I did my mind kept racing back to Alexis. The woman had me under her spell, brainwashed.

Jenny called me at smoko, which was unusual, but it turned out she just wanted Alexis's number and the ok to take her out for drinks tonight. As much as I wanted to keep her all to myself, it made me fucking happy to see her getting along with the club, especially the old ladies. She'd be one of them soon enough if I had my way. I'd agreed, on the terms they stayed at ladies night and didn't bar hop, which they'd agreed.

Church was long and painful but we'd all expected it. With all the businesses back up and running it meant we could finally start moving the cash we'd had to hold from the few jobs over lockdown. Meaning a lot of details to work out. Not my strength by any means, but I had to learn if I was gunna take over anytime soon.

As the guys filed out heading for the bar I stood to follow when I heard someone call mine and Tanks names.

Turning, I saw Cleo, one of the club whores approaching us.

I was just outside having a ciggie, might wanna check your gate man. They're wide open.

Running my hand down my face and sighing, I headed outside with Tank to find sure enough, the gates to the clubhouse were wide open.

Making our way to the small office which housed the controls and surveillance gear, I opened the door to find the prospect on duty fast asleep.

For fucks sake, Tank growled slapping him around the back of the head with enough force to send him flying to the ground from his chair.

Oh fuck please don't kill me, the prospect stammered, cowering against the desk.

You'll be praying for fucking death if anything happens to the club on your watch, I growled before slamming the controls and stalking out to inform Grunter of his new recruits fuck up, Tank hot on my heels.

The old man was furious.

"Well thats the last thing we fucking need, especially with those Rejects not long gone." After making a call and getting a few men to do a perimeter check, he sat down with a sigh and motioned for us to do the same.

"I built this club from the ground up. Blood sweat and tears. And it was all worth it to see what its become today.
You boys are the future of this club ya know."

How could I forget, my entire life had been preparing me to take this club over.

"I'm not getting any younger. Neither is Gunner. This club means everything to the both of us, want to see it prosper once we step down. I about reckon its almost time you boys stepped up and took your birthright. Well look to handover after Christmas. Gives you a month or so to prepare yourselves, get any bullshit out ya systems."

After discussing a few more details he dismissed Tank, just leaving him and I in the room.

"Had me worried, you did, when all that bullshit with yer old woman surfaced. Thought I'd lost my only heir, fuck knows ya brothers all but wiped his hands of us."

We paused, both our thoughts landing on my brother. I'd never understand how you could just walk away from your family. Your life. Loyalty bound us, something I don't think he ever truly understood, or wanted to for that matter.

"Yer mother would be proud of you boy. As much as she tried to keep you away from the club life before your time, she'd be fucking proud of the man you've become. I know I am".

I nodded silently, allowing my mind to wander to my mother. She'd been a shining light in my life. Everything you'd want a mother to be. And as much as she didn't want us falling victim to the club life, she knew it was in our blood, undeniable. So she did her best to shield us from the ugly side of things where she could. Until she was killed. Gunned down outside the local fucking supermarket, the bastards responsible never held accountable.

"Reckon she'd approve of that woman of yours too" Grunter continued, and I smiled. The very same thought had run through my head as I watched her stick up for herself the other night in the bar.

After reminiscing for a while longer, I left his office feeling closer to my father than I had in a while.

Walking past the bar, I couldn't see Tank, and the old ladies and Alexis weren't their either.

I made my way into the elevator and up to our floor. Talking about my mother always intensified the dull ache in my chest, and I wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with my woman and hold her tight. Props to my father for even being able to function after losing his wife, my mother. I don't know if I'd cope.

Swiping my card through and pushing the door open, I threw my cut over the back of the black leather sofa, heading straight to the bedroom to find my woman.

Except the naked woman sitting on my bed wasn't mine. I thought she had been once upon a time, but boy had I been fucking wrong.

What the fuck... Ivy?

"How the hell did you get in here?"

"Little help from an old friend. I wanted to surprise you" she said with a wink.

Standing from the bed in a leather dress so tight I was amazed she could even breath, she sauntered over to where I stood frozen in the doorway.

Locking her arms around my neck, she leaned up and placed a kiss on my lips.

"Hey baby... I'm back" she murmured against my lips. "And this time I'm here to stay."

Her words shook me from my daze. Firmly gripping her shoulders I pushed her back from me, separating our bodies.

Whats wrong baby? She asked, giving me that same, come fuck me smile that used to have me slamming her against the closest flat surface and fucking her brains out.

Slowly, she peeled the dress from her body and stepped out of it, revealing her full naked self to me. I was suprised. I'd thought I loved this woman. Lost my shit and almost put my future in jeopardy because she left me. But as she stood here in front of me again, naked and offering herself to me, it didn't affect me in the slightest. My cock didn't so much as twitch. All I wanted to do was find Alexis and bury myself in her.

Fuck. Alexis. She'd be home any second.

Turning to open the door and kick her the fuck out, it was as though she read my mind.

'If your worried about the redheaded whore interrupting us, it won't be an issue baby. I already put her in her place."

My blood ran cold.

Turning slowly to face her, I clenched my fists, hoping I'd misheard.

What the fuck did you just say?

That bitch, I presume you've been fucking her? She came sniffing around earlier so I told her you wouldn't be needing her services anymore now your spoken for again.Poor thing, can tell she's new, had no fucking idea who I am...

I didn't want to here another word. Instead of offering her the now open door I used it myself, slamming it behind me and leaving her standing there.

I had to find Alexis. Now.