Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

61. Ivy

He'd hit me.

As I sat, handcuffed to this stupid fucking bed, I replayed it over and over, holding my cheek with my free hand.

I'd never had a man put his hands on me. Ok well maybe during sexy time, but not in an intentionally violent way.

I'd be lying if I said it hadn't rattled me.

But I had to regain composure. Find a way out of this seemingly impossible situation.

I'd been stuck here for far too long already.

The game had changed. It was becoming increasingly obvious that Reaper could just be a lost cause, although I hadn't given up completely. So I was going straight to the source. Kill Grunter. Send the club into further disarray. Daddy was going to have his revenge one way or another. If Reaper wouldn't play nice, we'd just take his precious little club by force while he was wrapped up worrying about his precious whore.

I knew they'd stationed someone outside the door, I'd heard him shuffling about a few times.

Oi, you out there, I shouted.

No answer.

I need to use the bathroom, I tried.

He cracked the door. Piss yourself bitch see if I care, he said, then glanced at me and his eyes widened.

Men. So easy.

Spreading my legs a little so that he could no doubt see up my skirt, I bit my lower lip. Why don't you come over here and help me big boy?

I could see the internal struggle he was fighting, but I knew 9 times out of 10 a man would think with his dick. Every time.

Glancing up and down the hallway, he came into the room, closing the door behind him. He walked over to me and I grabbed his cock with my free hand, earning a hiss from him. He wasn't bad looking, rather young looking though I thought. And no cut. Must be a prospect. Perfect.

Massaging his manhood through his jeans, he gripped my hair in one hand as he helped undo his pants with the other. As I slowly undid his zipper to reveal his fully erect cock. I wrapped my lips around his tip, and proceeded to take as much of him as I could. Then I bit down. Hard. He screamed in pain, doubling over, and falling onto the bed next to me. In one swift movement I had my legs around his neck in one of the many submission moves daddy had taught me over the years.

It wasn't long before he went limp, blooding dripping from the wounds on his cock.

Frantically searching his pockets for the key, I came up empty handed until I found the gun in his waist holster. Anythings better than nothing.

Taking the safety off, I shot clean through the chain linking the two cuffs together, freeing myself. Grabbing my purse from the top of the drawers I pulled out my own gun and tucked it into the waistband of my skirt before slowly exiting the room.

The club was eerily quiet, making it easy for me to get around. I knew exactly where I was going.

Knocking on Grunters door, I didn't wait for an answer before pushing the door open and entering.

Ivy? He looked up at me startled.

Reapers not here if thats what you want, he said with a grunt.

Not this time, old man. I'm here to see you, I said. He looked at me confused.

I think its about time you and I had a little chat, I continued.

What the fuck would we possibly have to talk about? He was getting angry now.

I know what you did old man I said sitting opposite him. All those years ago.
I wonder, would those men out there follow you so blindly if they knew? Would they pledge their loyalty to you if they knew everything this club is built on is a lie?

I don't know what the fuck your talking about? Now get the fuck out. Of my office, my club. Leave! He roared.

Oh but I think you do. Tell me, did it hurt? Watching sweet Catherine gunned down before your very eyes?

If looks could kill I'd be a dead woman.

How the hell do you know about that?

Oh, well my daddy's a very spiteful man Grunter. You took something from him. Everything in fact. And if he couldn't have her, no one was going too.

I could see his mind working overtime as he slowly put the pieces together.

Your Rockets daughter?

Smarter than you look old man I sneered.

Rocket killed Catherine? I'll kill the bastard! He was in a full blown rage now.

Unfortunately you won't get the chance. You turned his brothers against him. Stole his woman. Took his club and made it your own in this shithole of a place. I'm here to take back everything you stole from him. And you won't be around to see it all. But I'll take good care of Reaper for you.

Pulling my gun from my waistband, I aimed it directly between his eyes.

You wouldn't fucking dare! He roared, reaching for his own gun. But I was too quick.

Say hello to that whore wife of yours, I sneered before squeezing the trigger.