RUNAWAY

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🥾AXTON🥾

"Admit your lies, apologize, and take my daughter back."

"I can say I'm the liar, an-"

"Ax, noo," Herc grabbed my arm, but I continued on.

"I can apologize, but I won't take your daughter back."

"What if she promises to behave herself? This job means a lot to her. We've never seen her smile so brightly since she became your nanny. I'm sure she'd do or promise anything to keep this job. Isn't that right, cariño?"

I watched Rosalinda swipe her tears and shake her head. I sighed, and Herc slipped his hand in mine.

"Axton, Garren, I promise I'll be professional and stick to being the girl's nanny. Please take me back." A new batch of tears rolled down Rosalinda's face as she folded her hands as if in prayer.

"It's a no for me. I can't stand or trust you anymore. Trust me, if Herc and I had lied and tried to seduce your partner, you'd feel the same."

"You've got some nerve, insisting that my poor innocent sister is a liar and whore." A young man who looked related to Rosalinda spoke up as he stepped towards me.

"Emilio, I'm handling the situation." The older man gave his younger twin a glare.

"Words aren't working papá," Emilio shook off his dad's arm and marched up the steps to the porch.

"You don't wanna touch me," I growled when we were a breath away from each other.

"Do I look scared?" He taunted as he fisted my shirt with both hands.

"No, you're just too stupid to list-."

( ( KAPOW ) )

My head flew back at the force, but it wasn't knock-out worthy, though I felt blood trickling over my lips.

"AX," Herc gasped as he immediately pinched my nose to cut off my blood supply.

He gave me a hurt glance, not because he was worried I'd been hit, as he's seen me in fist fights. I'd chalk it up due to our relationship. Be honest. Who wants to see their lover beaten? After I smiled at him, he turned to Emilio and stomped towards him.

As for Emilio, he put up his fists in a defensive just as his dad and Rosalinda charged towards us.

"Annd, cut!"

We all snapped our heads to the right to see Jackie with a hand on her hip with a victorious grin. As in her hands was her phone. She walked over to the three of us with an image of Emilio's fist on my nose with the play symbol displayed in the middle.

"With this recorded evidence and your son's priors is enough for a prison sentence." She waved her phone in Rosalinda and her dad's faces.

"Prison sentence? Ha ha, at most I'll get a night in jail and community service." Emilio chuckled, while his dad and Rosalinda were silent as death.

"Oh really, how about this?"

We watched Jackie place a packet with a white substance on the edge of Emilio's pants pocket. As it fell she recorded it and herself picking it up as she said; "what's this?"

"That's..that's planted ev-."

"Not according to this video." She smirked as she replayed the video.

"The cop's aren't stupid enough to bel-."

( ( WEE-WOO ) ) ( ( WEE-WOO ) )

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💣MAVROS💣

After an hour of waiting on Dav, I gave up and headed to the club's tattoo parlor. Thankfully, we have three other tattoo artists on hand when Dav disappears. I ducked my head in the room and saw one of the tattooists without a client.

"Prez, lookin' for Dav?" Teri jumped up and rushed over to me.

"Naw, I know he's disappeared somewhere. I can't wait and need this tattoo done," I handed her my phone that had an image of the letters for Verity.

"No problem, have a seat." She gave me my phone and returned to her station.

I sat in the chair and took off my Hawaiian shirt. After I placed my shirt in my lap, Teri wheeled over to my left side.

"So, first off, all of us were notified of the rule about the marriage claiming tattoo. I'd like to know if you're testing me or if you have written permission from the name's owner?"

"I'm very impressed that you didn't show me special treatment just because I'm your prez. If this was a test, you aced it, but this tattoo is an order from the name owner." I grinned sheepishly as I pulled up Verity's text with her conditions.

I handed my phone over to Teri, and I watched her lips silently form the words. After she finished, she eyed me with a questionable look.

"This quite the list. I'm curious as fuck as to what you did that she gave you these orders." Teri chuckled as she handed me back my phone.

"It's a long and embarrassing story, but I deserve more orders than these."

"That's the attitude, prez. You'll certainly be back in her good graces."

"I can only hope so, and that she'll come back.. Then maybe my ma won't ignore me anymore."

"Your girl got to your mom too, huh?"

"Not just ma, but Jesse, Raden, and Dav. She's the reason you're tattooing me."

"Wow, I've never seen this many people take the girl's side before. I really wanna meet your girl."

"Well I can't say she's mine, but when she returns she'll wanna thank you for tattooing me."

"Great. Now back to your tattoo. Where and how big does she want it?" Teri asked as she got out her alcohol solution and a paper towel.

"She didn't say...but I'd say small print is a no go. So make it big and the font bold."

"As you say, Prez."

I watched as Teri silently disinfected my arm and got her tools ready. However when she had her tattoo gun in her hand, there was a commotion at the door. We all jerked our heads and saw a few of the Church advisers crowding the doorway.

"Prez?"

"What are you doing?"

"What about the regulation?"

"If you tattoo him, you'll be fired Teri Armstrong."

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