Lucky has a good life: he has his brothers, his bike, and a stable job.
Isabella is happy just where she is. She's safe, she's in college and had her family. Who cares if her parents are a little judgemental?
But when fate comes into play and they f...
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After a while of cuddling, Lucky and Isabella headed down to the kitchen so she could have a mini tour. It was a fairly large kitchen, since the clubhouse was originally going to be a school.
"Will somebody please take the- Oh hi Lucky!- take the goddamn meat off the pan! Jesus, help me! Goddamn bikers!" An Asian man was yelling around the kitchen.
"Is that Katar?" Isabella asked Lucky, who was just laughing at the man running around the kitchen, "Yup. I am glad it's not my turn to help out in the kitchen."
"I hate you," Thor glared at Lucky as Katar was yelling at him. "Let's go, Queenie," he snuck his arm around her waist, leaving the kitchen with her and walking into the room all the men were in. All their chairs had been crammed around the side of the large table, and the room was alive with chatter and laughter.
Isabella blushed as Lucky pulled out a chair for her, and sat down beside her. She turned her head once the chair on the other side of her was pulled out, and saw Panther smiling as he sat beside her.
"I don't expect you to remember everyone's names, but I'll point out a few people so you know who's who. That right there is Thor, Fury, Cain, Roadkill and Blade," he pointed to four men across the table. Fury, Cain and Roadkill obviously forced a smile, while Thor and Blade smiled widely at her.
"Hi," she smiled shyly, and Panther chuckled as he nudged her gently, "I know. I'll tell you something embarrassing about them so you feel more comfortable, and maybe you'll remember the others names easier. Thor once accidentally hot-wired his bike so it drove off on its own and he had to run after it. Lucky, despite how scary he can be, cries at the ending of pretty much any movie. Blade once dropped a literal blade on his foot, and it went through his whole food and had crutches for a month. Cain-"
Panther stopped speaking as he gulped, "Okay the other three scare me a lot more so I'm going to stop talking."
Cain chuckled while Roadkill and Fury smirked, shaking their heads. Omen walked into the room and took a seat at the top of the table, along with Phantom. "Okay everyone, food is ready. But for once, and thank god for this, there's a lady here, and she gets fed first," Katar grinned as he walked out of the kitchen along with some other bikers helping, "usually it's just a free-for-all murdering spree for food, but I'm not gonna let you get caught up in that hun."
Katar set her food down in front of her and Isabella smiled, thanking him. She waited till everyone else had their food before she began to eat. "Y'know you don't have to wait till everyone has their food to eat," Omen told her, noticing what she had done, "this isn't like a fucking kingdom. The king doesn't have to eat first."
The rest of the men chuckled as Phantom effortlessly pushed Oman off his seat, landing on the floor with a grunt, "fuck you man."
"Fuck you too, Omen," Phantom smirked as Omen climbed back into his seat. They looked over at Lucky who was laughing at Isabella laughing. She already knew she would love it here.
