Lena Daniels has been in love with Jax Teller for half of her life. As she finally gains his heart, an old love comes back to Charming and threatens their future. Will Lena be able to handle Tara, and Jax's steady rise into the President's chair wit...
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warnings: language, mentions of blood, Jax being a possessive asshole
It was just past midday afternoon when Lena Daniels casually made her way into the nearly empty SAMCRO clubhouse to start her shift for today. Waving hello toward the other girls, or croweaters as they were called, that were already there, she tossed her purse down behind the bar. Then she grabbed a fresh apron and started preparing herself for the day.
Before Lena was ever legal, by law, to drink, she had been working the bar at the clubhouse, located right inside of the Teller-Morrow auto shop. She had been considered family since her grandfather was one of SAMCRO's original Redwood patched First 9, and the clubhouse is where she spent most of her young teenage years to her now adult days.
It was just about an hour later, as she had been serving a few regulars –which she knew were also close family and friends to the members of the MC– when she heard the familiar sounds of multiple roaring engines pulling up into the garage.
One by one, Lena watched as each member of SAMCRO made their grand entrance into the clubhouse. These men were like royalty to the biker community, with her man being second in the monarchy.
And speaking of her man...
The butterflies fluttered in the pit of Lena's stomach, when he finally walked through the door. Across his shoulders was that famous black kutte, with the even more infamous reaper patched on the back, strewn over a plain white tee; a pair of loose fitting blue jeans barely clung to his narrow hips and fresh white sneakers nearly completed his look. His mid length blonde hair laid tucked behind his ears and a pair of dark shades hid his beautiful crystal blue eyes from the world.
Jackson Nathaniel Teller made many emotions run through Lena. 85 percent of the time she wanted to slap that gorgeous cocky smirk off his face. Then there was that other 15 percent. That other 15 percent usually ended up with her panties on the floor and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, as he fucked that 85 percent out of her brains.
Lena had been in love with Jax since she was about fifteen years old, but she had somehow convinced herself that he'd never feel the same way. There was always something standing in their way. When he took over the Vice President spot in his father's MC as Piney Winston was forced to step down due to health reasons, making the club his first priority. And then of course, not to mention the other women, like Tara Knowles, his high school sweetheart, and then Wendy, his now junkie ex-wife.
Lena and Jax had become some pseudo, no label thing, the moment she turned 18. The two of them had found themselves going back and forth with each other for over the last eight years, only to finally make it official over the last four months. Even with the fact that Wendy was now heavily pregnant with Jax's first child.
"Hey, gorgeous." Jax approached Lena, removing his sunglasses from his face.
"Hey, you," Lena gave him a warm smile, her heart nearly stopping at the sight of his beautiful steely blue eyes. "You want a beer?"
