[MC #1] Biker's Treasure [Ghost Series Part 2]

Prologue

Tank

One year earlier

The party is in full swing, the booze is flowing, the music's blaring and the guys are loud. We skipped the whores this time, since I'm not sure how the girls would take it, they're too young to witness that.

We're celebrating Lia finally having healed fully. The last months have been really hard for her, the injuries she got when those fuckers run her and Blake off the road were really serious, so the recovery time was exceptionally long. She's still not her 100% yet, but at least she can finally move freely, with her casts off and the limp in her walk almost gone.

She's been waiting to heal in order to deal with her mother, who's still in our custody. We kept her alive just for Lia, and we can't wait to get rid of the bitch.

Especially after hearing the bullshit her husband spewed when Tyson was beating him up. To say we were shocked would be a fucking understatement of the year. I told the guys to keep quiet about it, Lia does not need more worries.

"Hey, T." I hear Lia's voice behind me. I turn my head around and there she is, as beautiful as ever. Her long hair in loose curls, the black shirt she's wearing hugs her every curve, accentuating her great figure and the shorts reveal her long toned legs.

"Hey, Lia. – I grin – How come the star of the party is late, huh?" I tease, getting an annoyed groan from her as she points her thumb at Blake over her shoulder.

"Why do you think? He made a fuss when I put on those fucking shorts then wouldn't let me leave the house." She huffs, making me laugh.

She and Blake have been through a lot, but they're still as cute as ever. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. I think as Blake makes his way towards us with an angry look on his face and black flannel shirt in his hand.

"Hey, Tank." He nods.

"Hey Blake." I give him a knowing smirk which turns into a chuckle when he ties the flannel around Lia's waist despite her protests.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" She exclaims exasperated.

"Do you know how many look you got since you came in those fucking shorts?!" He hisses, wrapping his arms around her from behind and shielding her from people.

"You two are impossible. – I shake my head – But it's fucking adorable to watch."

The two lovebirds join me and some guys in the booth, where we stay just talking, joking and drinking.

The party goes on till morning, when our princess finally crashes.

"You can take one of the rooms if you don't feel like driving. You did drink quite a bit." I suggest, glancing at Lia. She's been going to physical therapy for a while, so it's understandable that she's tired.

She also got a lot of gifts from the guys and it will take at least two cars to get it all to her house, but we don't have any sober drivers.

"I guess I'll take you up on that. Thanks." Blake sighs before maneuvering himself out of the booth, trying not to disturb the sleeping beauty.

"I'll show you the way." I get up from my seat as Blake picks Lia up then lead them towards the rooms upstairs. We have few empty rooms there, just in case, and I had the prospects clean them before the party, expecting this outcome.