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

Chapter 1 - Tank

Present time

The last year has been a fucking torture. I just couldn't get my mind of her. She's been invading my thoughts 24/7, I would see her even in my dreams. I did everything I could to forget her, but nothing worked long term. She would always come back one way or another. Stupid fuck! You're way too old for her!!!

That one thing was the only reason I haven't made a move when she was still here.

And it cost me everything.

She left.

And there's no reason for her to come back to this town, since her family moved out. Fuck!

I haven't told anyone about this, but I'm sure my brothers noticed the change. They often commented on how I'm more snappy than usual, but I just ignored them. How could I tell them that I'm just angry that I lost the girl that is 12 years younger than me? Well I can't even say I lost her when she was never mine to begin with.

I distracted myself with the club whores for the whole year, but it was fucking useless for my mind always pictured the beautiful girl who's still consuming my thoughts. I tried taking my mind off her by working out, but it only caused me to lose weight, while my head was still filled with her.

One of the whores has been getting on my nerves lately. She's been insisting on fucking bareback, assuring me she's on birth control, but I'm not falling for that shit. There have been bitches who tried to get the Old Lady cut by getting pregnant, so it's commonly known to use protection. Besides, who knows what we could catch from a bitch that opens her legs to so many men?

Tori – the club whore – is sitting in my lap, trailing kisses all over my neck. She tries hard to get the property cut. But for some reason, she focused her attempts on me. If she thinks I'll make a whore the Prez Lady, she's fucking deluded. She's a decent fuck, though, so I keep her around. And she looks a little like her, but skinnier. That's so fucked up you sicko!

I down another shot of whiskey, intent on getting myself drunk, when Tori gasps dramatically out of the blue.

"Oh my god! Who dresses like that to a club?!" She exclaims in disgust, her friend Alie agreeing with her from Wolf's lap. Those two joined the club together and I get a feeling they planned to trick my brothers into getting the property cuts. I heard from more than one of my guys that they insisted on not using protection with them.

I turn my head in the direction Tori is looking at, only for my eyes to turn into saucers at the sight.

"Get off!" I hiss at the whore and push her off, not even looking at her, my gaze fixated on the girl at the bar. I get up as soon as she scrambles off my lap then make my way to the bar.

Almost as if sensing me near, she turns around, giving me a cheerful grin.

"Hi Tank. Long time no see, huh?" She comes up to me and gives me a hug, leaving me speechless. I know she hates being touched, so this is new.