Quinn- Wolves MC

4

Gunner

I leave Quinn's room annoyed. What's her fucking problem? Most girls would love to be carried around and shit. I'm just trying to be nice. Hell why am I trying? That's not me.

If I was nice I wouldn't be the President of one of the most feared MC's in this area of America.

"So where's the spitfire?" Rise asks smiling at me.

"I locked her in her room." I say making him laugh.

"Well I guess we won't be seeing her anytime soon." He says.

"Hopefully." I mutter walking away and towards my booth in the back.

I'm sorting some business out on my phone when someone sits across from me.

Looking up I see Tease. His eyes are dark as he watches me. Out of all my brothers Tease gives me the chills sometimes. The man has seen some shit, done some really fucked up shit, and still walks around like everything is normal. That makes him good at his job as enforcer.

"What's up?" I ask leaning back in the booth.

He looks around focusing on the hallway where the rest of the guys rooms are, along with where Quinn is staying now.

"Tease." I say and he looks back at me.

"I've seen her before." He says low sparking interest in me.

"Where?" I ask leaning forward holding his stare.

"Pictures. When I was checking out that club that was moving in on our territory a few months ago."

My blood boils. Fucking spy. Before I can think I shove to my feet and get ready to storm towards her bedroom when the next thing Tease says stops me in my tracks.

"She was sold to them."

I turn feeling myself go cold.

"What?" I ask lowly. Anyone else would have flinched, but he doesn't.

"Around six months ago. I knew they were trafficking, but this changes things Pres." I hold my hand up for him to wait.

"We're going to discuss this shit in church." I say turning towards the rest of my forty brother's.

"Church!" I yell walking toward my hallway.

Everyone follows to the large meeting room. Taking my seat I wait for everyone else to be seated before slamming the gavel down three times stopping all conversations.

"We have some shit to discuss." I say twirling the gavel in my fingers while looking over everyone of my brothers.

"So most of you have seen Quinn by now and if you haven't, she's staying with us until we get some shit settled. Daggers ole lady found her last night on the side of the road ten miles from town." Everyone nods, and I look at Tease nodding to him as he stands keeping his face stern and hard.

"I've seen her before. A club about seven months ago moved in a few miles away, and set up shop in our backyard. I've been keeping eyes on them, making sure they don't make any moves towards us."

"So she's a fucking spy." Lain growls.

"No. She was sold to them. From what I've seen they've been buying girls, and using them." He says lowly.

Everyone goes silent, a feeling of rage filling the room. Those fuckers.

"I haven't looked into them recently so I'm not sure what their planning, but pres. With her this could be bad."

I nod looking at my brothers.

"Anyone else have an opinion?" I question leaning forward.

"Pres. We can't just send her back." Rise says shaking his head.

"Agreed."  Lex growls.

"Alright. Here's what's going to happen. Quinn stays. Tease you get eyes on that club again. They make so much as a wrong move we're moving in." I say slamming the gavel down again dismissing them.

Everyone goes to the bar to get a drink, and talk. Soon the music starts up while I walk over to the bar having one of the prospects hand me a beer.

"Where is she?" Gretta yells from behind me, the door to the clubhouse slamming shut.

"Relax." I say not looking at her.

She moves to stand next to me, and I feel her eyes on me.

"I swear if you sent her to town." I roll my eyes cutting her little rant off.

"She is in a room. Let it be." I say finally looking at her.

"Actually Pres she's not in her room anymore." Alec the prospect behind the bar says looking over my shoulder.

I turn finding her standing in the mouth of the hallway, her arms crossed under her breasts and her jaw set.

"How the fuck did you get out?" I ask stalking towards her.

"I have ways." She whispers taking a slight step back away from me.

"Get back in that room." I growl and instead of turning and walking back to the room she stands up taller challenging me.

"Make me." She growls back.

I work my jaw before picking her up making her yelp.

"What are you doing? Put me down." She says slapping my back since I have her set over my shoulder.

I stalk down the hall towards her room finding the door open, but undamaged. Walking in I slam it shut behind me.

"Now how the hell did you get that door open?" I question as she scrambles up the bed away from me.

"I-I picked the lock." She stutters out.

"Don't do it again." I sigh out.

"Don't lock me in a room to do nothing." She responds glaring up at me as she finds her bearings.

I look her over my eyes landing on where the boxers road up on her long legs. I swallow hard forcing myself to look at her face.

"Gretta's here to see you." I manage deciding I need to leave before I do something I can't take back.

"Do I get to walk out there or do I have to wait on a man?" Quinn asks harshly just as I get to the door.

Before I stop myself I have her pinned under me, and both of us are breathing hard. I stare at her full lips. So pink.

"You should watch this pretty little mouth of yours Quinn." I warn.

"Or what?" She challenges her gray eyes sparkling.

I don't stop myself as I slam my mouth to hers. She gasps allowing me in. Her fingers go to my hair as I hold myself up above her.

You can't do this. This is wrong. I tell myself snapping out of it and breaking the kiss. I lean my forehead against hers as we try to catch our breaths.

Without a word I climb off her and leave the room. I shouldn't have taken advantage of her. Not after what she could have gone through.