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

Chapter 39 - Michelle

I grin like a mad woman as I head downstairs to the common room for dinner. Nothing will be able to wipe the stupid smile from my face today.

I still can't believe John proposed. I kept glancing at the gorgeous ring every few minutes just to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.

"Someone looks happy." Wolf grins at me as I sit at the bar. He moves to the seat next to me and stares at me questioningly. "Guess something good happened?"

I only grin wider and show him the ring. He whistles before smiling at me. "Congratulations Prez Lady."

"Wolf, get your ass away from my woman before I make you." John's deep voice resounds through the room as he walks towards me. After our visit to the doctor, where it was confirmed that I'm pregnant, he left to check on that Ranger guy, at least that's what the note he left on his pillow said. I didn't see him leaving since I took a nap as soon as we came back from the hospital.

"I'm not hitting on your woman Tank, I'm not suicidal. – Wolf chuckles, but still raises his arms in surrender – But I gotta admit, THAT'S A NICE RING YOU PUT ON HER FINGER!!!" He loudly exclaims, making everyone turn to us. I dare to glance around the room, but once I catch the murderous expressions on the whores' faces, I quickly avert my gaze back to John, who's glaring at Wolf.

"You just had to ruin it. – John shakes his head in disappointment – Okay everyone, we have something to announce!" John gets everyone's attention before helping me get off the stool and pulling me into his side, wrapping his arm around my waist protectively.

"Yesterday my Treasure agreed to marry me!" John announces, making everyone clap and cheer loudly. My man glances at me questioningly and once I give him a nod he silences the room. "There's more. Treasure and I are having a baby!" This causes pure chaos to erupt in the room as each and every member of the club yells out a 'congratulations'. But it's not their voices that catch my attention.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!" One of the whores, a pretty blonde girl that wears barely any clothes yells at me, marching furiously in my direction. I feel John tense up and get ready to intervene, but I act before he can.

"Stop right there if you don't want to die. – I warn, keeping my voice calm and steady, just like Lia taught me – I am a claimed Old Lady, soon to be the President's wife and you dare threaten my life? You are either stupid or retarded. What makes you think you're worthy of even looking at me?" Everyone stays quiet as I speak, and I feel John's hold on my waist tighten slightly.

"You're trying to tie him down to you with a baby, just like that whore Victoria, and it's disgusting! I've been fucking Prez the longest, I was supposed to be his Old Lady, but you bitches have to get in my way all the time!!!" The blonde, I think her name is Kylie, screams at me.

"So what? – I leave John's side and slowly walk up to the girl in front of me – It's me he loves, it's me that he proposed to, it's me that carries his child and you can either show me the respect I deserve or leave. Your actions towards me show me you will continue to pose a threat to both me and my child in the future unless you're removed or corrected. What will it be?" I do my best to not show how scared I am and keep my voice from trembling. This girl looks like she wants to hurt me and I'm too close for anyone to help me in case she does.

"First it's your whore of a friend that acts all high and mighty, now it's you. – Kylie sneers at me, making me frown – I won't fucking bow to you, you stupid fat bitch! Just like I didn't bow to that skank Lia!" She smirks tauntingly at me, giving me a once over with a disgusted look.

I take a deep breath, while the girl cackles in amusement, before swinging my arm and punching her straight on the nose, knocking her down. She glares at me with pure hatred as she sits up on the floor, covering her bloody face. "Speak about me or my friend like this again and I will put a bullet in that empty head of yours. Don't fucking try me, bitch." I almost growl at her, staring her down with my chin held high before turning to the other whores watching me with distaste. "I am the Prez Lady of this club and you will either respect that or I will make sure you all disappear without a trace. I noticed each and every look you gave me ever since I came here. I tolerated your attitude towards me till now, but if I catch you glaring at me or talking behind my back one more time, I will get rid of you." I make sure to sound confident and stern before spinning on my heel and marching back towards John, standing by his side and wrapping my arm around him possessively, staking my claim in front of everyone.

After a short moment of silence, Gun's voice resounds through the room. "I'm with you!" He looks straight into my eyes before bowing slightly.

"Me too." Wolf adds, also bowing.

Soon every member of the club gives me a bow and pledge their allegiance to me. It's quite scary but extremely uplifting to see that they support me so wholeheartedly.

"What's your decision?" John asks the girls as they help Kylie get off the ground.

"I'll never accept a fat whore like her as part of the club! You can still leave her and choose me. We had a good thing going before she ruined it!!!" Kylie snarls, getting nods in agreement from the other women. Looks like she's the leader of their little group and they will do whatever she decides.

"Then you are of no use here. I won't let you roam around and be a threat to my woman and child. Brothers, bring the whores to the shed." John commands and Wolf, Knife, Killer, Blood and Don immediately seize the crying women before escorting them outside, ignoring their pleas to release them.

"Why the shed? I mean, I'm not complaining, but I'm curious."

"They know what businesses the club is involved in and they could get that information to the cops as revenge against the club. We can't let that happen so we will have to get rid of them." John explains. He once told me he'll never hide anything from me, no matter how bad it is and he's really keeping his word.

"Oh, okay." I shrug, surprising him.

"Just like that?" He pries.

"Yeah?" What was supposed to be a statement ends up being a question.

"What happened? You seem different." John frowns slightly, pulling me into his chest, so no one hears him.

"I thought about this a lot since yesterday, after you left. I mean you and me. I can't be a weak pushover. We're having a baby and he or she will be raised in this club. I don't want my child to be treated badly or disrespected because of my weakness. I am the Prez Lady of this club, your fiancée and I won't let women like them treat me the way they did. Ever since I came here, they were glaring at me, talking behind my back, taunting and mocking me about my appearance... But I won't let them get to me anymore. Because you love me and not them." I grin proudly at him, tightening my arms around his waist as he stares at me, seemingly stunned before leaning down to my ear.

"You are so fucking sexy when you're so confident. Can't wait to see how long this attitude will last in bed." He huskily says, kissing the spot below my ear before picking me up and carrying me upstairs.

"You can't get her pregnant! She already is!" I hear someone laugh behind us as John storms into our bedroom and gently tosses me on the bed, settling over me and trailing his lips over my neck.

"Let's see what my Prez Lady can do..." Is the only warning I get before I'm being ravished by my man.