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

Chapter 40 - Tank

Today we're finally dealing with that Ranger guy and I can't wait to fucking torture him. He put my woman and my sister through so much! Had it not been for his scheming, my woman wouldn't lose her father and Lia wouldn't have gotten hurt so badly.

On the other hand, if Michelle's father wasn't killed, she wouldn't come here and I wouldn't meet her.

"Stop ignoring me!" Michelle's furious shriek pulls me back to reality.

"What?" I ask in pure confusion. I was so concentrated on cleaning my gun I didn't realize Michelle was talking to me.

"I said, I'm coming with you and that's final. You can't stop me!" She enunciates, making sure to stare me down.

"Okay." I give in without hesitation. She agreed to marry me, there's no reason to hide the bloody and dark part of my life as a biker.

"Oh.... I expected a fight..." She mumbles adorably and I pull her to me by her shirt, settling her in my lap.

"You're the Prez Lady of this club, Precious. You have the right to know the good, the bad and the ugly. I've already told you I won't hide anything from you. Ever." I seal the promise with a deep kiss before getting back to cleaning my guns without releasing my woman from my hold.

"What will you do to him? Shoot him? Cut him? Castrate him? Drown him? Burn him?" I cut off Treasure's ramble with another kiss then give her an amused look.

"Where did those ideas come from? Should I ban you from talking to Lia?" I tease, getting defiant huff in response.

"Okay, fine! Lia gave me a few ideas when we talked on the phone yesterday! So what? I'm curious. I have no idea how you're going to punish him and why did you have to wait until today to deal with him..." She trails her forefinger over my chest, staring at me from beneath her lashes. She sure knows how to use her charms against me.

"Well, today is the hottest day this month. And I'm going to use it. After we torture the fucker in the shed, we'll string him up outside to fester. Let the animals slowly finish him." I shrug indifferently.

"Oooohhhh... Okay." Michelle doesn't even try to protest against my idea, much to my surprise.

"That's it?"

"He deserves the worst death possible for what he's done. – Treasure sneers – He should suffer for as long as possible, feel raw pain with every breath, wondering if it'll be his last." I've never seen my woman so... mad, but damn it's hot.

"Goddamn right. He'll be dying for days."

"No one messes with our club and gets away with it." My woman states with pure conviction in her voice.

We both change into some working clothes, so we don't ruin the ones we have on us, then head towards the shed, where Ranger is being kept along with the whores that dared to defy my woman 4 days ago. They've been constantly begging for a second chance, but no one is stupid enough to release them and risk facing my wrath.

Those bitches disrespected my woman, the Prez Lady of the club right after I announced our engagement and Treasure's pregnancy. It only shows they weren't worth of being a part of the club, even as fucktoys.

"You stink." Michelle deadpans as she stares at the guy in front of her. He's looking... rough to say the least.

"Fucking bitch. If only those idiots killed you when they had the chance!" Ranger starts thrashing in his chains, filling the whole shed with the rattling sound as we all stay quiet, waiting for his tantrum to end.

"But they didn't. And now it's you facing imminent death, not me. You're probably wondering why I'm not scared, huh? It's quite easy. I'm a biker's Old Lady. And your life is in my hands right now." I remain silent as I watch my Treasure exert her dominance over the prisoner.

"You know what? My man had an idea about how to kill you, but I have a different one. – Michelle mocks before turning to me – I want you guys to rip him apart with your bikes. Can you do that?" She sounds slightly unsure in the end.

"Damn, Prez Lady! That's fucking brutal! Where did you get this idea from?!" Wolf exclaims from behind me.

"I remember watching a documentary on medieval torture devices and I just changed the wheel for bikes." Michelle shyly responds, making all guys gape at her in astonishment.

"Very well then. Let's take him outside, boys!" I order before carrying my woman to the yard behind the compound.

"You have wronged my woman, my sister, and my fucking club. And now you'll pay for it. – I snarl into Ranger's face – Move!" I yell over the loud rumble of Harleys.

For next hour or so we continue to torture the guy by dislocating his joints and breaking his bones, repeatedly stretching him to the brink of death. He screamed the first few times, then soiled himself and finally passed out. Of course, we're having none of that, giving him adrenaline to keep him awake.

"Okay, last pull!" I announce, seeing the state Ranger's in. The guys nod and rev their bikes before storming off in different directions, ripping Ranger to pieces.

"Oh god, I did not think this through." I hear Michelle groan behind me before she runs to the nearest bush and throws up. I gather her hair in my hand, pulling it away from her face and rub her back as she continues to empty her stomach.

"If I have nightmares about it..." She starts.

"I'll cuddle you till they stop." I finish, making her chuckle incredulously.

"How is cuddling going to stop me from seeing this in my sleep?"

"I don't know." I smirk, pulling her to me and pressing my lips against her forehead.

"No real kiss?" Michelle pouts in mock sadness.

"Nope. You just puked." I tease back, barely stopping myself from laughing as she stomps her foot cutely. She's adorable when she's angry.

"Damn it."

"Come on baby, let's get you clean before we go on our date." I take her hand and lead her back to the clubhouse.

"Wait! – Michelle stops me right before the stairs – Date?!" She exclaims in pure shock.

"Yes, date. You have two hours to get ready. I'm taking you out." I lean down and kiss her cheek then pat her curvy ass as she climbs up the stairs, not missing the quiet squeak –like sound that escapes her.

"Guess we can finally breathe, huh? The threat is eliminated, the whores will be dealt with later in the evening, and you made up with Lia. – Gun is the first to speak as I sit in the booth facing him – So, where are you taking your wife? I can recommend a few places..."

We talk about different date venues in town for the next two hours while Michelle gets ready, unaware of my plans. Now that there is no one after her, I can take her out as often as I want. She's never been on a date before, since she was more worried about staying alive. That's why I want her to experience everything. I've already gone through all that, but for Michelle, I will gladly do it again.

Anything to make her happy.