Queen of Aces (Rebel Kings MC 1)

Three

Aces

Walking down stairs after that earth shaking encounter had my heart pulling back like a stretched bungee cord.

I had never been so turned on and so misterfied at the same time.
All Prez spoke about was his daughter. We were made aware during the patch over she wasn't to be touched and she was kept under club protection and surveillance under protest. I was put on her main detail over 6 months ago and clearly had no clue because she didn't recognise me even though I always watched her.  Things between club princess and her father and the club were strained, it wasn't hard to see why. But I never expected it would be like that.

Not a totally ideal introduction with her grabbing my bits but can't really say I'm that upset about it. I had woken up when the door was opened and the sound of a womans sigh and undressing. Yea I should've said something but where's the fun in that.

The club bunnies know I'm not interested so it didn't leave very many options. Given I knew I was in what was her room it only really left her as a option or the bunnies had gotten desperate. But the dead give away was the recoil when I made my presense know. You'd think I physically hurt her with the speed of recall. Dick move with having her land on her sweet ass but I wasn't complaining when they lights turned on.
From a distance she was cute but close up she was breathtakingly beautiful.

With the soft glow of the lamp I could tell the photos Prez had up around the club were older not doing full justice to how drop dead gorgeous she was.
She was tall with long toned legs and round hips with a tight tummy and best set of boobs I'd ever seen.
The way they heaved when she was riled up sent a shiver up my spine.

I couldn't really say I was either a boobs or ass man but that woman had me as stiff as a flag pole from the moment I laid eyes on her.

Long raven black hair spilling down her waist grazing her bottom ribs looking so shinny and smooth I wanted to grab and handful and inhale the smell of her shampoo which wafted from her. Strawberries and some sort of flower.
Sweet and succulent but it didn't match her abrasive personality.

How my chest ached to weave my fingers through it and bring her face up to meet mine without getting a knee to the balls first.
Ice blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean so big they looked like one of those japanese comic characters Dell, our computer guy, loved so much.

She wore little makeup her skin was clear with only the smallest speckle of freckles over her small nose.
She had a pixie like face with delicate features that again did not match her ice cold personality.
She was like one of those poisonous animals colourful and bright and inticing on the outside only to be fatal.

She was guarded. She had every reason to be. But I knew her secret. And I wasn't lying when I said I knew her better than she knows herself.

It takes pain to recgonise pain.

She's slowly dying from the suffocating grip of her father while also craving someone to be in her corner.
The look in her eyes when she was in the bathroom said it all. A kind gesture a foreign concept she'd never seen.
She needed someone to lean on. Someone to have her back and support her. And it was easy to tell she wasn't getting that from anyone that was around her. She didnt have any friends from what prez had said. either her or him driving them away.

Prez had been talking to me in that office when he got the call of Nyla being arrested. I have to admit it was a turn on to find out she beat the shit out of her boyfriend and closest friend for cheating. Not fazed by who the wimps father was. Knowing she could be put away for bodily harm. Can't say he didnt deserve it.