Charlie's

Chapter 4

EPOV

This week has been a fucking week from hell, Let me tell ya, Everything has gone wrong, It's been one thing after another. I know I sound like I'm crying like a little bitch, but it can't get any worse than it is now right?

First some smart little fucker thought it was OK to try an intercept on our gun shipment lets just say Emmett had some fun with him and it didn't end well for him at all, Another member of James crew trying to play the hard man. James is really starting to get on my shitter that's for sure, he seems to be on every corner I turn on at the moment. I'm gonna have to do something about him soon. Then I get taken in for fucking questioning and it weren't even me, not that they could do a lot, they got shit on me just like always.

I've had my mother trying to set me up at the family dinner we have every Sunday with some fucking bimbo, I sat there trying to look like I was paying attention all the while my father who happens to be my boss, Emmett and Jasper are trying not to laugh at the board expression on my face as I nod and "uh huh" in all the right places, my mother is giving me the hairy eye-ball and Rose is rolling her eye's at me. Rose is my sister who is also married to Emmett, They have been together since high school, she look's like a beauty queen, to everyone she comes across as a girly girl, to us, who actually know her, well let's just say if you cross her she can be an evil little bitch she's almost as bad as me. And that's saying something. Emmett loves every part of her or so he says.

And the most important part of my week was getting the file on my baby girl, Yeah I've had her followed , well I wouldn't say followed more like I had someone watch over her to make sure she's OK. Jasper brought the file over yesterday on her, but I didn't have time to read it. So that's the first job on my list today while I have my morning coffee. Perhaps if I have some answers on her I wont think of her too much, she's been driving me fucking mad all week and I ain't even fucking seen her.

I get out of bed have a quick shower and rub one out, Don't judge me it's not like I ain't tried to get laid this last week cos I have and let me tell ya, it went all kinds of fucking wrong. First I picked out the bird I wanted to bend over, My normal blonde and a nice rack didn't bother with her name I didn't need it...I took her to my office at one of the clubs I own in town, I through her up against the wall she was really getting into and well...I couldn't get hard and that shit ain't ever happened to me before let me tell ya I was pissed. And rather make myself look like an idiot I told her to get the fuck out.

It wasn't till later that night that I was sitting at home thinking I should see the Doc case my dick was broke and then I happen to switch thoughts to my baby girl, did I then notice that I was as hard as a rock, and that shit pissed me off more not only is she interfering with my thoughts, but now my dick too. I was not a happy chappy.

I was out the shower in 15 minutes dressed in a black Kelvin Cline suit, with a crisp white shirt and black tie and made my way to my office to grab her file as I made my way to the kitchen and made a quick coffee. I took a deep breath and sat at the breakfast bar and opened it to see her beautiful face staring back at me, she looked younger maybe seventeen or eighteen, still looks like she gets better looking with age...can't be a bad thing can it.

She was twenty-four turning twenty-five in September...that's cool she's only two years younger than me. She's from some po-dunk town in Washington, moved away to go to college to do an English degree and graduated with honours...nice she's smart too..I wonder why she didn't do anything with that. Her old man was a cop and died in the line of duty...well shit didn't see that one coming, no mother ...so she's on her own...she won't be for long that's for sure. She owns a bar CHARLIE'S that's opening tonight mmmm maybe I might just drop in with a few of the lads. There was some other shit there that wasn't really that interesting. But one thing did stand out and it was important...she was Italian. Not that I'm thinking about marriage but if you were to marry being in "the family" that's a must...I might have fist pumped the air and I'm sure a shit glad I'm on my own.

I pick up my phone and and dial Emmett he'll be up for tonight, Any chance he has to take a rib at me he'll be there he lives for that shit.

"Boss" He said in a cheery voice and I roll my eyes at him even though he can't see me.

"Emmett we're off out tonight after all the work shit is covered" I say.

"Woop! where we going boss man?"

"CHARLIE'S...My baby girl just opened a bar...I might just pop in and see what's going on" I say with a chuckle.

" Your what...ohhhh the brunette from last week, well shit you turning into a stalker or what?" He managed to get that whole sentence out in between laughs..I told every chance he gets..Fucker!

"Whatever, Just grab some of the boys, be there about 8ish and you fucking tell em to keep it clean I don't want any fucking trouble there do you hear me?" I say in a cold as ice voice...He'll know I'm serious , I don't wanna bring her shit. I wanna have a drink and check her out...nothing wrong with that is there?

"Sure no problem boss man...she gotta be something special man to have you as head fucked as you are" he says laughing his ass off.

"Fuck off Emmett" I say hanging up. Although I had a slight smirk. she was definitely something or right.

I grabbed my keys and made my way to the club to pick up everyone's cut for the week...ahhh see you tonight baby girl.I think chuckling to myself.