The brothers were all riding out tomorrow for a three-day deal. They couldn’t get out of it. Prez was adamant that they go. Hell, even Duke was going and Nicole was on bed rest now, the triplets due in just a couple of weeks. At least with Duke going he knew there’d be no fucking around. He’d want to get back as quick as they did. Slam was staying behind and the club was going on lockdown. Slam was to be the only man in or out. Thank fuck Bianca liked him.
When they’d told her a few days ago about them leaving, she’d accepted it yet was a bit apprehensive of being in the club without them for so long. They had nowhere else to put her where she’d be safe and the clubhouse itself was like a fortress. She’d have Shel and Jewel for company and they’d suggested she keep Nicole company as well. They couldn’t stop laughing when Duke overheard and started listing rules that Nicole had to follow, then he stormed off to write them down when he realised no one was paying attention.
“That shit’s going to be laminated and stuck on the door with a checklist before he leaves here,” Razor mocked his brother. “Poor Nic. Bitch can’t move an inch without Duke flapping around like a demented seagull.”
He smiled to himself as he recalled Bianca spitting her drink out and jumping up from her seat when Razor said that. She sprinted to the toilet, laughing saying, “I’m gonna pee!”
Bringing himself back to the present, he pulled Bianca around to face him.
“We’ll be back before you know it, beauty. Then there are only one day runs planned for a few months so we won’t be away from you for long. Construction starts on the houses next week. Ours is one of the first being built so we’ll take you see the progress in a few weeks,” he said, trying to take her mind off the crap that was bothering her.
Her smile was back and his heart settled in his chest. All was right in his world as long as she was smiling.
*****
King
Three days later…
There wasn’t much King loved more than riding side by side with Digger, Bones and the rest of the brothers. The smell of gas, leather and exhaust fumes whirled around him and the loud rumble from their tailpipes let everyone know for miles that Fallen MC was on the move. He loved seeing the awe in little kid’s faces as they stood transfixed on the sight of them riding past, while their mother’s are trying to drag them away or cover their eyes.
The last three days had been easier than they were anticipating. The deal had gone down with zero complications and now they were nearly back at the compound. They had given Bianca a burner phone with just their numbers programmed into it. They couldn’t go three days with no contact, they’d have missed her too much. She always got a bit weepy when they said they loved her so they made sure to leave her giggling.
They’d heard from Hollywood and Prez that she’s spent one night in the bar getting wrecked with Shel and Jewel. When they’d asked her about it she couldn’t remember much of the night, which they assured her meant she had a good time. They’d have a decent drink when they got back, then spend hours appreciating Bianca’s curves and her tight, pretty pussy.
The whole dynamic of their relationship had changed since she came into their lives and they all agreed it was for the better. Bianca brought a softness, that wasn’t just physical, that they’d never experienced before and it was as if she’d enabled them to be even closer with each other too.
They pulled up in front of the compound gates and watched as the gate shuddered and jolted it’s way open. That wasn’t fucking normal. He saw Prez and Duke pointing at something that he couldn’t see as he was too far back. It took a couple of minutes but the gate eventually opened wide enough for them to ride through.
He looked towards the clubhouse door and saw a happy Bianca, smiling and bouncing in place. They climbed off their bikes and stowed their helmets. Bianca had just put a foot outside when the sound of a single gunshot split the air. Everything seemed to speed up as all the brother’s dove for cover and grabbed for their own guns. Bianca had disappeared from the door and he briefly saw Shel pulling her further into the bar. She was safe. He could concentrate now.
His eyes focused on the surrounding walls as more gunfire started. He fired at the smallest movement and was sure he’d tagged someone. Prez was shouting orders and he, Digger and Bones were to focus on the roof and top of the wall. Digger must have spotted something he missed as he unloaded a full clip at the roof. A body rolled off shortly after and hit the yard, staining the stones with blood. His teeth gritted as he saw that fucking ugly Riot patch staring back at him from the body.