Viper

How this piece of shit found out about what we discussed in the meeting is beyond my comprehension. However, that's about to change and I'm going to beat the fuck out of him for the information. There are still some old timers here, from when my father took over being president that I don't entirely trust. Grease isn't an old timer, but his brother got called back into line of duty and I promised him I'd look out for the young fool.

Normally, he stays at one of our garages or junk yards, far away from me. As long as I know he's breathing and no one is after his stupid ass, then I've kept my word to his older brother. My view point is as long as he remains breathing, I haven't broken my word to one of my best friends.

"You want to tell me mother fucker how you found out about that phone call?" I step so close to him, I can smell the piss ants bad breath. His body is shaking, he must be afraid at what he sees staring back at him. I watch as he swallows down the fear he's feeling, as he tries to look from one side to the other, begging for help with his eyes.

None of my men will help him. They stand behind me on everything I decide. They are my club, I'm the president, meaning my word is law. "Grease..." I get interrupted by a small hand being placed on my arm. Looking away from the idiot standing before me, I look down to see the kid somehow got free from her sisters hold on her.

"Is it a phone call to the bad man?" Her voice sounds so soft. Her eyes look terrified. I don't like it one bit. Bending down so I'm eye to eye with her, I place my hands around hers. I hear the fucking coward try to scamper off, like I knew he would. "Not so fast you fucking piece of shit." I hear Hammer say, as Grease screams profusely. To my shock, Lilith doesn't break eye contact with me, even as Hammer and some of my other trusted men drag him out of sight.

"Where is he going?" She asks. Tilting my head, I study her for a moment. There isn't a sign of pity in her beautiful face, for the poor sack of shit. So, I decided to be honest with her. "The basement." She nods her head, not breaking eye contact with me. "I'm not entirely certain what happens down there, but I do know its bad."

"Yeah, it's not important." I shrug the notion off entirely, as I reach out, grabbing a curl from her hair. "What did you mean when you said a phone call to the bad man?" I twirl her hair around my finger, watching as she bites her bottom lip. Something she shares with her sister when she's nervous.

She steps closer to my body, placing both hands along my shoulders, she bends down to my ear. "The one that hurt my sister all these years." When she pulls back, I can see the tears she's trying to hold back building within her eyes. Those eyes of hers are like looking back at Allison when she was a little girl. Shaking my head, I clear those thoughts from my mind, to focus on calming the kid down.

"Yeah, I made a phone call to the bad man." She starts to look down towards the ground, but I place my hand below her chin. Stopping her effort. "I promised him there would never be another time he would lay one finger on her. That he won't ever be able to set his eyes on her beauty ever again and forget ever hearing her sweet voice." She smiles at me, letting me know she believes every word I speak. She should I mean that with every fiber of my being.

"You called Drake?" The sound of Allison's voice pulls my eyes away from the kid to look up at her. She has both her arms wrapped around her center, tears welling in her eyes. "He already knows that we have ran off doesn't he?" She bites down on that bottom lip of hers once more. If this wasn't such an important conversation, I would lift her over my shoulder and take her somewhere private to get a taste of those puffy pillows myself.

Giving Lilith a kiss on her forehead, I stand at my full height, passing her over to Lizabeth and Martha. I briefly hear them ask if she would like a muffin for a snack, as they cart the little girl away, and back to the kitchen. The two dogs following close behind.

Ever so slowly, I walk up to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Backing her up against the bar, I place both hands on each side of her body. Watching hers fall at her sides. I can see she's still at war with herself whenever we are this close in proximity. She looks from my eyes to my lips, and back. Causing me to groan out loud, wishing I could take her the way I've been dying to since I first laid my eyes on her at the diner last night.

"Yes, he knows, but like I told the kid he won't ever have a chance to touch you again." My voice comes out husky. Showing the woman standing before me just what I'm craving. It takes her a minute, but the worry subsides from her face, as a small smile forms on her lips. Reaching up, one hand touches my cheek, rubbing the skin there.

As she grows daring, placing her fingers on my mouth, to touch my lips. As though she's memorizing the feel of them. Wondering what it would be like for me to take her mouth with mine, showing her how good I can make her body feel, with just a passionate kiss. Daringly, I open my mouth, nibbling her fingers with my teeth.

Watching and enjoying as her own falls open. I can feel her chest hit mine with every breath she takes. Deciding she's not cowering in fear, or telling me to back off, I suck her finger into my mouth. Enjoying the sweet taste of her. When a small moan falls from her lips, it takes everything I have not to have her the way I want. Instead, I settle for bringing my hands to her ass, lifting her straight up, and placing her along the bar.

Spreading her legs wide, I slide right between, keeping one hand along her jean covered ass, I take the other to her mouth. When she doesn't shove me away from her, nor slap my face for taking things too far, I bend my face closer to hers. I know we have an audience right now. Can feel the eyes of my men, as they all watch with fascination.

Not giving a shit, as none of them matter right now, I get so close our lips are touching. Not really a kiss, more like just feeling her out. "Can I kiss you?" I stop breathing all together as I wait to hear what she has to say. Once more, Alley Cat surprises me as she takes a hold of my face, slamming her lips to mine without a second thought.

The feel of her lips is better than I ever could have imagined. My heart races against my chest, a feeling of being hit by an electric bolt courses through my body. I have never felt this way with any other woman in my life. If I hadn't been holding on tight to her, I know without a shadow of a doubt I'd be falling on my ass right now.