Chapter One: El Padrino

The Mayan clubhouse was empty minus Isobel and EZ who stood behind the bar wiping it down and getting it ready for the chaos that was no doubt about to happen later that night. Isobel Romero wasn't a prospect, and just the thought of being one made her laugh but she was the younger sister of a Mayan, and that was close enough to being a prospect as she'd ever get. Isobel ran a hand through her dark hair as she sang softly along to the obnoxious song on the radio.

"Are you really singing along to this crap?" EZ asked with a raised eyebrow as he stopped cleaning to stare at the brunette.

Isobel shrugged as she placed the wet dish towel onto her shoulder. "It's sort of catchy in a 'it makes my fucking ears bleed' kind of way." The brunette laughed. "Plus, Nina plays it all the goddamn time."

EZ chucked as he shook his head. "You know you don't have to be doing this. I'm the prospect this is the shit I have to do." He said matter of fact while watching Isobel as she began to sweep.

Isobel rolled her brown eyes at EZ's words. The brunette knew she didn't have to be here helping him clean the clubhouse, but she didn't mind helping him out. "It's not like I have anything better to do with my time. Nina is spending the weekend at her friend's." She said while shaking her head at all the grime that was coated on the clubhouse's floor. These men really needed to clean more or at least make EZ clean more, because it looked and smelled like the inside of a frat house.

"Does that mean you're coming to the party tonight?" EZ questioned.

"I don't know, EZ." Isobel shrugged. "It's not really my scene anymore." She said while making eye contact with the prospect.

Isobel always made sure to avoid The Mayan clubhouse when there was a party going on, and her usual excuse of not being able to get a sitter for her eight year old daughter was enough to keep her brother and the rest of the club from annoying her, but since Nina was gone for the weekend she knew they wouldn't let her off the hook so easy this time.

EZ nodded understandingly. He hadn't been prospecting long for the club, but he had heard the stories from Angel's drunken mouth about Isobel back in the day before she had Nina. "Is, could fuckin' party bro." He remembered his older brother telling home fondly one night. "That chica could our drink any of us." He said with a laugh. "Too bad that fuckin' asshole ruined it all." Angel said shaking his head and closing his mouth before anymore of Isobel's history could spill from it.

EZ wasn't sure who 'that fuckin' asshole' was that Angel had been referring to, but if he had to take a guess it would be Nina's father. He didn't know the story of who Nina's father was, it was kept quiet and cast a dark shadow over the club if anyone dared to bring it up.

The rumble of motorcycles made Isobel break her eye contact with EZ, a sigh of relief left her lips at the comforting sound. Isobel was always a nervous wreck whenever her brother wasn't close by it had been that way since she was a child. Wherever Taza went Isobel wasn't too far behind. She was like her older brother's shadow. The clubhouse door opened and Isobel watched as the men filed through the door with smiles on their faces and laughter leaving their mouths, a smile formed on the brunette's face as she mentally counted each member while looking them over with her brown eyes for any wounds. These men had been the most constant and caring presence in her and Nina's lives, and she needed all of them while.

"We're all good, hermana." Taza said reassuringly with a smile once he noticed the wheels turning in his sister's head. He knew his little sister was counting each and everyone of them and making sure no one was wounded. It was something that became a habit for her once he came back with a small bullet wound many years ago.

Isobel nodded. "You know I gotta see that for myself, hermano." She said with a laugh.

"I knew you'd be here." Angel said with a smirk as he causally tossed his arm across Isobel's shoulders. "Boy scout ask you to come help him?" He asked.

"No." Isobel said while rolling her eyes at the older Reyes brother. "I had nothing better to do with my time since Nina's with a friend for the weekend, and I damn well know EZ can't clean this Mayan frat house that well." She said matter of fact, earning her loud laughs from the members. "No offense, EZ." She said with a shrug while looking over at the prospect.

"None taken, Is." EZ said with a small chuckle. "I'm sorry my cleaning isn't up to your high standards." He teased.

"Prospect go clean the bikes." Bishop demanded. "El Padrino is coming." He said while heading towards Templo. "And when you're done with that you can go grab more beer." The Mayan President said over his shoulder before entering Templo.

"You comin' to the party tonight?" Angel asked with hopeful eyes as he removed his arm from Isobel's shoulder. Angel had always been close with Isobel, and he missed the days where she could go shot for shot with him or one of his brothers (which mostly ended with Isobel kicking their asses) and Angel hoped tonight would be the night Isobel stuck around the clubhouse for more than just helping EZ clean it up.

"Of course she is." Taza answered for his sister. "El Padrino's coming." He repeated Bishop's words.

"Guess I am." Isobel said while pursuing her lips.

The brunette didn't understand what Marcus Alvarez coming into town had to do with her coming to the party, but she wasn't going to argue with her brother.

"I'll be back in a few hours." She told Taza whole grabbing her car keys from the pocket of her jeans. Isobel had a few things to do before the party started and washing the grime from the clubhouse off of herself was number one.

"Alright hermana." Taza nodded while placing a kiss on his sister's cheek.

Isobel waved goodbye to Taza and Angel before walking out into the hot sun of Santo Padre. The brunette looked over at EZ cleaning away the dirt from the tow of Mayan motorcycles, she gave him a wave as their eyes connected. It was going to be a long night for Isobel Romero, she could feel it in her bones.

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A/N: I feel like I made EZ and Isobel have sexual tension and I didn't mean to 🤷🏻‍♀️ Anyway, enjoy!