Draven Devils Angels MC Book 1 (3 page)

We are all sitting at the bar eating when
Prez comes in. “Josey must be here.” He says laughing. “She’s here
but she didn’t cook. Casey did.” I say eating some more chicken.
“You shitting me right now? My Casey cooked that?” Prez says as he
walks over and grabs a piece. “Damn dad thanks a lot for the
confidence.” Casey says as she comes out with another plate of
chicken. “Sorry baby girl but I didn’t know you could cook.” He
says grabbing some more. She smiles and grabs a beer. She sits down
next to me at the bar and grabs a piece of chicken. She looks over
at me and takes a big bite. “What the hell are you looking at?” She
says with a mouth full of chicken. “Nothing. Thanks for lunch.” I
say smiling as I stand up. “Thanks for breakfast.” She says back
and winks. Prez calls a meeting and wants me in on it so I head up
to his office and go in. “Hey Draven come here a minute.” Prez says
and I walk over to his desk. “Take a look at this picture.” He says
handing me a photo. “Who’s this?” I ask looking at the picture.
“Name’s Spike. He used to be in with us. Him and Casey ran off to
New York awhile back. I heard he was in a new club up there. Pretty
high ranking too. The boys ran into him running coke through west
Texas.” Prez says as I sit the picture down. “Yea I heard the guys
talking.” I say and sit down in the chair across from him. “Look
you have connections in places I may not. I need to find out what
he is up to. I need to know how far he is going with this shit he
is doing. Draven he is a threat to my daughter. I won’t have him
anywhere near her.” He says and is dead serious. “Don’t worry about
it man. I’ll get it on it. Ain’t no one coming near your girl. I
can promise that.”

Casey

Damn if Draven didn’t come into the kitchen
when I was cooking. That is one hot piece of man. I'm not looking
for anything right now though. Dad made it clear that his guys are
off limits anyway. After the guys eat me and Josey are cleaning up.
“How have you been girl?” Josey says while we wash dishes. “I'm
good. It’s just weird being back here. I mean the last time I was
here I was being a bitch to dad and running off with Spike.” I say
handing her a glass. “I remember. But girl that is the past. We are
all glad your back.” Josey says and I nod. “Me too. I'm just not
sure about my new job. The next old crusty man that touches me I
may snap his wrist.” I say laughing. “That’s why you quit.” My dad
says as he walks into the kitchen. I turn around to face him. “What
are you talking about? I didn’t quit.” I say looking at him. “Yea
you did. You just quit this morning.” He says grabbing a beer.
“Don’t you start this dad. I needed that job.” I say stomping my
foot. “You have a job. You’re our new chef.” He says and walks off.
I turn to Josey and she shrugs.

I knock on my dad’s office door. “Come in.”
He yells and I walk in. “Hey dad.” I say and sit in the chair in
front of his desk. “Hey baby girl. What are you up to?” He says
looking through some paperwork. “Nothing. Hey do you think I can
use a car? I want to go into town and do some shopping. I need a
few girly things. All you damn men around here in t-shirts.” I say
playing with one of his pens. “I’ll have one of the guys take you.”
He says without looking up. “Really? I'm not a baby.” I say
throwing the pen on the desk. “I didn’t say you were. But there are
some things going on and until I figure it out you aren’t going
alone.” He says still not looking up. “Fine but I want to leave in
an hour and don’t send me one of those pansy ass guys either.” I
say getting out of the chair. “I’ll have a guy out front in an
hour. Just go get yourself ready.” He says and looks up and smiles.
I turn to walk out of the room. “I'm glad you’re home Casey.” He
says and I turn to face him. “Me too dad.”

I get dressed and grab my purse and my phone
and head out front. I stop and talk to Josey a few minutes before I
head out of the front door. “Where you off too?” Josey asks me
looking at my bag on my arm. “Shopping hopefully. Dad is making me
take one of the guys. I say and roll my eyes as I walk to the door.
Josey just laughs. I open the door and head outside. “You ready?”
Tracker asks me. “You stuck with me today?” I ask him smiling.
“Hell no. I have work to do. You’re stuck with Draven.” He says
chuckling. “And why is that funny?” I ask looking at him like I
missed something. “Oh just because Draven hates shopping. It should
be fun. I'm sorry I'm going to miss it.” Tracker says walking over
to me and putting his arm around my shoulder. “Go easy on the poor
guy.” He says laughing. I look up at him and ask, “Is it that bad?”
He nods and walks off. Draven comes walking out of the garage
looking damn hot in his patches. He walks over to his bike. “You
ready?’ He says trying to hand me a helmet. “Oh no we are not going
on that bike. For one I already did my hair and two I have nowhere
to put my bags.” I snap at him playing with my hair. The look on
his face right now is priceless. He shakes his head and looks
around and then back at me. “Sweetheart, I'm a biker. We ride
bikes. I'm not rolling around in some girly ass car.” He states
looking at me. I give him those puppy dog eyes. He looks at me and
actually rolls his eyes and I start laughing. He walks over to a
black truck. “Come on princess we wouldn’t want to mess up your god
damn hair.” He says holding the truck door open for me. I smile as
climb in and settle into the seat. “Glad you find this amusing.”
Draven snorts as he climbs in the driver seat. I can’t help but
giggle. Draven cuts his eyes at me and that only make me giggle
more. He puts the truck in drive and we head out.

“This is the last store damn it.” Draven says
as I jump out of the truck. “No it is not.” I say as I walk off
across the parking lot. “Fuck!” I hear Draven say as I walk off. I
smile to myself. “Nope. We are not going in there. I don’t give a
fuck what kind of little fit you through that shit ain’t
happening.” Draven says as I head into Victoria Secret. I turn to
look at him. “Yes I am. What’s wrong big biker bad ass can’t handle
some women’s panties?” I say and turn and walk into the store. I
hear him curse a few times but then he follows me in. “I can handle
it all right when it’s on the damn woman. Not hanging on plastic
tits.” He grumbles behind me. “Thought all your girls had some sort
of plastic?” I laugh and say to him. “You better watch that pretty
little ass of yours, smart mouth.” He says looking around the
store. “See something you like?” I ask. He just shakes his head. I
look at everything in the store just to piss him off. I can tell
its working because he is huffing around behind me. ”I'm going to
the dressing room.” I say after I grab a few more things. He nods
and follows me to the back. Once I get into the dressing room I try
on a cute bra. I'm looking at myself in the mirror when my door
pops open. “It’s in use.” I say and then snap my mouth shut when I
see who came in. Spike is standing in front of me holding a finger
to his mouth telling me to be quiet. “What are you doing here?” I
ask him as I back up. “I told you. You will never leave me. You’re
mine.” He says as he moves towards me. “Don’t you touch me!” I
scream as he covers my mouth with one hand and rubs across my chest
with the other. “I’ll be back for you baby. You know I will.” He
says as he turns and runs out of the dressing room. I scream for
help and the door flies open again. “What happened?” Draven is
standing there looking at me. I'm shaking. “Spike. He was in here.”
I start to cry. Draven looks like he may murder someone as he
starts to walk back out of the room and I yell at him. “NO. Please
don’t leave me in here.” I cry and he turns back to me. “I have to
find this motherfucker!” He snaps but as he turns to look at my
face, he must see the fear in it because he walks over and grabs me
into a hug. He holds me there while I cry. “He’s not going to hurt
you. I won’t let him. Understand me?” Draven says to me. I look up
at him with tear filled eyes and he looks back at me. I lean up and
kiss him. He doesn’t pull back. He grabs my waist and pushes me
against the wall and my hands are all over him but he never moves.
Suddenly he pulls back. Breathing heavy he bends over and picks up
my shirt and hands it to me. “Get dressed. We’re leaving.” He says
and goes out of the dressing room.

The ride back to the club is really awkward.
Draven doesn’t say anything to meat first. He looks like he is lost
in his own little world. “I'm sorry.” I say and he glances over at
me not saying anything. He looks back at the road. After a while he
finally speaks. “You don’t need to be sorry. I do. I shouldn’t have
done that.” He says without looking over at me. “I wanted it
Draven.” I say watching the side of his face. I can see the muscles
in his jaw tense up. “I can’t do that again. I'm sorry Casey.” He
says and blinks a few times. “Is it because of my dad? Or because
of me? I don’t get it? I want you. I say and Draven pulls over and
puts the truck in park. He gets out and comes around and opens my
door. “Get out.” He says and I look at him. “Get out.” He says one
more time in a louder harsh tone. I climb out of the truck and he
grabs my hand and drags me out into the field next to the road.
“What are you doing?” I yell at him as he keeps dragging me but he
doesn’t say a word. I jerk at my arm trying to get him to let go.
“Let go of me asshole.” I yell and pull at my arm. He stops walking
and rounds on me and grabs my face and kisses me hard. There is
nothing passionate in this kiss. He’s broken, hurt and he is
putting all of it into this kiss. He lowers us to the ground and we
are surrounded by tall grass. He starts rubbing his dick against me
through our clothes. “This what you want?” He growls at me. He
grabs my hair hard and pulls my head back so I have to look at him.
“Tell me. Is this what you want?” He growls again as he grabs my
breast roughly with one hand. “Get off me you asshole. I fucking
hate you!” I scream and he moves. He grabs my arm and pulls me up.
He doesn’t speak as he drags me back to the truck. “Get in.” He
says and I don’t move. I cross my arms over my chest. “Get your
fucking pretty little ass in that truck or I’ll put you in it.” He
snaps at me and I know he is serious. I climb in the truck and he
slams the door shut. He doesn’t come around the truck right away so
I look in the mirror to see where he went. I can see him standing
at the side of the truck bent over with his hands on his knees.
What is wrong with him? What is he hiding?

Draven

As if it wasn’t bad enough I had to be a
fucking babysitter all day and shop now I had to deal with my own
shit. I should have never let her kiss me. I shouldn’t have kissed
her back. I wanted so bad to fuck her right there in that field but
I had to show her what kind of person I am. She needs to understand
that I'm a fucking bad person. I feel like shit for doing it to her
but I keep telling myself that I did the right thing. I can’t get
involved with that girl. We get back to the club and she quickly
jumps out of the truck and runs in. That’s right. Run, that’s the
best thing you can do. I get out of the truck and go in and head
straight to Prezs’ office. The door is open so I go in. “Have a
good trip?” Prez laughs until he looks up at my face. “What
happened?” He says standing up. “Spike showed up. She was in the
dressing room trying shit on and he threatened her. I looked for
him but I didn’t see him anywhere. Casey was pretty shook up.” I
say feeling a little pissed off. “FUCK! Did he hurt her?” Prez asks
and I shake my head. He lets out a big breath he had been holding.
“Scared the shit out of her but didn’t hurt her. I got people out
looking around and I have a guy in New York looking into his club.
So far we know he is into drug running and prostitutes. That’s all
we have right now.” I say looking at Prez. He nods. “Do you think
we need to lockdown?” He asks me and I shake my head. “No. I don’t
think he is ready to go that far. I think he just wants to scare
her a little.” I say and that’s what I believe. He didn’t want to
hurt her just scare her. If he wanted to hurt her than he would
have. “Ok. Thanks Draven. I appreciate everything you’re doing man”
Prez says and I nod. I stand and walk out of the room and head
downstairs.

I sit at the bar and drink a few beers before
I head out to the garage. Sly and Duke are out there. “What are you
two doing?” I ask as I walk in. “Getting the bikes ready. Prez said
he is sending a few guys out on recon.” Duke says as he checks the
tires. “Who’s going?” I ask and they both shrug. “We are.” Garrick
comes in and says as I turn to look at him. “Who is we?” I ask
drinking my beer. “Me, you, Sly and Jimmy are going.” He says
looking at the bikes. I nod. “Dad got a call and he wants us to
look into things. We will be out for a few days so you might want
to get shit ready.” Garrick says and slaps me on the back. I head
inside and straight to my room. I grab my small duffle bag out of
the closet and pack a few things. I don’t need much a clean shirt
and a clean pair of jeans. That’s about all that will fit on the
bike anyway. I hear someone knock. “Yea?” I yell and Garrick comes
in. “Hey I need your keys so Duke can check out your bike before we
ride.” I nod and throw him the keys. He closes the door and I
finish packing.

Once I'm packed I open my door and go out
half closing it behind me when Casey walks up. She looks at me and
then down at my bag. “You’re leaving?” She asks looking at me with
teary eyes. “Yea. Got work to do.” I say trying to look at her
because I know if I do I’ll regret it. “You sure it’s a good idea
after what happened?” She says with a shaky voice. “You will be
fine Casey. Your dad will be here and so will the guys. They have
been filled in and know what happened.” I say and shift a little.
“What do you mean? everything? Did you..” She starts to say and
sounds nervous. “I didn’t tell them what happened with us. Just
about Spike.” I say looking at her trying to reassure her that I
didn’t say anything. “Oh.” She says and looks down like she’s
relieved. “Look I need to get going ok. You will be fine here” I
say and pull my door shut the rest of the way. “Draven be careful
ok? Spike is… Well he was on a lot of shit when I was with him and
he just does things sometimes. Things that don’t make sense.” She
says looking down. “What are you talking about Casey? I say looking
down at her. She pulls her shirt over her head and stands there
with only a bra on. “Casey please don’t start this again.” I say to
her. She looks up at me and turns around. My stomach rolls and I
think I'm going to be sick at the sight before me. There are scars.
Deep scars. She pulls her shirt back over her head and turns around
to face me again. I'm so mad right now I'm seeing red. “FUCK!!!!” I
scream and stomp down the hallway. I can hear Casey calling my name
but I'm so pissed right now I can’t stop.