RAGE: President & First Lady Of The Death Dealers MC (57 page)

***Raven***

“It’s going to be okay, baby,” Laurelyn tries to persuade
me. “You won’t feel like this forever.”

“Yes, I will,” I force out through my sobs. “You don’t
understand.”

“I do. I was pretty much like you when I had to give up your
father. But I moved on. I found Daniel, and look at us now.”

“You’re happy because Daddy wasn’t
the
one
.
Gage is.”

“You’re only eighteen—”

“This has nothing to do with my age.”

“Okay, sweetheart. We can talk all about it when you get
here. Call me when you get on your flight.”

“’Kay.”

I hang up and wipe at my tears with the backs of my hands. I
need to get ready to go to the airport.

“Have you decided if you’re going to stay in Miami?” Chrissy
asks.

“No. I don’t know,” I answer as I climb out of her bed.

“I think you should stay for a while… be with your mom.
Maybe try to figure things out.”

“Maybe.”

My phone rings as I’m walking to the bathroom, and I turn
back to answer it. It’s Chopper. I really don’t want to talk about Gage right
now, but I answer because I know he’d worry if I didn’t pick up.

“Hi, Chopper.”

“Hey, darlin’. Have you seen Gage?”

“No. Why?”

“It’s nothin’ to worry about.”

“If it was, you wouldn’t have called me. What’s going on?”

I begin to panic. Ron says he’s been drinking himself silly,
and now Chopper’s asking me if I’ve seen him. Something’s happened.

“No one’s seen him since last night. We thought maybe he was
with you.”

“He’s not.”

Tears begin rolling down my cheeks again and I legit think
I’m having a panic attack.

“It’s okay, darlin’. We’ll find him. As soon as—”

“I’m on my way.”

I end the call, pulling Chrissy behind me as I hurry
downstairs.

“What happened?” she asks, starting to panic also.

“Gage is missing.”

We hop in my car and I make it to the clubhouse as fast as I
can. When we walk inside, Chopper, Dr. E, Crow, Motor, and Rico are around the
pool table. Chopper and Dr. E are engaged in a heated debate.

“Chopper?”

He looks up, immediately coming over and curling his arm
around my shoulder.

“You shouldn’t be here, darlin’.”

“I’m not leaving. Have you heard anything?”

“Not yet.”

“What happened?”

He takes a deep breath, leading me to where the other men
are standing.

“Got a call from Sheriff Renley this morning. Apparently
Gage’s Mustang was in the parking lot of a bar all night. No one’s heard from
him and it seems his phone is turned off.”

“Oh, God. This is my fault.”

“It’s not,” Dr. E says. “He’s the one who ran off all
half-cocked.”

“Yeah, because of
me
.”

Tek walks in and everyone looks to him expectantly. He
shakes his head, making Chopper run his fingers through his hair in
frustration. Razor and Venom enter the clubhouse, their expressions just as
bleak as everyone else’s.

“Nothing?” Dr. E asks.

“We checked everywhere. No sign of him.”

This is just getting worse by the second.
Where is he? Is
he okay?
God, he could be hurt somewhere… or worse. I’ll never forgive
myself if something has happened to him. Chopper’s phone rings and he answers,
switching to speaker phone. Ron’s voice comes from the other end.

“Bartender says he was here. He had a few drinks then left
with a redhead.”

I lean against the table, hanging on for dear life. He left
with a redhead. He’s already over me. Chrissy wraps her arms around me, trying
to pull me to the couch, but I stop when Ron speaks again.

“Thing is, description kinda sounds like Razor’s girl.”

“Cassidy?” Razor asks in disbelief. “Nah. No matter how
drunk he was, the prez would never hook up with her.”

“Fuck!” Dr. E shouts.

They all look at each other and I know they’re all privy to
some information I’m not. Cassidy. I knew that bitch was always too interested
in what was going on between me and him. But she’s Razor’s woman. Gage wouldn’t
do that to his brother, would he? Razor pulls out his phone, calling who I
assume is Cassidy. After a beat, he shakes his head.

“Her phone’s off.”

“Actually,” Tek pipes up. “I can do something with this. Let
me have her number.”

Razor reels off the numbers and Tek disappears into the
corridor. Everyone follows him so Chrissy and I do, too. We crowd into Tek’s
room and I look around in awe. It’s like technology central in here. There are
six monitors on his desk and several keyboards. He begins tapping away, shaking
his head after only a few seconds.

“Not much on the phone, other than she was in the vicinity
of the bar last night.
But
we can try her car. If he left with her, they
must have taken it. Hopefully it has GPS.”

He turns back to his computers, and video feed from the
camera out front starts up on one of the monitors. He quickly finds footage of
Cassidy driving in, and freezes it.

“Make, model, license plate,” he says excitedly. Another
minute and he jumps to his feet. “Got it!”

A printer in the corner goes off and he grabs the printout,
handing it to Dr. E.

“That’s where the car is. Hopefully, that’s where the boss
is, too.”

“Church. Now,” Dr. E growls.

They seem to have forgotten about me and Chrissy, leaving us
standing in Tek’s room. I move to the monitor displaying the car’s location. I
don’t know what happened with Cassidy before, but it has to be serious for them
to be in Church over it. I move to the keyboard Tek was using, and print my own
copy of the location.

“What are you doing?” Chrissy whispers.

“I’m going to find him.”

I grab the paper and head to Gage’s room to retrieve his
black duffel bag. Whenever shit goes down, he takes it with him. Chrissy
watches as I heave it to the bed and open it up. Holy shit. I didn’t know what
was in here, but I wasn’t expecting an arsenal.

“Fuck. Me,” Chrissy says as she peers inside.

I reach for a Glock, check the clip, then tuck it into my
waist. I also take an extra mag, and a knife, which I strap to my thigh.

“Okay… you’re scaring me.”

I look up at Chrissy, realizing she’s never seen this side
of me. “You’re not the one who should be scared.”

I throw the bag over my shoulder and walk right into the
chapel. Everyone turns to look at me. I drop the bag on the table and turn to
Dr. E, who’s sitting in Gage’s chair.

“You all can sit around your table and talk all you want.
I’m going to find him.”

I turn to leave but Chopper shouts after me, “Raven, wait!”

I make it to the courtyard before they catch up to me. Dr. E
grabs my elbow, stopping my progress.

“Raven, please. Let us handle this. We don’t know what we
could be walking into.”

“I’m coming with you.”

“Raven—”

“I said, I’m
coming
with
you
.”

There’s no way they’re leaving me behind. If Cassidy has
done something to him, I need to be there.

That bitch is mine.

***Gage***

I need to get out of here. This bitch is seriously psycho
—
more
than I thought. I’ve lost count of the number of times her knife has sliced
through my flesh since she ripped off my shirt and went to town. They aren’t
deep cuts, but with the level of alcohol in my system, I’m bleeding more than I
should. Through all of this, she’s still been trying to get me to fuck her.
Right now she’s on her knees, rubbing her hands over my crotch, but my dick
still won’t get hard.

“What’s wrong, baby?” she asks, seeming oblivious to the
current situation.

“What’s wrong? I’m still a little intoxicated, tired,
hungry, and bleeding. You expect me to…
perform
under those conditions?”

“You’re right,” she stands, slamming her palm into her
forehead. “Stupid, Cassidy!”

She storms out, leaving me alone for the first time in
hours. I look around, trying to find a way to get free. That’s when I see
movement outside the window. Maybe I’ve lost too much blood; I must be
hallucinating. I shake my head, blinking to clear my vision. No, I wasn’t
imagining things. That’s E peering in the window. I never thought I’d be so
happy to see that motherfucker’s face. He disappears just as Cassidy walks back
in, carrying a tray of food. She drags the table closer to me and places the
tray there. I need to keep her distracted, so I take a bite of the sandwich she
offers. Hopefully, it’s not laced with anything.

A rustling sound comes from outside and she snaps her head
toward the window, immediately on alert.

“Probably just an animal,” I tell her. “We
are
in the
woods.”

“You’re right.” She turns back to me with a smile. “Eat up.
You’re going to need your strength.”

I return her smile. “I know. I remember you like it rough…
just like me.”

She bites into her bottom lip and I notice her pressing her
thighs together.

“Not many women do,” I continue. “I think you were right.
You were the one for me all along.”

“Oh, Gage!” She straddles my lap, excitedly planting kisses
all over my face. “I knew it! I knew all it would take is some time alone.”

She tugs her top off, and that’s when E bursts into the
room. Cassidy screams in shock, but he grabs her before she can reach for my
gun. Razor and Venom are right on his heels. While Razor helps to restrain her,
Venom works on setting me free.

“No!” Cassidy screams. “You’re ruining everything!”

“Shut up!” Razor growls.

“You shut up! He’s mine. We’re finally going to be together!”

She thrashes, trying desperately to break free. Once my
bonds are off, I try to stand, but the room spins and I fall back into the
chair. Venom relieves E and he hurries to my side.

“Don’t try to move, brother. I need to stop the bleeding.”

He uses my discarded shirt, ripping pieces off to tie around
the gashes on my arms.

“Those are the worst ones. I’ll patch you up when we get
home.”

“How did you find me?”

“Motherfucking Tek. How do you think?”

“Sometimes I think I could kiss that man.”

“Sorry, boss,” Tek chuckles as he enters the room. “You’re
not my type.”

We all laugh as he and E help me up. Venom and Razor tie
Cassidy to the chair.

“Gage! Are you going to let them do this to me?” she
shrieks.

“Shut up, bitch. I need to think about what I’m going to do
with you.”

“But—”

“Gag her,” I tell Razor.

I’ve been listening to her voice all night and it worked my
last nerve hours ago. I perch on the table, taking a bottle of water Tek hands
me.

“Gage?”

I turn to the soft, shaky voice, and find Raven staring back
at me. She approaches carefully, tears in her eyes as they wander over my body,
evaluating my condition. My instinct is to go to her, pull her into my arms and
leave her lips swollen from my kiss. Instead, I grit my teeth and glare at E.

“Why the fuck did you bring her?”

“Short of tying her up, I couldn’t stop her from coming.”

She moves, and when I look back to her, she reaches for the
knife strapped to her thigh and charges at Cassidy. Venom grabs her hand,
wrestling the knife from her.

“Whoa there, baby girl,” he says.

Razor grabs her, pulling her to his chest. She kicks and
screams, lunging in Cassidy’s direction.

“Let go of me!” She points to Cassidy, who’s staring back in
fear. “You’re dead! You hear me, bitch? You’re fucking dead!”

I watch the spectacle with a small smile. The way she is
right now is just one of the many reasons I thought she was perfect for me.

“Okay, okay. I’m cool,” she says, calming down.

Razor tentatively releases her, but keeps a close eye on
her. She returns her attention to me, and her anger intensifies once more at
the sight before her. She growls, removing a Glock from the back of her jeans
and pointing it at Cassidy. Razor moves swiftly, grabbing the gun, while Venom
tries to hold her back.

“Raven, stop.”

At the sound of my voice, she stops struggling. She’s
breathing hard and staring daggers at Cassidy, but she’s stopped fighting. I
jerk my head at Venom to take her to the next room and he leads her out.

“Razor, you good with this?” I ask. I gave her a chance
before, when she held my aunt fucking hostage at gunpoint; she’s not getting
another one.

He throws Cassidy a sideways glance, and then nods.

“You sure?”

“It’s just pussy, Prez. Besides, this shit ain’t gonna fly.”

“Okay.” I nod. “Is Crow with you?”

“No. He’s back at the clubhouse.”

“Call him up,” I say, walking toward Cassidy. I’ll
definitely need clean-up. “I’m gonna need him after I’m done with Miss Martin.”

***Gage***

I flinch as E pierces my skin with the needle. It turns out
a few of the cuts need stitches. By the time we got to the clubhouse, I’d
stopped bleeding so I was able to clean up. I’m now lying on my bed while E
does his thing.

“You’re lucky the bartender saw you leaving with Cassidy.
That’s what prompted Tek to track her car. What the hell happened?”

I relay the story to him and he chuckles.

“What’s so funny, fucker?”

“I can’t believe you let a woman get the drop on you.”

“I was drunk. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.”

“Sure thing, Reaper.”

As he bandages my wrists where the handcuffs cut into them,
he glances up at me tentatively. I take a deep breath, knowing what’s coming
next.

“You know, she rushed over here the moment she thought
something happened to you.”

“So?”

“Look, I’m not saying forget about it. I’m just saying talk to
her.
Try
to work this out. She loves you.”

I reply with a scoff.

“And you love her,” he continues. “I’ve never seen two
people more perfect for each other.”

“Yeah. I used to think that, too.”

With a sigh, I turn away from him and find her standing in
the doorway. Even from here I can see the tears in her eyes. She heard. She
tries to blink them away as she walks in.

“I made you something to eat,” she announces, gesturing to
the plate she’s carrying.

E gives me a pleading look then leaves the room. I sit up,
taking the plate from her.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

She sits at the foot of the bed, watching me eat. I’m only
wearing boxers, and I can feel her eyes on every inch of exposed skin. I know
she wants to come closer, but she’s afraid of what I’ll do or say. Fucked up
thing is, I want her close… even after what she’s done. So what do I do? I be a
dick. It’s the only way to distance myself from her.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in Miami?”

“I missed my flight.”

“So when are you leaving?”

“I…” Her voice breaks. “I guess as soon as I get another
ticket.”

I still don’t look at her. I can’t. “You done?”

She stands, and out of the corner of my eye, I see her
fingers tremble as she wipes her palms on her jeans.

“I guess we are.”

She walks away, and it takes everything in me not to call
her back. Stopping in the doorway, she turns, and I finally meet her gaze.
Tears are streaming down her cheeks, tiny sobs racking her body.

“I never meant to hurt you. I was scared and I should have
just told you. It may not mean anything now but… I want you to know… that night
you came back from Florida… I knew.”

“Knew what?”

“I saw you standing by the fire with your friends and I knew
I was ready. I…” She stops, struggling to continue through her tears. “I was
going to throw them out, but then you found them.”

“What do you think I would have done if you’d told me you
weren’t ready?”

“I don’t know.” She wraps her arms around herself, staring
at the floor. “‘Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit
them’.”

I know she did
not
just quote Bruce Lee to me.
“Don’t. Just don’t.”

“I know you’re hurt and angry… and a whole lot of other
things but… I want you to know… I
do
love you.” She meets my stare, her
eyes begging me to believe her. “You’re not just on my back, Gage. You’re on my
heart… and nothing’s ever going to change that.”

I grit my teeth, mentally digging in my heels. I can’t let
her affect me. I need to stay strong.

“Just know if you ever need anything…
anything
. I’m
here for you.”

“Anything?” I raise a brow as I put the plate aside and make
my way toward her. She just gave me the perfect weapon to use against her.

I close the door, crowding her with my body so she leans
against it. Slowly, she lifts her face to meet my gaze.

“Anything,” she whispers, her breathing accelerating.

Reaching for the button on her jeans, I pop it and pull the
zipper down. I slide my palm to her ass, pulling her to me.

“I always liked fucking you. Well, before I found out you’re
just a lying bitch.”

She winces and closes her eyes, but doesn’t say a word.
Maybe, in her mind, she thinks she deserves it.

“Maybe I made a mistake giving you my patch. Maybe I should
have just made you my little fuck toy.”

She sobs, her shoulders shaking against me. I knew that last
bit would hurt. They’re her words, flung at me when she wanted more than I
thought I could give. Still, I persist.

“On your knees, Raven.”

I take a step back, giving her room as she falls to her
knees in front of me. She wipes at her tears, trying to control herself.

“Now, suck my dick.”

The moment her fingers graze my dick, I get hard. My mind
might be messed up but my body knows her too well; still craves her. She pulls
my boxers down just far enough to release my dick. When she takes me into her
mouth, I fist my hands on the door, fighting back a groan. Despite her current
state, she doesn’t hold back. I watch as her head bobs, one hand stroking the
base. But, she makes the mistake of looking up at me as her tongue slides over
my balls. I snap. Pulling her to her feet, I drag her to the bed, pushing her
on top of it. I quickly dispose of her jeans and rip her panties off. She
stares at me, still not talking, but I see it in her eyes
—
she wants
this. I just can’t give it to her
the
way
she wants it. Grabbing
her ankles, I pull her to the edge of the bed, spread her legs wide, and sink
my dick deep inside her. She cries out and I remain still, feeling her clench
around me. Fuck if she ain’t dripping wet.

“Fuck….” I groan.

My eyes meet hers and my plan gets fucked. That look. That fucking
look in her eyes every time I’m inside her. I can’t handle it. I flip her over,
grab her hips, and slam inside her once more.

“Gage!”

“Don’t talk.”

I can’t bear to hear her say my name. I start to move but
I’m confronted with another problem
—
her tattoo is peeking out the bottom
of her blouse. Fuck my life. I close my eyes, pounding into her. Once I get
this out of my system, that’s it. I’ll be done with her and she can leave. I
hear her moans but I try not to pay attention. This is for me, not her. Her
body doesn’t know that because she begins to tighten around me. She’s close and
she’s taking me with her. Sinking my fingers into her hips, I pump into her
tight pussy. She cries out, but buries her face in the bed, muffling the sound.
As she convulses around me, I come, burying myself to the hilt. Her thighs
tremble and she pushes her ass in to me. I slip out of her, wanting only to
dive right back in. She turns to lie on her back, watching me. I head to the
bathroom, but stop in the doorway. Just one last thing.

“Don’t be here when I get back.”