Revenge (5 page)

“I love you, Tiny.”

“Then tell me you believe me and fucking trust me.”

“I believe you, and I trust you.” He’d never give her
any reason to doubt him.

He leaned over her. His lips brushed her ear. “I’m
never going to give you a moment to doubt me. I’m yours, Eva. You own me and
this fucking cock.” Tiny sucked on her earlobe as the hand holding her hip
moved down to brush her pussy.

Gasping, she opened her thighs wide. His fingers
touched her clit, stroking the bud.

“Now, come for me.”

She had no choice but to do as he told her,
splintering apart within his arms as her orgasm took her unawares. Tiny held
her close as his cock jerked inside her, spurting his cum within her.

“I need you to know and trust that I love you, Eva.
Always and forever, no matter what fucking happens. I own you as much as you
own me.”

Eva nodded, holding onto him as she came down from her
orgasm. She didn’t need anything else in that moment other than to have his
arms wrapped around her, holding her close.

****

Whizz stared at the computer screen while also taking
a swig out of the bottle. He looked among the multiple screens trying to find a
connection between all of the people. So far he’d gotten in touch with three
men who claimed to owe a favor to Gonzalez. They’d been called in to deal with
Ned and some of his fighters. The men were in Vegas waiting for Gonzalez’s
signal.

He struck a deal with all three, and the men were no
longer answering to Gonzalez. They talked to the other man, at Whizz’s request,
but they were no longer taking orders. Three men were better than none. Turning
the cap on the water, he placed the bottle on the floor. He always got his own
bottled water. Ever since Alan had taken him, he’d not been able to have anyone
serve him. Alan had drugged his drinks, and when he woke up the pain had been
even worse.

Gritting his teeth, he forced the memories back. Alan
was dead, killed by Prue, and wouldn’t be coming back to hurt him. He needed to
remember that.

He’s taken so much.

Blowing out another breath, he forced himself to take
several deep breaths, focusing on the computer screen in front of him. He
couldn’t afford to lose focus.

Alan was dead.

He wasn’t coming back … ever.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

The memories started to fade, and he started typing
away, looking for all connections. Three men were now waiting for his call and
were feeding him information on what Gonzalez’s next move was. The easiest way
to take out their latest enemy was to start from the outside to work his way
in. Gonzalez was the main point, but he had a circumference of men taking
orders. The Skulls took over the men, they got what they wanted.

Someone knocked on his door, and he called for them to
come in. Nash appeared carrying packaged food in his hands. “Sophia made you
something. I swear
,
I watched her do everything. You
don’t need to worry about anything.”

Moving away from the computer, Whizz took the food and
sat on the edge of the food.

“So, how’s it going?”

“Fine.
I think. I’ll be ready to come and kick Butch’s ass.” Whizz took a bite
out of the sandwich. The spicy taste exploded on his tongue, and he moaned.

“Sophia’s worried about you.”

“All of you need to stop worrying about me. I’m fine,”
Whizz said. He knew the club worried, but he’d not turned to anything drastic.
Working out and his computer kept him occupied.

“When was the last time you had a woman?”

“Seriously, Sophia wants to know the last time I
fucked?” He lowered his sandwich and watched the other man squirm.

“She’s not interested in your sex life. She’s just
worried about you.”

“Tell her to stop.” He’d not been with a woman because
he didn’t want anyone. The sweet-butts no longer held any appeal to him. They
meant nothing to him. After everything that happened, he wanted
that
to mean something. He was losing
his mind. Since when did he want anything to mean something?
Shit.
He finished the sandwich and threw
the papers into the trash. “I appreciate her concern and yours. When I’m ready
to start fucking I will. I’m just not ready.”

Nash nodded. “Sorry, man. I worry as well.”

“I get it, but stop. I’m fine.” He watched the other
man leave the room before going over to his computer. Whizz sniffed up as his
chest started to ache. Alan may be dead and gone, but the wounds he’d caused
were still very much open. The truth of it was
,
Whizz
didn’t know who to trust with his life or how to pull out of his fear of being
with a woman. He just couldn’t do it.

Chapter Two

Running a hand over his face, Tiny stared around the
warehouse room. The Chaos Bleeds crew was back at the clubhouse taking care of
their women while The Skulls took a vote. They all wanted Butch back, but he
had to go through the test they all had to prove themselves, a fight between
Butch and all of The Skulls. He watched as Zero went for Butch, raising his
fists as he tried to get a hit against the face or lower. Sitting on the chair,
Tiny watched his men all waiting to take their turns. This was one of the
elements of voting in the men. There was no point in having men who couldn’t
protect you in a fight. If you couldn’t protect the club there was no point you
being inside.

This was how Nash had gotten back into the club after
his spiral into drink and drugs and also the same way some of the prospects had
been voted in. Other members got in by proving their skill in a certain area.

“Are you okay?” Murphy asked, taking a seat beside
him.

Lash was standing at the edge of the fighting with his
cell phone in his hand. They’d been gone from the club an hour, and already the
man was missing his woman. Lash hated being away from his woman, especially
when they were in danger, which seemed to be all the time.

“I will be when we get this shit sorted out.”

“You can’t blame yourself for what happened. No one
can expect Gonzalez to do what he did.” Murphy leaned on his knees looking out
at the crowd. His knuckles were bloody from the hits he’d already given.

“
How’s
Tate and her pregnancy
going?” Tiny asked. It had been a few days since he’d talked with his daughter.
She was pregnant with her second child. He was going to be a granddad again.
Tiny liked being a father more than he liked being a granddad. In the last few
months he couldn’t help but feel old. Eva was worried about him straying when
she got older. He was fucking worried she’d see past all the shit and leave
him. Tiny wouldn’t dream of giving her a reason to cut and run. He was with her
for the rest of his life.

“She’s doing okay. This kid is not settling well at
the moment. Tate doesn’t think it has anything to do with the kid and more to
do with what’s going on.” Murphy shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on. I
just know that I’m taking care of my wife when I can. She’s hard-headed at
times, but I’ll keep her safe.”

“I’ll talk to her. See if there’s anything I can do to
help.”

“Not a lot you can do. You can’t take Gonzalez away or
the stress.” Murphy turned toward him. “I just want you to know that whatever
you decide, I’m with you.”

“What do you mean?” Tiny asked, folding his arms over
his chest.

“I mean, whatever you decide. You want to go to war
and end this fucker, I’m with you.”

“What about Tate and the club?”

Murphy blew out a breath. “Not much of a club with
Gonzalez in charge. I’d rather die freeing my woman and kids than die doing
something stupid for a fucker I don’t respect. I respect you, Tiny. I was
willing to die for you and the club. I’m not willing to die for Gonzalez or
have my family bowing down to him.”

Nodding his head, Tiny shook the man’s hand. “I
appreciate that.”

“Good.” Murphy stood and walked away.

“We all think the same,” Whizz said.

Jerking around, Tiny saw Whizz standing behind him.
Considering the guy was tall with muscles larger than any action star, Tiny
wondered how he could get around without anyone hearing.

“Fuck, Whizz, don’t walk up on people without letting
them know you’re there.”

“Never got
chance to do it with you.
You’re
distracted, boss, and that’s not good.” Unlike Murphy, Whizz didn’t even try to
take a seat. “I’ve always been able to sneak up on people. You got to get your
head in the game before something bad happens.”

“It doesn’t matter if I’ve got my head on the ball or
not, shit happens regardless of it.”

Zero took his time out, and then Killer was on Butch.
No one got a chance to take out Killer. He was hard as fuck.

“I know, boss. What Devil did was worth it. He’s not
taken this shit without fighting back. I think it’s time we start fighting
back,” Whizz said.

Looking back, Tiny was in time to see him walking
away.

“He barely speaks anymore,” Lash said, taking a seat.

“No, he doesn’t.”

“I see the change inside him. He said hello to me and
Angel, but he wouldn’t shake my hand. Angel didn’t give him a chance to push
her away. She wrapped her arms around him, and Whizz had no choice but to
accept the hug. Everyone has to accept Angel. She’s too fucking sweet to push
away.” Lash chuckled. “Butch is holding
his own
.”

“So far I’ve had two men come and tell me that I
should start a fight. Are you of the same mind?” Tiny asked.

“I’m not of a mind to start a war, but Gonzalez hasn’t
given us a chance. We’ve got few choices. We can either start a war, or we can
take what he’s dishing out. I don’t want to end up in prison. We’ve got a bunch
of girls to transport, and if Devil’s telling the truth, I don’t want to take a
bunch of underage girls to a place where they fuck for a living.” Lash shook
his head. “It’s not fair to let that happen. We can’t let it happen, Tiny. I
wouldn’t be able to look at Angel knowing what I’d done, and I love looking at
my woman.”

“I know. There’s not much choice to do anything else
at the moment. He’s got the upper hand.”

“No, he hasn’t. You’ve got the upper hand. There are
men out there who hate Gonzalez. Get them to fight with us. We can take
Gonzalez down. Put Whizz to work, and we’ve also got Michael, Kelsey’s ex. He’s
working with the Feds. We can get them in on it, too. Before we know what’s
happening, we’re ahead and Gonzalez is trying to catch up. Don’t start to make
this guy more than he is. He’s one guy with a lot of fucking favors. Start to
take those favors away from him and he’s left with nothing.”

Thinking about what Lash said, Tiny sat back in his
seat. The idea of a war upset him. He was too old and too long in the tooth to
look forward to a war.
Growing up in Fort Wills with Snitch
and the Darkness as leaders had taken any pleasure out of possibly going to
war.
He’d gone through years of fighting for his life and drawing Fort
Wills out of the battle. The town relied on him to make everything right.
Gonzalez would bring girls, drugs, guns, and other shit to his town. Fort Wills
would cease to be the town he’d helped
create
. He
thought of all the men, women, and children who lived in the town. They all
counted on him. No, he couldn’t allow Gonzalez to ruin his perfectly ordered
town.

“I’m not asking you to react but to think about what
you’ve got to do.” Lash nodded at Butch. “You’ve got him. Use him as well.
We’ve got ways of making this work for us.”

Tiny was tempted to bring Lash back in on the plan
Alex had already set in motion. Instead he kept his lips sealed.
The fewer people who knew the truth the better.

“I’ll think about it.”

The fight in the center of the room came to a stop as
Killer landed one final blow. Butch went to the floor, coughing. He laughed and
slowly got to his feet. “Is that all you’ve got?” Butch asked, wiping the blood
from his face.

He was in worse shape than Nash had been.

“I think it’s time to take a vote,” Lash said. “He’s
holding his own, and we don’t want him in the hospital because of internal
bleeding. Butch has proven
himself
.”

Getting to his feet, Tiny stood beside a wary Butch.
“It’s time for us to take a final vote. You got anything to say to help your
cause?”

Butch nodded. “I know I fucked up. I left the club
when I shouldn’t. I fucking regret it. I love Cheryl, and I swear she’s been
trying to get me back to The Skulls for a long fucking time.” Butch swayed on
his feet, and Tiny put a hand on the man’s shoulder to keep him on his feet. The
men had got him good, making him pay for what he’d done a few months ago. “Thanks.
I want to take this fucker out as your brother. I will have your back every
step of the way, and I will lay my life down for all of you. The club is still
inside me.”