“Fuck you, Hero. You let a man like this into your club. How does it feel knowing he could have raped and killed me while you fucking watched? I’d have never agreed to stay here if I knew that my choices were to fuck the guys or be on the streets, because I’d have chosen the streets.” His face moves toward mine as he grips my chin roughly.
“I’d have never let him touch you, let alone rape you. I told you that you needed to stay away from the main room when other chapters were around, but you didn’t fucking listen to me, Dani. Those men think that any woman without a property patch is fair game. He had every right to proposition you without a patch, but he should have never laid a finger on you after you said no.”
“And yet he did. He touched me in plain sight of the entire club and no one stopped him.”
“I wasn’t in the room, Dani. I had to deal with some shit in Church. Slider came to get me when he saw him bothering you to handle it. Had I heard or seen what he did to you, I would have taken care of it before you ever had to defend yourself.” His eyes soften momentarily before the cocky asshole side of him flares to life again. “You should have stayed in your room like I asked.”
“Jesus Christ, Hero. Bubbles came to get me because she needed help at the bar. I didn’t realize that serving a few drinks would land me in threat of rape territory. Besides, Raze told her to get me to help.” Shock crosses his face at Raze’s name. His hand releases my chin as his body slowly releases the tension set into his bones.
“Raze didn’t okay you leaving your room, Dani. I was with him all night in Church. He hasn’t left that room in hours. I think I need to have a discussion with Bubbles about disobeying orders.”
“That’s all you fucking care about is that Bubbles lied to me? Jesus, Hero. Your priorities are seriously messed up if you’re more worried about a lying whore than an attempted rape, but I guess brothers first, right?” Pushing against his chest, he locks me in his grasp even tighter.
“It would have never gotten that far, Dani. I told you once and I will tell you again, nothing will ever happen to you while you’re under our roof and protection. How badly did he hurt you?” I try to push away from him but his arm stays firmly against me, keeping me pinned to the bathroom wall. “I asked you a question, Dani. How badly did he hurt you?” Still attempting to shake away from him, I push harder.
“Hero, just let me go. You don’t care that I’m hurt. I’m fucking done here. I’ll pack my shit and be out of your hair by the morning. You’re going to throw me out as soon as you settle the score tomorrow so I might as well take away some of the satisfaction that you’ve finally gotten rid of me.” With one final push, I break free from him.
Charging as fast as I can past him, I reach the bathroom doorway before he pulls me against him while pushing my back against the door frame. His lips collide with mine before I can get away. The heat from his lips devouring mine sends fire running through my veins. My core feels as if it’s about to explode from his touch. His tongue forces my lips to part as his begins to caress mine. He continues to pull me closer to him as his tongue explores my mouth. My body hums louder with each passing second the kiss continues. He breaks away from me and stares into my eyes. My rage is replaced by confusion and unbridled passion. The man who has treated me the worst out of any of the men in this club just kissed me like he was never going to see me again. What the fuck just happened? I stare blankly at him, frozen in shock.
“I’ve wanted to do that since the first moment you walked into my club and ripped the place apart like an F-5 tornado. My dick aches every single time you walk into the room. Your fight out there only made this problem fucking worse. You have no idea how sexy you are when you get pissed off. I think I might have the bluest pair of balls on the planet right now.” He would have to keep it in his pants to have blue balls and the entire club knows he hasn’t exactly been practicing abstinence the last few weeks with the ho-train making the walk of shame out of his room every morning. My face must register my sarcastic anger to his admission because he kisses me even harder. His hands press hard into my neck as he continues to kiss me. He only breaks away from my swelling lips when I wince in pain. “Shit, are you okay?” he says as his eyes gauges my reaction.
“I think I’m fine. You were just squeezing me just a little too tightly. I think Trax bruised my throat. It’s tender.” The mention of Trax’s name sends the rage flying back into him. He releases me and stalks away from me toward the shattered door. He turns before he walks through the mess of wood on the floor.
“He’ll pay for touching you, Dani. I’ll make damn sure of it.” He walks closer to the door and yells for Slider. A few seconds later, Slider’s head pops in the door frame, taking in the scene. He has a knowing smile on his face like he can tell that Hero just forcibly kissed me. Fucking men.
“What’s up, Hero? You need something?” he asks while checking out the scene before him. “You okay, sweetheart?”
I nod my head yes, but Hero cuts me short before I can answer. “I need you to move Dani’s shit into my room. Put a guard on the door. I don’t want Trax or any of the charter members fucking with her. You got it?”
A teasing smile lights up Slider’s face. “Sure, Hero. I’ll watch her tonight. The pussy now is otherwise entertained tonight, and I’m not into sloppy seconds from another charter.” I laugh to myself thinking after the show I just witnessed, Blondie might have broken his dick if he’s not chasing after more than a blowjob.
Slider walks into the room and plops himself on my bed, waiting orders on what to move from me. “Get off her fucking bed,” Hero growls at him. He starts to leave the room without even asking me if moving into his room is okay. I’m not about to just up and move on his command.
“I’m not moving into your fucking room, Hero. Just get me a new door. I’m sure the club has a shed full of them at the rate you go through them lately, or is that just reserved for me?” I bark at him. His eyes flash with intense anger. “You’d rather stay in a room without a door where any of these bastards can sneak into your bed or watch you dress than stay in my room where you’ll be safe. You’re fucking kidding me, right?” I hadn’t thought about that. There’s no way the door can be replaced in the middle of the night.
Sharing a room with him will only make my attraction and need for his touches grow. I can’t let him break down these walls and discover the truth about why I left Cleveland. As much as my body wants his, I have to resist him. “I’ll stay with one of the girls. I won’t hole up in your room like a club whore. I’m better than that.” Ignoring Slider, he seizes me by the arm. “You aren’t a club whore to me, Dani. Get that out of your fucking head right now. Your ass better be in my room by the time I get back, or I’ll drag you in there myself. Get to packing, Dani. I have to take care of yet another one of the problems you’ve caused the club.” He doesn’t even give me a chance to argue back before he lets me go and walks out the door.
I punch the door frame. “Fucking bastard,” I mutter to myself, forgetting that Slider is perched on my bed. Slider chuckles to himself as I realize what I just said out loud.
“He might be a bastard, sweetheart, but he’s your problem now.” Shoving Slider off of the bed onto the floor, he returns to his feet and helps me pack what little clothes and toiletries I have into laundry baskets and starts to haul them into Hero’s room down the hall. His room is so much bigger than my tiny one. He has king-sized bed with a black comforter and sheets against the wall. A couch, dresser, and TV line the other wall. I think to myself about how typical his man cave is. All it is missing is posters of naked women littering the plain walls and piles of sticky porn magazines. Oh hell, why not throw in a hard tube sock and old pizza boxes to finish off the stereotype. I take the liberty of claiming an empty drawer in his dresser and deposit my clothes into it. He probably won’t like that but tough shit, it happened. He forced me into this arrangement so it’s only fair that I get what I want out of this.