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“Why is my asking price so low?” Chewy asks. Like actually out loud asks the room,
“I’m guessing it’s because you aren’t a virgin,” Katya answers back
“But that doesn’t make any sense. I have an extensive repertoire of sexual skills. I could even gather references. I feel like that should add to my value, not decrease from it.”
“Hold up, you’re pissed because they’ve put a low reserve on you, not because they are planning to sell you?” Ana looks confused as all hell whilst Chewy nods at her seriously.
I run my hand down my face. I have the only woman in the world that would get upset that her sexual skills have not been marketed properly. I take a few deep breaths to lower my blood pressure, and then it completely skyrockets when I hear Chewy say,
“Hey, they’ve advertised me as ‘good for breeding.’” Oh, hell no!
“Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, is breeding you but me!” I growl out at her. She turns her cute little face up to me before scrunching it up and asking the room,
“Is that a “Thank You” type compliment?”
“Yes!” Every MC member answers at the same time Gus, Ana, and Tav growl out “NO!”
Marx has been pinching the bridge of his nose this whole time and thank god Wire brings us back to where we need to be
“That son of a bitch. He’s targeting the women of his enemies. All the women on the list are related to, or in relationships with, people who want him dead, or whose businesses he wants. Kidnap them, sell them, and everyone working against him will be too preoccupied getting their women back.” It’s pretty fucking genius if it wasn’t so fucking evil.
“Ok. Sniper, you, Judge, Tank, and Switch, I’m gonna have to send you boys back out. I need you on the women that are yet to be taken.” Judge gives Pres a swift nod and motions for the others to mount up.
“I’ve just sent the info to your phones,” Wire yells out to their backs whilst typing and not looking up from his laptop.
“The auction is taking place in three days. So Katya, Chewy, Ana, and Lexi, you four are going to have extra security on you. It’s shitty, but I don’t want you out on the grounds in case we have eyes on.” They all nod at this. “We’ll get to planning on how to take the auction and Kraykowsi down. Details to come.” Marx then turns to look at Chewy, a regretful look on his face.
“Tombs fam, I’m sorry, but we haven’t heard any word on Pops and so far the usual Kraykowski haunts that we’ve had Rider’s and Jule’s street contacts watch over have come up with nothing. No one in or out.”
“I wouldn’t worry too much just yet if I were you.” Tav interrupts Marx. We all look toward him. It seems weird that none of them seem overly concerned. Tav pulls out his phone and taps on the screen a couple of times.
“According to this, he’s fine.”
“What do you mean, he’s fine? How the hell do you know?” My brother growls out. Romans’s eyes ping between the two, a smile playing on his lips.
“Pops has a biometric tracker implant.” Chewy answers. All heads whip her way.
“A fucking what?” That was Squeak, I can tell by his booming voice. Gus sighs before answering.
“A biometric implant. It acts as a tracker, but along with location, it also sends back information on the overall health of the implantee. We all have them. “
“Yup. Reading Pop’s stats, he’s not under any stress or duress. There was a bit of a heart rate spike, but that was more of a cardiovascular exercise-type event, so he may have been going upstairs or jogging or hand-to-hand combat. He’s perfectly fine, and he’s currently on the move, so he’ll be good for a while yet.”
Marx slowly turns around, shoulders slumped, head hung forward and I swear he mutters,
“Mother fucking old man gonna be the death of me. “
“Look, I appreciate you want to bring back Pops for us, but I think all of us can confidently say that he will be fine in the meantime. And he would also be pissed if we put him before helping those women and bringing Kraykowski down. So, Tav, you keep tabs on Pops and let us know once the tracker stops or if he’s in trouble, yeah?” Gus states.
“Sure thing, big bro. So far, he’s still in the area. They made a few stops here and there but haven’t really stopped for any period that would suggest they are holding him somewhere.” Marx and Gus both nod at Tavs’ recount.
“Remember, you also have my men at your disposal. Once you have a location, I’ll send a car and a team for him.” Roman speaks into the room. Gus dips his chin at this. No matter how confident he is in Pops, it’ll still take a weight off his shoulders, knowing he has the Russian mafia as backup. Even though I have a feeling that sneaky bastard is doing it for his own gain, rather than what we are trying to do. I don’t quite trust him yet.
“OK, Gus, can you and Roman join me in my office? Everyone else, call it a night. It’s getting late and there isn’t much more we can do. Everyone has their assignments, but you also need to rest. Nothing more doing tonight.” I nod at my brother and Gus before I gently close Chewy’s laptop.
“Come on baby, let’s get you up to bed, yeah? The sooner you sleep, the sooner you can make a start tomorrow.” She looks up at me with her gorgeous eyes and nods, before standing and taking my hand. I lead her up to our room, and that’s exactly what it is. OUR room. She has her things on my bathroom countertop, and her clothes are next to mine in the chest of drawers, where we made space for them. She has weird knick-knacks on her side table. I’ve even started finding her hair everywhere and I wouldn’t want to change a thing. I didn’t realize how empty my life was before I found her, but I damn sure am not gonna let her go now. I let her shower in our ensuite and I nip down to the communal shower on this floor. Luckily, my old man had the foresight to put in a lot more bathrooms than you would expect.
By the time she steps out of the bathroom, I’m already lying back on our bed with the sheet over my lap. My gorgeous girl is standing there as naked as the day she was born, and I can feel the sheet moving over my thickening cock.
