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Chapter 1
Zane
“Fuck yeah, take it all,” I demand, holding tightly onto Daisy’s hair. She’s got my dick so far down her throat I’m surprised she’s not choking. I don’t give a shit, I just need to get off. She’s always more than willing to help with that.
She moans against me and I pull her hair harder, rocking my hips. She’s a good distraction, which is what I need. One more moan as she cups my balls and I come down her throat. She takes every drop and pulls off licking her lips. Her blonde hair falls back as she looks up at me from the floor. Her tits drag up my body as she stands up. I grab her ass, her thong the only thing separating us.
“My turn, Z,” she smiles and lays down on the bed.
“Z,” Enzo yells, banging on the door. “Let’s go, brother.”
I tuck my cock away and button my jeans. “Gotta go,” I say, kissing her cheek.
“Fucking tease,” she mumbles.
I turn to face her, slipping my cut back on. “What the fuck did you just say?”
She scrabbles off the bed holding her hands up. “Nothing.”
“Don’t forget who signs your goddamn paychecks, sweetheart,” I say, lighting a cigarette and walking out.
Neon lights, tits, and stripper poles greet me as I come out of the back. I pull a drag of my smoke when I notice Enzo and Brooks are waiting for me. “What’s up?”
“Get your dick sucked on your own time and her own time. You’re costing me money taking the merchandise to sample for yourself,” Brooks warns.
“Maybe you need to get your dick sucked,” I retort.
“Watch it, boy,” he warns, moving close to my face.
“Both of you cut the shit,” Enzo says. “We need to be around the table.”
I grab a shot off the bar as I pass by and we go through the door that leads us to the room we spend so much of our time in. All the guys are in there and when the three of us walk in they sit. Brooks takes his seat at the head of the table, Enzo to his left, and me to his right.
“I heard from one of our girls that Kingsley is trying to take some of them. He needs to be reminded who owns pussy around here,” Brooks states, a puff of smoke circling his head.
“So we’ll go check out the competition and leave a reminder,” I reply, looking down at the guys.
Kace, my best friend, gives me a small grin. This is the shit he lives for. It’s the shit we all live for. It’s just been a while for him. He got shot and while he fought for his life, he was missing out on this one. I’ll make sure he gets what he needs tonight.
“Z, you, Reid, and Alex go. Enzo and I need to go meet with our tight ass realtor to see if he’s found any properties for Souls Two. The rest of you stay here and make sure shit is running smooth. If any of Kingsley’s guys come, show them the fucking door,” Brooks explains.
“Kace is with me, Alex can stay and help here,” I say, lighting another smoke.
Brooks looks down the table at Kace and nods his head. “You ready for this?”
“I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t,” Kace replies.
“Fine, Kace, Z, and Reid, head over to Kingsley’s. Everyone else you know what you’re doing. It’s the end of the month, so we need to hear from Porter,” Brooks advises.
“Dues are all paid, girls are making a fucking killing, which means we’re making a killing. We’ve doubled what we made last month,” Porter says.
Everyone at the table shouts. Some hit the table and it’s nothing but smiles. Money, legit money, keeps us all happy. That’s not to say that sometimes we don’t earn less than legit, but that’s all part of this life. We aren’t riding around causing chaos, but we also don’t avoid it. It’s not for everyone, not by far. I was raised in this life. Raised knowing one day I would wear this cut. My grandfather, James, was president, followed by my father, Axel, and now my Uncle Brooks. I’ve been around pussy and tits since I can remember. Sex, drinking, and bikes. I saw a lot as a kid. The first time I saw someone killed I was only five. I should’ve been scared, I should’ve cried, but I didn’t. I watched, curious. The guy was begging for mercy as my grandfather and father beat him until there was nothing but blood. My grandfather is the one that shot him. It was in that moment that I knew I wanted to be a part of this. I wanted the power that I saw my grandfather and father had. My mother, Adalyn, walked away from the club after my father was killed. She wanted me to walk away too, but I couldn’t. These are my brothers, my family. I’ll never abandon them. I’ll either die for them or die because of them. Either way, it’s how I want it.
“Z,” Reid says, hitting my arm. I snap out of my thoughts and grab the stack of money.
Damn we did make a killing. We all get up, but before I walk out, Brooks calls my name.
“You sure Kace is up for this? I can’t have shit go bad because you want your friend with you.”
“I wouldn’t do shit to jeopardize this club or Kace. He’s ready, he needs this.” I slap his back and grin. “You’re the one who made me SAA, trust that.”
&n
bsp; I put my huge earnings in the room I just had my dick sucked in, locking it in the safe that’s hidden in my closet. I go meet Kace and Reid out front, we all light up and I explain how I want things to be done. It’s my job to keep them safe. Not that I think Kingsley is going to pull out a gun, but I wouldn’t put shit past his scumbag crew. Kingsley and his guys are our competition with the strip club. His MC would be what you’d consider upper class. They are an MC of money, with endless resources, and our truest enemy. Over the years the rivalry has gotten worse. The Shattered Souls and the Vegas Kings will never see eye to eye. The wounds are deep and keep getting deeper. This newest shit he’s pulling, opening a strip club, he’s crossing a line. We handle pussy, they handle drugs. It’s the way it’s always been, until a few weeks ago. He’s starting a war he doesn’t want to have.
