Page 36 of Hells Bells


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Ella: Wait. I already know the answer. Don’t call or text me. Forget we ever met!

Forget we ever met?That did it. I called her again. Straight to fucking voicemail.

It was after three o’clock, and she was working at Apple Andy’s until six. The diner closed early on Sundays.

I’m having a craving for apple pie...

Ten minutes later, I strolled into the joint and sat in my usual booth, in Ella’s section. When our eyes met, she went white as a ghost. I gestured with my finger for her to come to me.

Ella looked at Brenda and whispered something to her. They turned back toward me with disgusted expressions.

I cocked my head and mouthed,Come. Here.

Ella came out from behind the counter. Her steps were slow and guarded. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was formulating a plan to bolt out of the building, or maybe she had a knife in her skirt pocket and would try to stab me. The very thought made me chuckle.

“What do you want?” she asked, several feet from the table.

“Is that any way to talk to your boyfriend? I only come here for pie… and you.”

“Fine. I’ll get you a slice of apple pie and an iced tea. But you can’t have me. Not anymore.” She whirled around and left.

I seethed, watching her ass swing side to side as she went behind the counter. Her sass unleashed the animal in me. No other chick drove me out of my mind the way Ella did. And I knew why.

She was my person.

Sweet and salty, with a dash of spice.

Ella filled the crater in my soul and soothed my brokenness. Without her, evil would consume me, and I’d never amount to anything more than a Hell’s Bells biker.

Before her, I had no aspirations to do good.

Now, I only wanted to make her happy and dirty her the fuck up.

“Apple pie and sweet tea.” She set the plate and glass in front of me. “Now, leave me alone.”

I grabbed her by the wrist before she could leave, making her gasp. “Bathroom. Now,” I hissed through clenched teeth.

Something flashed in her eyes. I couldn’t tell if it was terror or elation. Maybe a little of both.

“I don’t appreciate you coming to my work and bossing me around!” She stomped toward the bathroom, capturing the attention of the diners, Brenda, and the cook.

I grinned and followedmywoman.

“God, you infuriate me!” She threw open the door to the women’s bathroom and entered. “What happened to your club sluts? Hmm?”

“Your fucking mouth will always get you into trouble.” I gripped her arm, pushed her against the door, and bolted it. “If you didn’t want me coming here, you should’ve answered my fucking calls.” I leaned my chest against hers.

“Didn’t see the point, since you were set on getting wasted and fucking anything with a pussy!”

I reared my head back. She’d never dropped an F-bomb before. “Not sure how I feel about you having a filthy mouth.” I pinched her lips closed.

She rolled her eyes and pushed me back.

I didn’t budge. “A potty mouth doesn’t look good on you, baby. It makes you sound like all the other bitches I’ve fucked.”

The palm of her hand collided with my cheek.Slap!

“Ouch,” I said with a smirk and lifted her skirt. “What, baby? Did I insult you?”

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