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While I do have a little sympathy for Ashley and Ginger with them coming forward, it doesn’t fully dampen my anger. My guess is that Ginger’s in the same boat as Ashley of having nowhere to go if they’re kicked out.
Narrowing my eyes at Tiffany, I rip Dragon’s hand off my waist and stalk over to her. Yanking the gag out of her mouth, I get right in her face.
“What the fuck did I ever do to you to make you want to do all of that to me?”
“They should have been mine! I was the one that they preferred since Monica was kicked out. It should be me wearing their cut, not you, you fucking bitch!”
I grin as I grip her chin hard, but not hard enough to bruise.
“Do you honestly think any one of these men want to take a club bunny who has had sex with all of their brothers as their Old Lady? Do you really think they want to have someone who has had all of their holes filled by each and every one of their brothers? No, they don’t. And if you had managed to pull off all that shit with the food and trashing the clubhouse, don’t you realize that I wouldn’t have been the only one that looked like a failure to the other clubs? If that shit did happen, it would reflect poorly on the club as well.”
She balks, shock evident on her face before she masks it again with anger. Damn bitch really hadn’t thought the whole thing through.
“How the fuck do you know that none of them want us as an Old Lady, bitch?”
“If they had wanted you as an Old Lady, wouldn’t you already be one by now? If memory serves, the last one of all of you to join the ranks was Roxy, and that was almost a year ago. You’re the bunny that’s been here the longest at four years. If being an Old Lady was your goal, I would think that if you haven’t become one in that amount of time, then it most likely wasn’t going to happen.”
Tiffany roars at my words as she tries to escape from Bear’s iron-clad grip. I release my grip on her chin, but don’t step back. If doubt she’ll manage to get out of Bear’s grasp, but if she does, I’ll be prepared.Fuck. My cut will make getting to my blades harder. I’m going to have to make some modifications to my armor.
“How about we answer this question once and for all?” Axe calls out as he stands, and all the bunnies turn their attention to him. “Levi’s right. None of us want an Old Lady that has been with every single one of our brothers.”
“If that was your goal when you signed up to be a club bunny, then you might want to seriously consider packing your bags and leaving,” Timber says, and the other men voice their agreement with him.
Turning back to the bunnies, there are a few that look like their hopes have been dashed but surprisingly, most don’t look all that shocked by the revelation. Taking a few steps back, I feel both Dragon and Thor wrap their arms around my waist. I look at each of the bunnies in turn before I speak again.
“Take some time to think about the changes and what all was said today. I expect all of you ladies to meet back here at 10 am tomorrow after breakfast. If you are here, then we’ll go over your rotations and any questions you may have. If you’re absent from the meeting, then Iwilltake that as your decision to leave the club. Anything that is left in your room after the meeting will be boxed up. If you do not claim the items within three days, they will be thrown in the trash or burned. Any questions?”
Of course, Tiffany chooses to speak up.
“Yes! Why dowehave to change what we’ve been doing? That bitch comes in here on her high horse and suddenly changes everything! Why should we have to listen to her?”
Growls come from behind me and judging by how rigid both of my men are standing, they’re barely containing their anger toward her.
“Bitch, if you’d take a look at your Pres and Enforcer, you’ll realize you’re a breath away from being kicked out of the club and possibly even banned if you keep talking about their Old Lady like that,” Judge says. Tiffany looks at Thor and shrinks back a bit before standing up straight.
“What I said still stands. Why should we have to listen to her when we’ve been around longer than her? She’s been here for two months and now we have to obey her every demand? She should be listening to the one that’s been here the longest. This is bullshit!” she cries as she stomps her foot like a child. Laughter erupts across the room, and I shake my head in disbelief.
“Fucking idiot,” Sasha says as she laughs. “You’re a club bunny. You honestly believe a club bunny would be ranked higher than an Old Lady?”
Tiffany pauses before puffing out her chest. “Yes, whoever is the most senior should be the one in charge.”
She juts out her chin and Trixie side-steps away from her, looking down in shame. Well, she steps away as much as she can with Judge and Ryder’s grips on her arms. Laughter erupts once again from around the room, and Tiffany looks at them in confusion.
“Bitch, a bunny is at the bottom of the fucking ladder in any MC. It’s always that way, no matter how long you’ve been here. Old Ladies and girlfriends of the brothers are cherished. Same with any kids of the brothers,” Smoke says as he glares at her.
Tiffany turns redder, and I’m actually starting to worry if she’ll have a heart attack or burst a blood vessel or something.
Trixie clears her throat and looks at me pleadingly. “May I please say something?”
I nod, and she takes a deep breath.
“While I do have somewhere I can go if I am kicked out, I’d rather not. It… it isn’t a safe place, and I’d be dead by next weekend, most likely, or sold to some sick fuck. I know I’m already on strike two and this mess might have me at strike three, but…” she pauses as she worries her lip before looking at me. “Is there any way I could have one more chance? I promise I won’t fuck it up.”
I still at her words. What kind of family does she have that would kill her or sell her off if she went home? Thor clears his throat and squeezes my hip. Fuck, I hope that means we’ll at least be able to talk to her and that he isn’t kicking her out.
“Trixie, after this and before we make a decision, we’ll meet to discuss a few things with you. I want to understand what you just said better,” Thor says. She nods but hangs her head as she shrinks in on herself. Glancing around at the rest of the guys, they all look pissed and I’m pretty sure it’s directed to whoever the hell her family is, and if they really would do something like that.
“Tiffany, this is considered your third strike. Especially since you’ve just shown that you most likely won’t change your ways. Phoenix, Bear–escort her to her room so she can gather her shit. Don’t take your eyes off her,” Thor says. They both give him a chin lift and drag Tiffany away as she shrieks for someone to help her.
