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Enzo.
Never did I expect to go home with him or ride on the back of his bike getting there. Being on the back of a motorcycle was exhilarating. I’d never felt so free feeling the wind whipping around me the way I did.
At his house, I didn’t get the chance to do anything else. We were all about getting clothes off and spending the rest of the night consuming each other. Hands touching all over. Mouth, his and mine, being used to tease and toy. Then him sliding inside me. The positions he took me in left me aching for days.
I’ve only ever had three other experiences, and none of them come close to what Enzo made me feel.
Sighing, I finish my snack and shake off the thought of Enzo. The more I think about him, the more I wish I could have more. But he kicked me out, throwing me to the side. I knew it was a one-night thing. I understood what I was getting into. It doesn’t mean the way he told me to get gone didn’t hurt. Especially when I’d ridden with him and didn’t have a ride home. I ended up walking home since my phone died sometime in the night. I definitely wasn’t going to wait around and hope for him to take me home
Needing to meditate, clear my mind, and feel one with myself, I stand from the chair and head to my garden. There in the middle, I take my place, close my eyes and find the peace within myself, erasing all thoughts of men from my mind.
CHAPTERTWO
WAR
My blood boils, and it’s all I can do to keep my sanity.
I knew the moment Peyton, my VP’s ol’ lady came running into the main room of the clubhouse, having darted down the stairs, something wasn’t right. I focus on her and wait for her to tell Ice whatever it is, but she shows him her phone.
Viking is the next to see it before turning to me and telling me to keep it cool. In that second, I knew I wasn’t gonna like it. Seeing that it was a video of my baby sister being molested has me seeing red. I threw Peyton’s phone across the room, breathing heavily. Doing what I can to keep calm as much as possible. Not an easy feat.
“Brother, we’re gonna get her back, and that cunt is gonna pay for what she’s done,” Ice sneers, slapping a hand on my shoulder.
I don’t say anything. I can’t. For one, Peyton’s still too fucking close, and she’s family. Having been through enough hell, Pey doesn’t need to see me losing it. I glance between Viking and Ice, speaking with my expression that there’s no fucking way I’ll be waiting around.
Viking jerks his chin, and I nod. Spinning on my heel, I head for the doors leading out to where my bike is parked.
“War, hold on, we gotta know what we’re doing?” Maverick calls rushing after me.
“I know what I’m fuckin’ doing, brother. I’m goin’ after my sister,” I snarl, not giving a damn what anyone has to say about it.
“Brother, I get it. We’ve got you’re back on this, and we’ll do anything to help get your sister back, but we need to know what we’re up against.” This came from Grimm coming up next to me.
I shake my head, not listening to any of them. “Gianna and I lived through a lot of shit growing up. I cut ties to that shit a long time ago, but I remember every second of it. I hold the scars from it. Gianna, she might have tough skin because of our past, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have a soft spot. One that I’m not about to let this fuckin’ bitch take away from her.”
I straddle my bike and glance to either side of me, seeing movement. Meeting Viking’s eyes head-on, I take in his nod.
“We’ll get her back,” he calls out, starting his bike.
I nod, starting my own bike.
This is one thing I love about having found my brothers years ago during a time I was lost. They helped bring me out of it, but I’ve been in the dark for so long that there’s no getting out of it. The only time I’ve felt even a semblance of light is when I’m around Gianna. Only one other time I’ve had that, and it was two weeks ago while in my bed with the very woman I haven’t been able to stop thinking about since.
Shaking the thought off, I back out of my spot in sync with my brothers and hit the throttle riding out in order to get Gianna back.
* * *
It takes us twenty minutes to get to the building where I’m sure without a doubt my sister is in. I know in my gut she’s inside it because the woman who owns it is stupid and thinks she’s unstoppable. Veronica will get hers soon enough.
Parking right out front, I notice the fact there are no vehicles in the lot.
“Something about this doesn’t feel right,” Dice mutters.
“Yeah,” I grumble, kick the stand down and swing a leg over, climbing off the back of my bike.
My brothers and I move to the doors and storm inside, finding no one at the front.
“Spread out,” Viking orders pulling his gun out of its holster underneath his cut.
