Amber moans from my desk, where she arches her back, shoving her fingers deep inside her exposed cunt as she smiles at me. My fucking patience has gone.
My paperwork that was once in order is all over the floor, four men are still selling laced cocaine in our territory, Violet is struggling, and the club still needs to fucking grovel to Tats, who decided to try and hand his fucking patch, my son has only just spoken to me, and my girl, the woman I love, has decided to take a job over a thousand miles away.
Fuck this shit!
My anger takes over as I storm over to Amber, whose grin widens as I grip her hair, but she soon screams as I drag her off my desk, causing her to land with a thump on the floor. She screams louder as I drag her to my door.
"Please, Breaker, stop-stop," she cries, but I ignore her. I'm fucking ready to slit her throat.
I yank her harder as Phil rushes into the room with Suzy trailing him. He grins, while Suzy pales. I point at her as I throw Amber's naked body at Phil and say, "If I fucking find out that you helped her into my office, never mind your fucking job, Suzy, I'll kill you." She takes a step back. I look at Phil and state, "Throw the fucking trash out, and keep an eye on that bitch."
He nods, and grabs Amber's arm, yanking her up as she tries to cover herself while crying. He grips Suzy's arm, dragging them both down the hallway. I quickly grab my phone and message Tech.
Me: Amber was in my office naked, getting herself off, paperwork everywhere. Check the cameras to see who helped her, then hold them in the outhouse.
I look around the room, my anger boiling. The pressure of everything this past month is getting too much. I kick my desk in anger once, twice, and three times before a voice behind me speaks, making me whirl around.
"What did that desk ever do to you?"
I lock eyes with Quinn's father, Paul. His eyes look sad, his body posture stiff, and I tilt my head and admit, "I just caught an ex-fling getting herself off my desk a few minutes ago. Winning back your daughter is hard enough as it is. I don't need her trying to use this as another excuse."
He hums and says, "I was wondering why a naked woman was being dragged out the door." He looks around the room. "Jack mentioned she ended things with you last month after you were set up."
I sigh, leaning against my desk, and admit, "She did. She was looking for an excuse to bolt. I could see the love in her eyes, and it scared her." I shake my head. "I just don't understand why. I can get a high school or college boyfriend cheating on her, but the fear she has just doesn't make sense, and nothing is fucking adding up!" I run a frustrated hand through my hair and admit, "I'm running out of time. She accepted a job in California."
He flinches at my words before shock crosses his face, and he rasps, "She's leaving?"
I furrow my brows. "She didn't tell you?" He shakes his head. I tell him the truth. "Lola, a club brothers' sister, has a thing for me, has for years, but I've never given her the indication or any signs that I felt the same way. She went on a witch hunt to ruin Quinn's reputation and get her fired. Snake and I tried to sort it out, but Lola went to the parents first, despite never going to the school and none of them knowing her, and they want Quinn out."
Anger shines in his eyes. "And what punishment is this girl getting?"
I admit, "She's been banned from the club and all club activities. Her dad told me that she's been trying to contact Quinn to apologize, but obviously, Goldie doesn't want anything to do with her, and I don't blame her."
Paul scoffs, "She felt guilty when the damage was done?"
I nod. "She did." He shakes his head, and I state, "I won't let her leave, Paul. I can promise you that now."
He nods, placing his hands on his hips, and says, "The reason why I'm here…Jack and I spoke, and he explained your trouble, trying to win my stubborn daughter ‘round. I thought you had a right to know why she's closed off and why she wants nothing to do with me or her momma and, by extension, Jack. I'm helping you because the light in her eyes when we saw you two together hadn't been there since she was a child. We all want that light back." I furrow my brows, and he sighs. "Fuck…. When she was seven, her Grams had a heart attack. When we admitted Grams to the hospital, Quinn’s momma asked her to grab me from my office."
Oh fuck, I can see where this is going, the guilt in his eyes, but his next words prove my theory.
"She walked in on me fucking a nurse over my desk."
I drop my chin to my chest on a sigh. Yep, that will fucking make you hate love.
He clears his throat. "It was the one time, and something I regret to this day. The nurse, she, uh, was trying to get pregnant, wanting my money, but I didn't know that at the time. My marriage was struggling; my woman hadn't touched me in a month because she'd seen this nurse flirt with me, and I didn't do anything about it. It's no excuse. I fucked up, and then my mother-in-law died, and my woman needed me. She was adamant she wanted a divorce, but I wouldn't let her. I forced her into marriage counseling while she wasn't of sound mind, which I know was fucked up, but I didn't want to lose her, and Quinny, well…."
I look at him. "She realized you used her mother’s emotional state to win her back."
He nods. "I ruined her childhood, Breaker. I ruined how she saw me, how she saw love. I fucking ruined everything for her, and she's never forgiven me. Fuck, she was adamant she was going to be a doctor at one point, a pediatrician. Then she saw what she saw…." He sighs. "A few years ago, my woman and Jack tried to get us in the same room, not telling either of us…since then, she has barely spoken to either of them."
I groan, run my hand over my face, and ask, "I've got a lot of work to do, haven't I?"
He sighs and says, "You have, and for that, I am sorry. But you should also know, before she ended things with you, the nurse confronted her." I look up in shock. He nods. "She accused my daughter of ruining her chances of a lavish lifestyle. I'm sorry, son. If I hadn't done what I did by being a pathetic idiot, you'd probably still be together. Her heart is closed off. She won't give me a chance, or speak to her mother, and now she's pushed you away."
I shake my head. "I won't let this stop us. I won't let her run."
He nods. "I know. I just thought you deserved the truth because she already hates me, anyway. I hope you can win her back because, if Quinny moves, then we've all lost her."