Page 37 of Music City Diaries

Instead, I was a pussy-whipped boy, unable to get her out of his head.

A slap on my back jolted me, and I tensed, not knowing who it was. I peeked out of the corner of my eye and spotted my father. Everything in me wanted to pull away, gut him, and ride off into the sunset back to my girl.

But that wasn’t the plan. I was really starting to hate the plan.

Tank had been partially truthful to Darcie about the program. What he’d failed to mention was I’d been a part of the program from the very beginning, just not in any official capacity yet. It was my father who had sent me there to be a double agent in the first place, hoping to get one over Hank the Tank.

He hadn’t taken into consideration I’d fallen in love with a girl and had an agenda of my own. When Hank had asked me why I wanted to be part of MCD, I’d told him flat out, surprisinghim. The memory of the conversation had been playing in my mind the past few months as I reminded myself of my goal and responsibility.

“Why do you want to be part of the Mavericks, Son?”

I gritted my teeth, biting back the words. “My father sent me here to learn your secrets and to use them against you so he can take over your club someday. He doesn’t trust you and wants in on whatever foothold you seem to have gained.”

He watched me, a careful look on his face. “I’ll ask it again. Why do you want to be part of MCD?”

I relaxed, respecting the man I’d always watched from the shadows when we’d visit. “I want to become the best, so I can kill my father and take over his reign.”

“While I admire your ambition, what would make you a better leader? I don’t condone patricide.”

“My father is a murderer, thief, and a liar. He sold my mother off to another club when he was in debt. He doesn’t protect those in his club and demands blind loyalty. He’s a vile dictator who only wants power and control. He doesn’t care about anyone or anything. I’ve seen what you can do here, I know your club is different, and I want that type of place. I love to ride, and I know it’s a life I’ll lead, but I just don’t want to do it under him.”

“Why not join another club then? Why kill your father and take over?”

“Because it’s never that simple, is it?” I asked, keeping my gaze steady. Sucking in a breath, I took a chance and told Hank my secrets. “One, I’m in love with your daughter, have been ever since I knew what girls were.”

He chuckled, giving me a different look over now. “And two?”

“I have a special needs sister. She’s away at school now, but one day she’ll return, and when she does, I want it to be a safe place.”

Hank cupped his jaw regarding me. “If you pass the program, then I’ll read you into what’s really going on here. As for my daughter, you’ll have to win her heart on your own.”

“How was your trip? Did you make contact with a buyer?”

I nodded, taking the last shot and turning to deal with my father. Now that I was older, I was as big as him, possibly even bigger.

“He’s agreed to the arrangement and will be ready for you at the end of the month.”

“Good, good. Come, I have a present for you.”

He smiled wide, not building a lot of confidence in me that I’d like this present. I’d been able to arrange the meeting to coincide with Darcie’s birthday. I hadn’t planned on sleeping with her, but it was the only thing on my mind once I was there.

Especially after watching her online for months.

I’d been heartbroken at first when I saw what she was doing, but then I realized why. I knew she needed to find her own footing in her sexuality, and with me leaving, she didn’t have someone to help cover bills. She was surviving and healing, and it was all I wanted for her. I couldn’t be mad at her for finding her own way.

So, I sucked it up and watched and discovered a whole new reason to love her. Darcie was blossoming, and I couldn’t deny her the space to do that, even if it hurt to think she could forget me. She didn’t know I was there, but I never missed a video, and it allowed me to help her without her knowing. It kept me in her world in a safe way.

Walking through the dusty club, I nodded at a few other members, but mostly, I kept my focus on the man next to me. Destroyer wasn’t one for words, so I walked silently next to him, calculating all the different things he could have for me.

When I stepped into my room, I stopped, frozen in my tracks. It wasn’t uncommon to see naked women in the clubhouse, many of them sweet butts hoping to score or become an old lady.

But the two young females lying on my bed, kissing and touching one another, weren’t what I expected. I swallowed, turning to my father. “I don’t understand.”

He laughed. “Fuck, Maddox. I thought you were shy, but you do know what pussy is, right? Please tell me you’re not a virgin? Did Tank not have any prime-grade sweet butts for you to fuck while you were there?”

“I’m not a virgin,” I said, ignoring the rest. At least now when I said that it was true. My father had been on me to taste the products more recently, but I never expected him to go out of his way by shoving two naked teens at me. Not that I was a lot older at 24, but they barely looked 18. “Why are you giving me girls?” I asked, turning to him. “I’m capable of finding my own.”

“I thought you could use a distraction from your girl now that you’re here to stay. And after your trip, I wanted to reward you. But if you don’t want my gift, then I’ll just give them to the guys.”

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