Of course, she did. I never should have taught her how to climb a tree. But even I gotta admit she’s one hell of a woman when it comes to being resourceful. I just have to get her to stopoverthinking every damn thing and give in to the fact she’s mine, and I’m hers.
That’s one battle I’m not giving up on. She’ll learn and hopefully learn sooner rather than later.
CHAPTER 20
ARIES
We pull in front of the building where the fight club is held ten minutes late. I didn’t give a fuck so long as he was still gonna give us the information we needed him to give. Glancing around, I spot only two cars close by. At the doors, two men were standing there, eyes in our direction, expressionless expressions on their faces.
“Let’s get this over with,” Viper states as we park and shut our bikes off.
“The sooner we get this done, the faster I get to Rory,” I mutter, toeing the kickstand down in place.
I hadn’t had time to search out Rory before leaving, and I wanted to. I wanted to be back in bed with her, enjoying her sinful body. Teaching her that I wasn’t going to do anything that was going to fuck up what the two of us are going to have.
“Hell, you want to get to her, I’ve got to get back to Jade in time to take her for an ultrasound appointment she scheduled. We’re finding out what the baby is and she’ll kill me if she has to reschedule,” Viper gripes and swings his leg over, climbing off the back of his bike.
“She’s got you wrapped around her little finger.” Cyprus snorts.
Chuckling, I follow suit, knowing my VP is right. We all know Viper will do anything for Jade, including killing to protect her. She means everything to him, and I get it. It’s the same for me when it comes to Rory. She’s the part of me I knew was missing for so damn long that it darkened my world, hardened me against the world. No longer am I the nice guy my family and friends knew. I still care for my family and will do anything for them, but the rest of the world, minus those in my club, can go fuck themselves.
“The boss is waiting for you,” one of the two guys at the door states as we approach.
“Yeah, we know,” I grunt, not really giving a damn. “Where is he?”
“Follow me,” the second guy says, opening the door and stepping in.
The four of us follow the guard into the building and down a long hall leading away from the arena where we all competed the last time we were here. That had been a brutal night. Each of us had to take a match where we each killed a man. It was fucked, but we’d done it to get Rosemary back. And Kevlar since he’d made the damn deal that put his ass on the line to free his woman.
We all stop just outside an open office door. From where I stood, I could see Izaiah sitting behind a desk, head bent forward, pen in hand.
“Come on in here and have a seat,” he calls out, not looking up.
Together, my brothers and I step into the office and claim the seats situated in front of the desk Izaiah’s behind. Only then does he lift his head and look at each of us. His eyes came to me last.
“You know our mutual acquaintance had a lot to say about you. He sincerely doesn’t like you.”
“Feelings mutual,” I grunt.
“How about we skip the bullshit and get right to it,” Viper suggests.
“Agreed,” Cyprus mutters. “We don’t have all day.”
Izaiah straightens in his seat, looking like he’s some type of ruler. “You’ve had your man looking into my business. I don’t appreciate this.”
“Vulture was looking into Roger, and it tied into your business,” Viper states, not backing down or denying what Vulture had been doing. “Your business is tied into him, and we need all the intel we can get in order to deal with him.”
“I can see this, and it’s the only reason I agreed to this meet. I don’t like people looking into what I do here. I have an iron-tight security system that not only keeps people out but also keeps them in. The same goes for my computers. I work hard to keep things from being hacked. Vulture needs to stay out of it. He does it again, and I’ll see it as a personal attack on me.”
“Long as you give us what we want, he’ll stop trying to get in your computers’ back doors.”
I nod,’ agreeing with Vipers words. I didn’t give a flying fuck what Izaiah did with his business so long as it stayed out of our own.
Izaiah nods, readjusts in his seat, and leans back. “Roger wants to make a deal with me. I would prefer to cut ties with him. I’ve been working to do just that. Enyo and Dominic were the ones who put us in business with him. They thought it was a good way to wash our money. I didn’t agree, and he’s in my opinion, a flea that should be squashed.”
“So, why haven’t you cut him out yet?” I question out of curiosity.
“Because I’ve had to ensure I have somewhere else to wash the money that comes through this establishment. I’ve been working on that diligently to make sure my other partners and I are covered when shit hits the fans when we cut Roger and his personnel out completely.” Izaiah waves a hand around as if waving away a pest and clears his throat, eyes locked on me. “Roger wants his property back, as he calls your woman. I will assume she’s your woman.”