Page 3 of Ace's Ascension

“Keep your fucking hands off me,” I growl. I turn and see that Amber, the latest patch bunny to enter our club, is the owner of the intruding fingers. “This’ll be your only warning. No one touches me unless I allow it. Are we clear?”

Amber nods her head, her long brown hair falling over her chest. Her big brown eyes are filled with fear. Good, she needs to understand you don’t fuck with me. “Sorry, Ace. I thought…”

“That’s the problem, Amber. You thought.” I cut her off. “You’re not here to think. You’re here to please the men in our Club who want your attention. That’s what you signed up for when you stepped through those doors. I know the rules were explained to you. You don’t like it, get the fuck out.” I release her wrist and she takes a much needed step back. “Unless I tell you to touch me, keep your claws to yourself. No one touches me.”

I know I’m being a dickhead but after the conversation with Stryker, I’m in a pissy mood. She caught me by surprise and I fucking hate surprises. Nothing good ever comes from them. “I’m sorry.” Amber mumbles. “I’ll remember next time.”

“Good. Now go and entertain someone who wants attention. I’m sure one of the three new guys would love your skill set.” Duke picked her up at a strip joint in the city and she was more than willing to come here. The things she can do with her body, bending it in angles unheard of, she’s a rare woman in the mix of all the bunnies here. I smile to soften the harshness of the way I treated her. See, I’m not a total dick. Amber walks in the direction of the living room swaying her hips and grabbing theattention of the one named Tank. I watch as he grins at Amber while she dances in front of him.

I finally make it into the kitchen. Kayne and Poison are sitting at the table nestled in the corner having a private conversation. I’m surprised they’re not tearing each other’s clothes off. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve walked in on them in a compromising position. Since Rooster’s little girl Elsa came into the Clubhouse, there haven’t been a lot of compromised situations in the open. Kayne and Poison stop talking and look in my direction while I make myself a cup of coffee.

Once I have the steaming cup of life in my hands and take a sip, letting the hot liquid coat my throat and stomach, I acknowledge them. “Prez, what’s the word?”

“Things are moving according to plan. We should have information on the Kozlov brothers by the end of the week. Thanks to you and your skills.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear.” I lean against the counter taking another sip of my coffee letting it flow into my bloodstream, the caffeine awakening my body. “What about our visitors?”

“They have more info about Steam and we have info into their issues too.” Kayne’s being cryptic and we must have more ears than the three of us. I keep my mouth shut and nod my head.

“Ready for Church when you are.”

“Let me round up the brothers. I’ll meet you in there.” Kayne gives Poison a quick kiss and rises from the table. He walks out of the kitchen leaving just the two of us here.

“Ace,” Poison starts and I hold up my hands to stop her pity.

“I’m good Poison, I promise.”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t be, Poison. I’ve got it all under control. I’ve been doing this for years and know how to decompress when needed.”

“Well, that's not what I’m worried about.” She wraps her hands around the mug sitting on the table.

“You’ve lost me. I’m not sure what you’re worried about then.” I’m confused as fuck at what she’s talking about.

“I’m worried that no one here has your attention, Ace. There are so many attractive women here and you don’t bat an eye at them.”

Oh, that’s what she’s getting at. Motherfucker. “Well, Poison, no one here does it for me. I don’t know what you want me to do. I’m true to myself and the moment the right one does catch my eye, you’ll be the first to know.”

“You promise? I don’t want you to always be alone.”

“I promise. You have bigger things to worry about than my love life.”

Poison smirks, “Yeah I do. But you’re family so that worry extends to you.”

“I appreciate it. But don’t get your panties in a bunch, mama. I’ll be fine.” I head toward the Chapel. “You coming?” Poison took a hiatus from Club issues while she was pregnant with her and Kayne’s little Savage. Now that Emine or Emi is born, Poison has been slowly getting back into the swing of things.

“Yup.” Poison stands up from the table and joins me walking to Church. We put our phones in a box before entering and take our respective seats at the table. Being the first one in here puts me on edge but also lets me be able to watch who enters, when they enter and make sure no one touches me, even if by accident.

Everyone enters including our three guests and the one named Tank cocks an eyebrow at Poison being in here. My teeth are on edge the way he’s questioning our Club. I clench my raw fists on the table, ready to punch this cocksucker in the mouth if he says anything about it. My eyes don’t leave him and I’m daring him silently to say a word, any word and I’ll be up and out of this chair in a flash with his life in my hands. Kayne slamshis gavel on the table, silencing the room and calming my inner monster from unleashing holy hell, but only by a fraction. I’m on edge again and I don’t like it.

Kayne turns his attention to Tank, Cobra and Reaper who are sitting at the end of the table near Duke and Poison. “What do you have for us?”

Tank leans forward, steepling his hands together in front of him. “My Prez, Chainz, found out some info that pertains to your Club getting out from underneath Steam’s hold. He’d like to have a sit down with you and discuss details moving forward.”

“What kind of info?” Kayne clenches his jaw tight. If anyone wants this more, it’s Kayne. “We’ve got that part handled. I don’t see what your Prez has that will help us.”

“Black Market Railroad.” Three little words from Tank send our whole Club into a frenzy. Shouts, grumbles and fists slamming on the table fill the room. Tempers flare and the stress level here just shot up about fifty notches.

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