Page 1 of Seized By Solo

CHAPTER ONE

SOLO

Pres talks to the room while we sit in Church. We are going over our weekly schedule and making sure the club businesses are still bringing in money. Since kids started popping up, Pres, aka my father, Tag, has had us working towards making things more legit.

Dutch yawns from his seat, no doubt tired from being woken by Una. She has been feeling unwell this past week.

“Brother, you need coffee,” I state with a smile.

“Una is still not sleeping well. She’s getting pains in her legs at night; lots of cramping. I’m taking her to see the doc later.”

“Son, Nadine will help look after her when you need to work,” Pres offers.

Dutch is already shaking his head. “You know Una; she’s stubborn as fuck. She just wants to rest and work from bed. Shehates bothering people. I’m going to have to tie her hands to the bed so she can’t work, if she won’t listen.” He grins.

“Are you tying her to the bed to make her sleep, or is it so you can fuck her while she can’t run from you?” Kink jokes. Dutch flips him off.

“Man, I need to stick my dick in my wife. It has been two weeks since I’ve had her. My balls fucking hate me.” He sighs, sinking into his seat.

“Force Una to take some time for herself, and for you both. Fuck me, when Adele gets pregnant, I am taking all the babysitting offers that come our way. There is no way I’m not fucking my woman when I want.” Kink winks at our brother.

My baby brother has been trying to knock his ol’ lady up so he can tie her to him for life. I chuckle at the thought.

As I picture my brother having kids, I can’t help but think of Elsie and her twin kids. I haven’t seen them in over a year, by her request. Once we got rid of her arsehole of a husband, she told Adele and Una that she needed time away from everyone; time to find herself, and for the kids to settle into a life without their dad.

I have kept tabs on her and she is thriving. The kids go to a good school and Elsie is working at a local supermarket. Thankfully, she isn’t seeing anyone. My guy, who is watching over her, has made sure no fucker gets close to her—not that Elsie would know she is being watched.

“Deal with your ol’ lady. She needs to stop being stubborn.” Pres’ voice brings me back to the room.

Sitting up, I pay attention to the group of men who are my family. Hell, half of them helped raise me along with my father after my mum passed away.

Dutch nods to Pres, and then Kink speaks up.

“I got a call from Émile.” My baby brother shakes his head, and I have to fight to keep my chuckle in.

“What does he want for the contract this time? A blowjob?” Woody says, laughing, and we all join in.

Émile is one of the many contacts the club has when dealing with transporting guns, and the twink fucker has a thing for Kink. To keep the contract we have open with him, my baby brother has to kiss him whenever they do a handover, but since Kink claimed Adele, Émile has been more than a handful.

“No, he wants a fucking discount because I took his kisses away. The fucker,” Kink gripes, glaring at the men around the room.

I cough into my hand, trying to refrain from laughing again.

“We can offer up Woody,” I call out.

Every head swings in my direction. All gazes are filled with amusement, but not Woody’s. No, the older man is glaring like he wants to cut my balls off. I wink at him and the prick throws a beermat at me.

“Why me, you beastly fuck? I’m not the only single member here. What about you?”

I smirk at the old timer. “Got me a woman, brother.”

“Like fuck you do. You can’t claim that shit when you haven’t seen her in over a year. You’ve even been fucking the club girls. Doesn’t look to me like you have a woman.”

I grit my teeth at his words. “I have not fucked anyone since Elsie left, you prick.”

“It’s true. He’s kept it in his jeans; turned every one of the sluts down,” Kink chimes in, having my back.

I nod to him, even though he knows I can handle myself.

---