Page 15 of Seized By Solo

It gives me time to think about Elsie and what she went through. No woman ever deserves the kind of shit she went through, and I can’t wait to show her that not all men are the same.

CHAPTER EIGHT

ELSIE

The kids giggle as they play on the play set the clubhouse has at the compound. I was shocked to see a steel wall come up from the ground when Dutch flipped a switch. It took seconds to appear. They said it’s for protection for the kids.

I know that I should not want my kids around a club that invites danger, but I also know the members will do whatever it takes to protect one of theirs.

I look around and see some of the guys cleaning their bikes, or working on them. There is one prospect who is cleaning the windows, and one by the gate. I was told he is also there for protection.

Solo and two other members have been missing for three days. It makes my heart hurt a little knowing he didn’t come to say goodbye before he left to do whatever he needed to do. He told me that I’m not ready for him, and to a degree, I agree with him, but I also can’t ignore how he makes me feel.

For years I felt dirty, not worthy of a man’s attention, but yet, I crave Solo’s. I have since that day at the hospital and I saw how fiercely protective he was of me and the kids. It was something triggered deep inside of me. Adele told me one day, that it was like a switch goes off in the Huskins’ men’s heads when they meet their women.

Whenever I think of Solo, my body heats up like never before. Not that I have a lot of experience. I have only ever been with Nigel.

“Mum, did you see how high I went?” Ricky calls out to me.

“I did, sweetheart. You are going to give me a heart attack one day, kiddo.” He giggles.

Ruthie climbs over the climbing frame, waving at me like a loon. Her smile is infectious, and I smile back. Seeing them so happy and carefree makes my heart full and happy.

I want to wear that smile for Kane. With him gone, I have had time to think over what he said to me, that I wasn’t ready for him. It got me thinking and I am ready for him. Being able to heal away from everyone and not have pressure has made me see that I am worthy of love, even if that comes in the form of a big biker who looks intimidating to most, but not me. I see Kane for who he is.

“Girl, why are you walking like that?” I hear from behind me.

Without making it too obvious, I look over my shoulder and see three of the club girls talking, giggling about something.

“I had Solo the last night he was here. He came into my room late and he was like a fucking beast. My ass has felt it for days after,” she brags.

My heart cracks and my stomach rolls from her words.

So he did leave me to go to another woman, then he left without saying anything. A woman he is no doubt used to shagging. I lick my dry lips, as my mouth and throat go suddenly dry. I try to concentrate on my kids, but it’s like my ears can only focus on their voices.

“Oh god, I remember when he used to fuck me. I would feel it for days.” The club girl’s voice is sing-song as she remembers what he felt like.

I pull at the hem of my dress, my vision blurring with tears.

God, I always get fooled by these men. Karma must have bets on how much she can make me suffer.

I rehash the words he said before he left.

“Fucking minx. You are not ready for what I want to give you, baby. I need to go before I lose all control and scare the living shit out of you.”

He won’t need to touch me to scare me away; it will be the lying and hiding things from me. I know we’re not together right now, but I had hoped that from the way he has been with me, it might be a possibility; that we could be something.

“He likes his cock sucked too. Loved me licking it. He says I give the best head. He once said that if he got an ol’ lady, he would still come to me because he loves my mouth so much.”

I gag, vomit rising in my mouth. Tears rush down my cheeks, and I quickly brush them away. My heart is cracking wide open.

He told me I wasn’t ready for him. Was that code for him saying he would be fucking other women while he waits for me? If that’sthe case then he can fuck off. Over the years, I was sure that Nigel cheated on me, but I was too fucked up to confront him. I am stronger now.

I will not live my life under the thumb of another man.

I brush away my tears as they giggle some more.

I shouldn’t let their words get to me, but they penetrate my soul when the girls carry on speaking, their words hitting their mark.

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