Page 17 of Seized By Solo

CHAPTER NINE

SOLO

I arrive back at the clubhouse with the guys next to me. I feel fucking drained. I want a hot shower and coffee, in either fucking order, but I also want to see Elsie and the kids. It has been three days since I left to look for news on the cunt who touched her.

Tracer needed to be fucking disinfected with how he looked. I’m surprised we didn’t get stopped, with how much blood covered his body. We got back to the B&B so he could shower and go to check on the fucker’s girl and kid.

“What the fuck is happening over there?” Shift calls out.

I look to where he nods to and I see Elsie in front of three club girls. Una and Nadine step out of the clubhouse, followed by Pres, Dutch and Kink.

Shutting my bike off, I dismount and make my way to them, just in time to hear Elsie tell the bitches that they can have me.The club girl goes to say something, but she clocks me, her eyes widening in fear.

I see Elsie’s shoulders sag in defeat as I open my mouth.

“What the fuck is going on here?” I question with a gruff tone.

Una looks pissed, and my brothers stand with their legs parted and arms crossed in a defensive stance. Before anyone can say anything, Louise speaks up.

“Me and the girls were talking and she came over bitching at us, like she is better than us. And her son was perving on me. I felt uncomfortable.”

My girl’s body goes tight and her head shoots up. I can feel the anger radiating off her.

Una and Nadine both scoff but say nothing. I know they are waiting for Elsie to speak up, to defend herself. They both believe, like I do, that she is strong and needs to learn how to handle herself.

“Uncomfortable? Are you fucking kidding me right now? He is ten years old and he could see that you were being nasty bitches. My son is not a pervert, you miserable excuse for a wet hole. I came over here to defend my son like any mother would. I may not be perfect, and Lord knows I have messed up in the past, but I am trying to make a better life for my kids, unlike you, who is more than happy laying on her back taking it from men who do not respect her and enjoy using her for a quick, shitty fuck.”

“You called my boy a pervert?” I see red, and I step around Elsie and get in the whore’s face.

“I—he was...” The club whore stammers, the colour draining from her face.

“I don’t give a flying fuck what you say he was doing. He is fucking ten and not thinking about that shit right now. You are done. Pack your shit and get out. All three of you,” I snarl. “So help me, I have never hit a woman before so do not give me a reason to.”

The three women huddle together, shaking.

“You heard the man. Pack your things. You have thirty minutes,” Pres snaps.

They rush off but not before I see Louise glare at Elsie. My woman shocks the fuck out of me when she steps forward, edging towards the ex-club whore, making her scurry.

Chuckles fill the air around us at Elsie’s reaction, then she turns to me, the anger now directed at me. That one fiery look makes my dick hard in my jeans and my balls ache for her. I grin, making her eyes narrow even more, showing how much she is pissed at me.

Her hands go to her hips, and I swear I hear someone mutter “oh shit” before she speaks.

“I thought you were different but it turns out you are just like the rest,” she hisses, her eyes blazing fire at me. “I think it would be best if me and the kids went somewhere else.”

I turn to look at Pres, who is watching us, mirroring my brothers’ stance.

“I appreciate everything you have done for us, Tag, but I think it would be better for us if we leave. We can go and stay with my sister and I will let the police know that Alan has threatened me.”

Her words piss me off, and my fists clench at my sides. Pres looks from her to me, cocking a brow, waiting to see what I do next.

I feel the weight of his stare, before I act.

Spinning Elsie around to face me, I drop my shoulder into her belly, throw her over my shoulder, and march inside to my room.

I hear the kids calling for her, but Una soothes them, telling them that I am playing a game with their mum. We enter my room and I drop her onto my bed.

“What the hell, Solo? Let me go. I need to pack our things.”

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