Page 4 of Wrath's Flame
I ignore his comment about Flame being outside my office when Ella was inside because I don't want to think about what he would’ve had to stand there and listen to. It explains why he was acting weird with me earlier. Did Ella know he was out there? Probably, and she probably blew me just so he'd hear. Fucking hell.
“Because she’s acting like it’s more, and I find it weird with what I know about you.”
“She’s acting like we’re more I’ll give you that, but there’s nothing I can do about it right now. As much as I really, fucking want to. She’s gone away with her girlfriends, so I’ll have to talk with her when she gets back. I plan on ending thearrangement between us. I've been thinking about it for a while now.”
Standing after I've finished talking, I take a quick look around and shake my head. Shadow looks like he's thinking hard about what I just told him, but I'm not even going to attempt to figure out what's going through my brother's head right now.
“I'm going home; I've had enough of seeing this shit. Are you coming?”I ask Shadow as I look around and see the multiple sex acts taking place out in the open for anyone to see.
“Yeah. Come on, let's go, but I do think you need to deal with her sooner rather than later before she starts causing more issues around here. We both know she says shit to Flame all the time. He's only going to hold his tongue for so long, Wrath.”Shadow says seriously before he stands, and we both leave.
I know he’s right; Flame is only holding back for me. Probably thinking it would cause issues between us if he said something to her. He’s wrong if he thinks that, though. I don’t think there’s anything he could ever do that would cause an issue between us.
Climbing onto our Harley Dynas, riding five minutes further into The Compound to where the house I had built stands. It's a beautiful house. Two stories tall, with three large bedrooms that all have ensuite bathrooms. There’s also a smaller room that's set up as a home office; I don’t use it often, so its small size has never been an issue. The kitchen is massive and so not my thing; that was all designed by Flame; he's the one who loves to cook, so don’t even ask me to explain anything about what’s going on in there. My favorite part of the house, though, is the living room, with its real wood-burning fireplace and large, picturesque windows. It’s such a peaceful place to relax.
Quickly climbing off of our Harley’s, we make our way inside. It's quiet here, so Flame is either asleep in bed or out. Yes, Flame lives here in the house with us; he didn’t want to at first,but I hated the thought of him living away from me. He gave in when I wouldn’t stop asking, just to keep me happy.
“Night bro.”Shadow says as we climb the stairs and get to our rooms.
“Night,”I reply as I enter my room, closing the door behind me before stripping down to my boxers and climbing into bed.
Suddenly I'm extremely tired, and before I know it, my eyes have drifted closed, and I'm asleep.
Chapter Three
Flame
My phone ringing wakes me up from a rather pleasant dream. Oh, fuck, what now? Nothing good comes from a phone call at this time of night. The clock on my nightstand reads three a.m., so whoever is calling better have a damn good reason or heads will roll. Looking at my phone, I see the screen reads Eagle. He's our Sgt At Arms, or SAA, as he's mostly referred to. I know for a fact that he wouldn’t be ringing at this time of night unless it was important. Great, what’s happened now? If I remember correctly, he was at Inferno’s, the nightclub the MC owns, tonight.
Accepting the call, I hope whatever has prompted him to call me isn't too serious and that no one’s hurt.
“Hey, what's up, Eagle?”I say as I answer the call.
“Hey man, can you meet me at Inferno's?”He asks, not sounding happy at all. He sounds pissed off.
“Sure. What's happening?”
“Some fucking idiot thought he'd try and attack one of the bar staff as she was leaving at the end of her shift. Luckily, she managed to get loose and nail him one. The boys have himin The Workroom. Figured it was your turn to get answers. I know Blade handled the last problem.”
He laughs as he says the last part, and I get it. Me and Blade argue about who gets to deal with the next issue we have all the time, and the other Officers find it hilarious.
“I'm on my way. I’ll get some fucking answers out of the fucker. Who, in their right mind, would attack a member of our staff? Everyone knows who owns the fucking nightclub. Fucking idiots. Have you called Prez yet?”
“I don’t know, but he’s shifty as fuck. No, not yet; he's my next call.”
“Don't worry about ringing him; I'll go wake him up. I'm pretty sure I heard him come in earlier.”
“Alright. See you soon.”
“Soon Eagle.”
Hanging up, I quickly get out of bed, pulling on a pair of black jeans and a black top with my kutte over the top. Black is certainly the best color to wear if I’m going to end up getting a little bloody while getting answers from whoever the fuck this guy is, and it will certainly get bloody if he doesn't want to talk. Grabbing my boots as I leave the room, I walk and knock on Wrath’s door. I hear him groaning from inside and moving towards the door.
When he pulls the door open, I can't help but smile. His dark brown hair's sticking up in every direction, and his chocolate brown eyes are hardly open. He's just wearing tight black boxers, leaving all his tattooed, tanned skin and muscles on display for me to see. I can’t help but gulp at the sight. Fuck, he's hot.
“What's up?”He asks in a sleepy voice that goes straight to my dick.
“Eagle just rang. Some fucker attacked one of the bar staff at Inferno's. I’m going to go get some answers. Are you coming or staying?”I ask while trying to ignore his state of undress.
