Page 24 of Giving It to the Monster

“What can I do for you?” Rage asked.

“Do you want to come and meet the guy who likes to beat women?” he asked.

“You going to meet the husband?”

“I’m going to make sure the husband understands a divorce is happening.”

“Sure thing. I’m game. You getting a few boys?”

“Yep. You’re just the first I’m recruiting.”

“Yay, I’m number one.”

Saint smirked, hanging up the phone. He called Pea, Vanilla, and Buzz. They all wanted to go and see the man that had roughed up a woman. Next, he put a call through to Pipe.

“Will you watch over my woman while I go and check out her ex?”

“Sure thing. I’ve got no problem dealing with that shit. You going to make him pay?”

“I’m not going to make him pay, but I am going to make sure he knows exactly what he’s dealing with.”

“Well, I heard from Elena that Melissa is holding a little girls’ get-together. You can go Friday. That way all the women are in one place, and I can keep an eye on the house. You also won’t need an excuse. I’ll let Elena know to get Nat drinking.”

“I knew there was a reason I liked you.”

“Sure thing, Saint.”

Hanging up the phone, he threw it on the bed and rubbed at his eyes.

“There are plenty of women where she came from. She was just a girl, and didn’t know how to really take care of you.” His father patted his back. “Trixie!” His father shouted to the club whore that was everyone’s favorite.

“Dad, no.”

“Son, I insist. You’ve been moping around for the past four months. Nat is gone, and she’s not coming back.”

Trixie had come into his room, intent on making all of his fantasies a reality. When his father left, he’d told Trixie he’d pay her a thousand dollars to tell his father he’d rocked her world, fucking her all night long.

It had taken him a long time to finally sleep with a woman after Nat had left. Each time he touched someone else, it always felt like a betrayal. Natasha had gotten under his skin, into his heart, and not having her in his life had been pure torture. The thought of her being anywhere but with him, made him feel sick to his stomach. He couldn’t lose her, and he refused to give up.

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“We have a new lady with us tonight,” Melissa said, walking into the sitting room.

Natasha smiled, accepting the glass of wine. Her bruises were starting to fade, along with the aches and pains. She hadn’t found much in the way of work. Saint kept dropping her off at the sex store, and she was pretty much working there. She didn’t have anything else to do. Staying at home all day doing nothing drove her crazy. Being in Saint’s home made her yearn for a life that she had walked away from. There were no children, no families.

She had always imagined she and Saint would end up with a couple of kids together. In her plans she had not seen Saint being part of the Saint and Sinners MC, but the club that had been controlled by his father was not the club that it was today.

“To Natasha, that we don’t know much about other than she can get Saint’s panties in a twist.”

“Can we not talk about my brother or anything to do with panties?” Elena asked. “He is still my brother.”

“We all know there is a lot of history there. Come on, spill,” Melissa said.

“How about we do the introductions first?”

“Fine, fine, fine, I’m Melissa. I’m married to Pea, and I’m awesome.”

Natasha giggled, then took a sip of wine.

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