Page 301 of Merciless Desires

“The business is doing good; the owner wants to retire, so we wouldn’t have any issues with the business; it’s a great location and price,” Jaxx says, tapping his fingers on the table.

“Gage will send you the business deets and plan,” the Prez says, nodding.

Gage is the MC’s Secretary.

“We have a wedding to plan. Bear is marrying his old lady, and we’re taking care of it,” Jaxx says, nodding and looking around the room.

“Congratulations, you sucker, all right,” the brothers say, around the room.

“Thanks, motherfuckers,” I say, smirking.

“We need to vote on two motherfuckers that want to prospect. You all know their history, and Bear is sponsoring them. All in favor of allowing Kiko and Nestor to prospect,” the Prez asks, looking around the room.

“Yeah, yes, ok, all good,” the brothers say.

“Okay, Church is now closed,” the Prez says, hitting the table with the gravel.

The brothers stand, stomping their feet on the floor, pumping their fists, and yelling our dogma.

“Anarchy Kings rule, the brothers' respect, honor, and fidelity!”

We leave the Chapel gathering in the main room; I stay a while with the bros drinking and ribbing each other.

“Baby girl, I’m home,” I yell, entering the kitchen from the garage.

“Babe,” Leticia yells, walking down the hallway, entering the kitchen, smiling.

I love it!

She’s always happy to see me come home. I bet she’s going to be pleased with the news.

“Baby girl, do you want to go out to dinner,” I ask, pulling her into my arms.

“No, I want to stay in, order some pizza, and cuddle,” Leticia says, laughing, sliding her hands up my neck.

“Fuck, that sounds good,” I say, leaning down.

I kiss her, moving my hands to grab her sweet ass.

I pull back, gazing into her heated brown eyes.

“Baby girl, I have the wedding date set, and the plans are taken care of. All I want you to worry about is getting your dress and looking beautiful,” I tell her, hugging her close.

“Oh my god! Are you serious because I do want to have a little say in the wedding,” I say, pursing my lips.

“Yes, Baby girl, of course, everything is going to be like you want, but we will take care of it,” I say, chuckling, looking at her surprised face.

“Oh, I see. So, I only need to tell you what I want, and you take care of it,” Leticia asks, furrowing her forehead.

“That’s right, Baby, you take care of getting your dress,” I say, kissing her forehead.

I move my lips down her cheek, and I take her lips, kissing her deeply. I pull away, raising my eyebrow, waiting for her to say yes.

“What do you think,” I ask, running my hands up her back.

“I think it might work, and I wouldn’t get so overwhelmed, tired, or frustrated. Okay, I do want some specific details, but other than that, I’m good,” Leticia says, smiling.

“Fuck yes, give me your list,” I say, leaning down to take her lips.

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