Page 52 of Menace

Being around the bitch sucked.

He missed hanging out with his brothers and not have her hanging on his arm.

He missed riding his bike.

Damn. He missed everything about his life the way it used to be, before he got this fucking assignment.

Yesterday he once again got a call from Carmella he would rather have ignored but couldn’t.

He had kept his voice neutral when he answered.

“Hi darlin’, how are you today?”

He asked but he really couldn’t give a shit one way or the other.

“I’m good, I finally got that snippy asshole receptionist at your new tattoo studio to give me an appointment. I had to use your name and our relationship to get it. I’m going to complain about their poor service to club members when I get there. It’s not right that I had to wait for an appointment. I’m your woman, I should have been given preference, but enough about that.” She gave a little sniff before continuing. “Here’s the good news. I’m getting my nipples pierced. Lucia said once it’s healed the sensations are going to be amazing. I can’t wait to share it with you.”

Rubbing a tired hand over his face he slumped in his chair. He was going to have to apologise to Ink. Not the first or the last brother he would be apologising to while this shit was happening.

“When is your appointment?”

“Tomorrow at eleven with Avery, can you pick me up?”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll be there around ten fifteen. I’ve got shit to handle tomorrow so I can’t hang out with you. I’ll drop you and pick you up when you’re done.”

He could hear the pout in her voice. “I want you there with me.”

He did not want to see her tits.

“Not goin’ to happen, Carmella. I’ll pick you up tomorrow. I’ve got to go.”

He ended the call abruptly because he couldn’t do fucking small talk with her anymore.

Waking early after a restless night he worked on their routes before he had to leave to cart the slut around.

The minute he picked her up he knew the game was at an end.

Somewhere between last night’s phone call and this morning things changed. It was there in her eyes, his time had run out. She was subtly different, colder, with a look in her eyes he didn’t like. It was the look of a predator sizing up its prey. There was no fucking way he was going to be prey, not now, not ever.

He helped the slut into the passenger seat, closed the door and walked around the front of the truck. He gave Breaker the sign to be vigilant.

She was silent as he backed out of her drive then started her usual probing.

“Did you finish whatever you were doing for you club?” She asked sweetly, too sweetly.

“No, darlin’, I have to go back while you’re gettin’ your piercin’ done. Work is hectic at the moment because we’ve got several cars ready for shippin’ and the same with the bikes. The brothers have been workin’ overtime to get shit done. We’ve had problems with the crates and other shit, but that’s not important. Are you ready for today? You do realise it’s goin’ to be painful as shit.”

She gave him a quick smile before looking back at the road.

“I’ll be fine. I’ve read all the information on the internet and that bitchy receptionist sent me a lot of stuff to read as well. I can’t wait to give the asshole a piece of my mind.”

Lucky glanced at her then back at the road.

“He works for my club, Carmella, don’t cause shit that I’ll need to clean up with my president. He’ll not be happy with either of us and I don’t need problems right now.” He snarled.

Her head snapped his way, her eyes shooting daggers at him.

“He was the one who was rude to me. I will not allow it. I am Carmella Mendez and your woman, I will not allow anyone to talk to me like that and get away with it. If you can’t protect me I will protect myself.”

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