Page 58 of Menace

“When I was approached I agreed not to share with the club unless absolutely necessary. They left who I brought in up to me and I kept the circle small. Grave and I discussed it and kept it at need to know. Grave and I, Ink, Renegade and Viper are the only ones who know she’s hidin’ and who she’s hidin’ from. Ren and Viper were brought in because it was necessary for her safety and that of the club that they be informed. And now all of you know she’s hidin’ but not the why.”

His prez looked around the room and everyone gave him a nod before he continued. He didn’t waste time laying it out for them.

“Only Grave and I know who she really is. And, no, I’m not talkin’ about the name you know her as, Lucky. Her name, her birth name, is Guiliana Salvatore. Only daughter of Antonio Salvatore, the head of the Salvatore crime family in South Africa. I wasn’t told what she suffered at their hands but I do know that at seventeen she escaped and went into hidin’. She hid from them for ten years. Unfortunately the fuckers found her. She was gettin’ ready to run when Dominick Maingarde and Asa Malone, an associate of his, stepped in and offered to help her disappear. Pixie was already settin’ up shop here with Ink, and with the club’s protection it was thought to be the safest place for her. We all agreed it was the last place they would think to look. If they did they would find a woman with a kid and not the slim blonde they’re lookin’ for. We accepted her protection and have been watchin’ over her since she arrived. If you’re claimin’ her it makes her one of ours, and you all know we take care of what belongs to us.”

Lucky was stunned silent for several seconds before it hit him, hit him really hard.

His little cat had been abused by those she should have been able to trust, her family. No wonder the only people she let in were those who had earned her trust, like Pixie and Rider.

He used to have her trust and now because of the fucking cartel slut he’s lost it.

He blew out a breath and shook his head.

“We have a problem, Prez, by taking the vile slut to the studio I put her on cartel radar. We have to bring her in, put her on lockdown to pro…”

The door crashed open before he could finish.

Ink stormed in, his body radiating rage. With Lucky’s brothers standing around him Ink didn’t see him at first.

“Where’s that motherfucker? Goin’ to take his fuckin’ head off. He upset a woman who already has enough to handle and I won’t let that stand.” He threatened.

Lucky stood with his hands raised, showing his brother he wasn’t fighting him.

“Ink, brother, I’m sorry. I wasn’t expectin’ to see her and had to think fast to get the slut’s attention away from her. Not that it fuckin’ worked. I’ll apologise, I swear on my life everythin’ I said was a lie. I was tryin’ to keep her safe.”

Ink stood staring at him before he slowly walked closer, stepping right into his personal space. What was with the fucker getting in his space?

“Who is she to you?”

There was no more thinking about who the baby’s father was. He didn’t care, Joney was his and along with her came the baby, so that made him or her his as well. He didn’t fucking hesitate with his answer.

“She’s mine.”

Ink snorted. “Yeah? If she’s yours, brother, why the fuck isn’t she here with you? If she’s yours why the fuck is she livin’ in a club safe house with Viper, Killian and Bren? Why isn’t she under your protection?”

Lucky threw his hands up in exasperation.

“Because I had no fuckin’ idea she was in fuckin’ danger or that she was even fuckin’ here. If I’d known her ass would have been in lockdown to keep her and the baby safe. And not in some fuckin’ house with two men I know nothin’ about.” He snarled in Ink’s face.

Ink’s mouth fell open but it didn’t take him long to recover and keep questioning him.

“You walked away from a pregnant woman? What the fuck brother?”

He was close to completely losing it with his brother.

“Aren’t you fuckin’ listenin’? I didn’t fuckin’ know. And I still don’t know how old the baby is and if it’s mine.”

Lucky was pissed having his business discussed like it was everyone’s concern. When it definitely wasn’t.

“If I had known she was pregnant I would have gone back to SA to fetch her.” He snarled right in his brother’s face.

Ink suddenly grinned looking far too fucking happy.

“Right, I get you. But know this, Harper isn’t a pushover, brother. She’s gonna give you hell before she listens to you.”

Ink was grinning and shaking his head while finding a spot to park his ass. Lucky sat back down as well.

“I assume Harper is the name she’s usin’ now. I don’t even know if the kid is a boy or a girl or what its name is. Can you tell me?” Lucky asked.

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