Zeke, even though I don’t regret taking Daniella and doing what I did,” he looked up at Demon, knowing this needed said. “I wanted to say I’m sorry for not giving a shit about the fact Zeke threatened Deanna and your kid. It was wrong, so fucking wrong, and I wasn’t thinking about anyone but myself.”
Demon didn’t say anything, but his look was hard, thoughtful almost.
“But because of all the shit we went through, what I put the club through, I can’t go back to the club. It’ll make the MC look weak, make them vulnerable.”
“The club can handle itself. We can fucking take down anyone that comes for us.”
Shakes nodded. “Believe me, I fucking know, but I can’t do that to the club again, you know that.”
Demon nodded after a few seconds. “Yeah, I know, man.”
“I have a kid on the way, I don’t want to put them in danger, but I love the MC, love all of you. You’re my family, the only family I’ve ever really had.”
“We feel the same way, brother, even though shit went down the way it did.”
“That’s why, although I can’t be in the MC anymore, I want to be able to help you guys. You need me and I’ll be there.’
Demon nodded. “Fair enough, and even if the MC wants you back and you’re declining, know that you have a place, no matter what.”
That meant a hell of a lot to Shakes, but right now, for the foreseeable future, he just couldn’t be with the MC anymore. He needed to focus on Dani and their kid, needed to make things work with the way their life was now. That was what was important. His woman, his kid, those were what mattered in his life above all else now.
Z eke stood in his secluded section of club Dominion. He stared across the floor and smiled when he saw Striker. It was always a great feeling when he was right about a guy. From the first moment he stared at Striker, he’d recognized the darkness within him. He felt something inside himself that always veered to the dark side.
“Here you go, Master,” Louise said, entering his secluded spot. She was one of the few women he allowed in his domain while he was at Dominion. She was also the woman he’d been fucking in his office when Dani was waiting for him. Fuck, he didn’t even want to think of his daughter listening to him fuck. Just like he didn’t want to think of his daughter fucking a man, or fucking at all.
“Go away,” he said, taking the drink.
He’d learned to treat the women he fucked mean, that way they knew they were only ever getting his dick, nothing else. No bitch was getting anything else from him. He was done with long term pussy. Daniella’s bitch of a mother had physically, mentally, and financially drained him. She’d been a dried, sour, old crow, who’d not deserved a cent of what he’d given her, but he’d done it to keep her away from their daughter. At least that whore was in the ground.
The door closed and he was alone once again.
The next instant, his cell phone started to ring, and he cursed.
Peace these days was hard to come by.
“Zeke,” he said.
“It’s Demon. I asked him, and I didn’t ask him because you wanted me to,” Demon said.
He was surprised to hear from Demon, especially after he was shot down with his suggestion to let Shakes back into the club.
“What did he say?”
“He’s got a kid on the way and doesn’t want to make the club look vulnerable. We lost a good brother because of you.” The threat in Demon’s voice made Zeke smile. He really did love a good fight. Zeke admired the Soldiers of Wrath. Before he even approached them, he’d done his research on all of them. They were mean motherfuckers to the core. “If you hadn’t been a hard ass fucker, Shakes would be here, and you wouldn’t have to be worrying about Dani.”
Any smile he had disappeared. “Are you threatening my daughter?”
“No, but I’ve not got a hold on Shakes. If they both decide to, they can leave, and we wouldn’t see them again.”
The glass in
Demon didn’t say anything, but his look was hard, thoughtful almost.
“But because of all the shit we went through, what I put the club through, I can’t go back to the club. It’ll make the MC look weak, make them vulnerable.”
“The club can handle itself. We can fucking take down anyone that comes for us.”
Shakes nodded. “Believe me, I fucking know, but I can’t do that to the club again, you know that.”
Demon nodded after a few seconds. “Yeah, I know, man.”
“I have a kid on the way, I don’t want to put them in danger, but I love the MC, love all of you. You’re my family, the only family I’ve ever really had.”
“We feel the same way, brother, even though shit went down the way it did.”
“That’s why, although I can’t be in the MC anymore, I want to be able to help you guys. You need me and I’ll be there.’
Demon nodded. “Fair enough, and even if the MC wants you back and you’re declining, know that you have a place, no matter what.”
That meant a hell of a lot to Shakes, but right now, for the foreseeable future, he just couldn’t be with the MC anymore. He needed to focus on Dani and their kid, needed to make things work with the way their life was now. That was what was important. His woman, his kid, those were what mattered in his life above all else now.
Z eke stood in his secluded section of club Dominion. He stared across the floor and smiled when he saw Striker. It was always a great feeling when he was right about a guy. From the first moment he stared at Striker, he’d recognized the darkness within him. He felt something inside himself that always veered to the dark side.
“Here you go, Master,” Louise said, entering his secluded spot. She was one of the few women he allowed in his domain while he was at Dominion. She was also the woman he’d been fucking in his office when Dani was waiting for him. Fuck, he didn’t even want to think of his daughter listening to him fuck. Just like he didn’t want to think of his daughter fucking a man, or fucking at all.
“Go away,” he said, taking the drink.
He’d learned to treat the women he fucked mean, that way they knew they were only ever getting his dick, nothing else. No bitch was getting anything else from him. He was done with long term pussy. Daniella’s bitch of a mother had physically, mentally, and financially drained him. She’d been a dried, sour, old crow, who’d not deserved a cent of what he’d given her, but he’d done it to keep her away from their daughter. At least that whore was in the ground.
The door closed and he was alone once again.
The next instant, his cell phone started to ring, and he cursed.
Peace these days was hard to come by.
“Zeke,” he said.
“It’s Demon. I asked him, and I didn’t ask him because you wanted me to,” Demon said.
He was surprised to hear from Demon, especially after he was shot down with his suggestion to let Shakes back into the club.
“What did he say?”
“He’s got a kid on the way and doesn’t want to make the club look vulnerable. We lost a good brother because of you.” The threat in Demon’s voice made Zeke smile. He really did love a good fight. Zeke admired the Soldiers of Wrath. Before he even approached them, he’d done his research on all of them. They were mean motherfuckers to the core. “If you hadn’t been a hard ass fucker, Shakes would be here, and you wouldn’t have to be worrying about Dani.”
Any smile he had disappeared. “Are you threatening my daughter?”
“No, but I’ve not got a hold on Shakes. If they both decide to, they can leave, and we wouldn’t see them again.”
The glass in
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