Claiming Crusher: Savage Brothers MC (24 page)

Later that night while she’s sleeping I get out of bed and make my way to Freak’s office. It’s an attached room in the club. It’s bigger than the other members have, but then it is where the security feeds are kept, the businesses we own are monitored and whatever the hell else Freak does that is over my damned head.

“Hey what’s up, man?” He asks when I enter the room.

“I got a bigger lead on that Michael I had you searching for.”

“Well that’s good because I can’t find a Michael Smith that fits any of the details you gave me.”

“Yeah well, that’s because his last name isn’t Smith.”

“Well fuck, Crush man, I can’t perform miracles. You have to get me the right information here.”

“I don’t have a last name but I have more details.”

Freak sighs, but gets a pen. “Go ahead, give it to me.”

“His name is Michael, asshole is loaded. He runs a large shipping business and it’s based in New York, possibly Manhattan.”

“Fuck me.”

“See what you come up with okay?”

“Yeah, okay I got some shit I’m working on for Dragon that comes first, but I’ll get to it tomorrow at the latest.”

“Good enough, just keep this between us, okay?”

“Does this mean more shit is headed towards the club?”

“This is personal, that’s all you need to know.”

“Whatever. Talk to you later.”

“You got it,” I tell him, closing the door. I know I promised Dani, but I am going to kill this motherfucker and get rid of the ghosts I see in her eyes. She may get mad, but in the end she’ll thank me. I’m sure of it.

Michael

“D
o you have
an update for me, Donald?” I ask while going through the files my secretary put on my desk. I have an important business meeting in the next thirty-minutes and I really don’t have time to fool with my fucking cunt of a wife. Still, if the lead from Kentucky turns out to be solid, then I will act upon it. No woman makes a fool out of me, especially not Melinda.

“Yes sir, the person or persons questioning and looking into your business history was in fact traced back to the Savage Brothers Motorcycle Club, in London, Kentucky.”

“Interesting. And Melinda?”

“It is her sir, she seems to be staying here with that girl you didn’t like from her college. Nicole Wentworth. Nicole is marrying the leader of this club. Melinda doesn’t seem to be part of them, though she goes by the name Dani Smith now.”

“Any other information?” I ask as the pencil in my hand snaps in two.

“No sir, I have started surveillance, per your order.”

“Give me two days to get things in motion and then approach her with a meeting place and time. I will text you the information and Donald, I want pictures.”

“They have already been uploaded to your personal phone, sir. Do you really think she will capitulate easily?”

“No, I’m counting on it being a fight. You and I both know how much fun that can be when it comes to Melinda.”

“Yes sir, we do. I shall report in tonight.”

“See that you do,” I order, hitting the button and turning off the speakerphone.

I recline back in the seat as I think about the information I just received. Finally, after all this time I am literally days away from having Melinda in my grasp again. I’m going to kill her. It will be easy enough, since the world already thinks she is dead. First, I will make it hurt. I’ve always known she was alive, but I’ll be the first to admit that the bitch covered her tracks well. I discovered the orderly’s part in all of this to begin with. I should have had the employees taking care of my wife vetted better. Turned out he was the cousin to a former play toy. In gratitude for him helping my wife to escape, he died rather tragically in an automobile accident. People really should check their brakes on their vehicles before heading up to the mountains to ski.

I’ve been searching ever since, but the trail began and ended with the orderly. I did have Nicole watched for a month or so after Melinda’s escape, but she appeared to be clean so I gave up that avenue. It is my fault I suppose. I should have had Nicole watched continuously. Oh well, you live and you learn. I have them both in my sight now and I think I should make the lovely Nicole suffer just as much as Melinda. Perhaps I shall make her give up her husband to be. After all, she stole my wife—it seems only fair.

I pick up my discarded cell phone and relax again pulling up the images that Donald sent me. I thumb through them slowly, taking every small change that Melinda has had over the years. The change in her hair color is annoying. She’ll have to fix that. It’s her natural color now, you can tell, but that is not what I like, now is it? When she dyes it, it will be with red hair, I decide. The pictures catch her, sitting outside on a picnic table, standing beside some men at an ambulance, and various other things. What catches my eye the most is the dancing. It appears my Melinda has been making a living taking her clothes off for strangers. I always knew she was a little whore, but the fact that she has turned her back so completely on her family name is sad. Her father warned me that her mother didn’t exactly have good breeding, merely money. You get what you deserve, I suppose. I will make sure Melinda knows she cannot get away from me, and I will make her pay. Then, I will end her once and for all. I can’t have her coming back from the dead. It took me too long to finally get my hands on her inheritance. I’m not about to give that up.

I click the button on my office phone to activate the intercom. My secretary voice rings out through the speaker.

“Yes, sir?”

“I need you to find some properties for sale in London, Kentucky.”

“Kentucky, sir?” She asks, disbelief thick in her voice.

“Yes, I’m looking specifically for old abandoned factories, buildings with large square footage. I need it out of town or in a less crowded area.”

“I’ll get right on it, sir.”

“Good. Also, the meetings today and the next three days can’t be rearranged, however start clearing my calendar for the next three weeks.”

“Three weeks, sir?”

“I believe that’s what I said? Perhaps your time would be better spent doing as I say and not questioning me.”

“Yes, sir. Anything else?”

“When you have the information I have requested, I think it’s time for a lesson in questioning your master, don’t you, Ms. Caldwell?”

There’s a moment of silence, before her voice comes back over the speaker.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good, please come prepared by bringing the flogger I prefer, do not disappoint me by bringing the smaller one.”

“Yes, sir. I understand.”

I can hear the tremor of fear in her voice. It makes my dick throb. The best thing about my secretary is that she will take everything I give her because she needs the job. My specialty is finding the weak and exploiting them to my advantage. Ms. Caldwell’s mother is in an expensive rehabilitation center after strokes have left her completely paralyzed. Bad for her, but very lucky for me. Very lucky indeed.

Crusher

F
uck, life is
good. When you wake up every morning and those are the first words you think, you know it’s going to be a good damn day. Or, at least that’s what you expect. Some days it doesn’t work out that way. Still, waking up next to Dani, her taste still on my lips, my arms full of her and her ‘I love you, Zander’ being the first thing I hear, has a way of filling a man with hope. I’ve got that every morning for a solid month and it’s been the fucking best month of my life. I’ve had it good with Dani before, but now we have less walls between us. She’s even starting to show me more affection around the club. She’s slowly coming out of her shell. She’s still very careful what she lets slide in front of Dragon and Nicole, but I know eventually we’ll get there.

I’m not a hopeful man. I’m a man who shoots straight from the hip, doesn’t expect much, but is satisfied with the way life is. At least, I was until Dani. Having her, makes everything better and it makes it seem like anything is possible. She fills an emptiness that’s been inside of me since losing Melly.

“What are you doing today, sweetheart?”

“More wedding stuff, I guess. Yuck.”

“Not a fan of weddings?”

“Hell no,” she says, kissing on the side of my neck. I don’t know if it’s because Dani discovered sex recently, or if it’s just the way the two of us are going to be with each other, but we fuck so often my balls are staying sore and I don’t even give a damn. Apparently, neither does Junior, because he’s already standing at attention.

“Does this mean, you’re going to make me live in sin the rest of my life?” I ask as my hand slides in between her ass cheeks. She pushes against my hand, showing me that she wants more and fuck, I’m ready to give it to her. I’ve slowly been getting her used to being fucked in the ass. First with my fingers and most recently I made her wear a plug in her ass all day. She was so fucking horny and wet by the end of the day, I wasn’t sure my cock would survive.

“By living in sin, does that mean you’re going to fuck me every day?” she asks her tongue sliding along my nipple, her ass thrusting back against my hand.

“Fuck, yeah.”

“Then, yes please,” she says, sucking my nipple into her mouth with a hungry moan.

I’m ready to get her on her hands and knees and fuck her hard and long, when a knock at the door makes me freeze. Dani continues teasing my nipples while her hand moves down to stroke my cock.

“Yeah?” I holler out, grunting as Dani moves those lips down my stomach.

“Hey, man? We need to talk,” Freak calls out just as Dani takes my cock into her mouth.

I lean up on my arms to watch her mouth slide down on my shaft and her eyes stay on mine the entire time. So fucking hot. God, I’m a lucky S.O.B.

“Yeah, man, I’ll catch up with you later,” I tell Freak. Dani lets go of my cock slowly and this time sucks one of my balls in her mouth, using her tongue to caress it.

“Man, it’s kind of important. I got that information on that Michael you asked about. You won’t believe who this motherfucker is.”

Dani freezes and her eyes lock with mine and three things hit me at once. One, the sheer look of terror on my woman’s face. Two, the way it slowly merges into anger and even through the hate in her eyes, I see something worse. Betrayal. She thinks I betrayed her. I feel her fist slam down on my balls. I grab my crotch in reaction, cussing like a motherfucker, as the pain slams into me. It’s one thing to get hit in the balls. It’s another fucking thing to get hit in them when you are close to shooting your load. Son of a bitch! My boys may never recover.

“You promised! You fucking promised me!” She yells, sliding off the bed and going to the drawer she cleaned out for her clothes. She’s pulling on some cut off blue jeans, her boobs completely bare, and if I didn’t feel like my jewels are permanently out of commission, it would have been sexier than hell, except for the tears.

“Hellcat, I had to find him. I needed to make sure I kept you safe. I can’t do that by burying my head in the sand.”

“Trust me, you said. I’ve claimed you, you said. I’ll never hurt you, you said! You’re a motherfucking, son of a bitching, cock sucking liar!”

“Now wait just a fucking minute here,” I growl jumping up. I’m fumbling with my pants putting them on and wince at the sting of pain my boys feel as I move them around. Fuck, couldn’t I have picked a quiet, meek woman who didn’t give me shit? “I am none of those things, damn it!”

“I can vouch that he doesn’t suck cock,” Freak says, as Dani pulls the door open while pulling her t-shirt down. Damn it! She needed to put on a mother-fucking bra!

She grabs the papers from Freak and turns to look at me.

“You promised that you wouldn’t do this!”

“It had to be done! We have to deal with this shit.”

“No! We don’t. We don’t have to deal with the fallout here. I do!”

“You’re mine, that makes us a team and we’ll deal with shit together, Dani! Stop trying to do all this shit on your own. You’ve been doing that for way too fucking long and we’ve seen the cluster-fuck that happens when you do!”

Fuck. I shouldn’t have said that. I know it was wrong. I knew it the minute I said it and I know it even more when she blanches like I slapped the hell out of her.

“You have no fucking idea what you’ve done, Zander. I do. I’ve lived it. It’s not us that will have to deal with the fallout, it’s me. I’ll be the one he will come after. Me and all the ones I love.”

“You said you loved me that means the bastard will come after me and I want him to, I got this, Hellcat. Have faith in me.”

“I did. You betrayed it,” she says and her voice is full of pain now, the anger gone.

“Hellcat, let’s talk about this.”

“The time to talk would have been before you betrayed me,” she says pushing Freak out of the way and leaving the room.

Freak looks up at me and he has a look on his face I do not like.

“What?” I bark, my heart hurting, my balls sore and my head spinning. I didn’t want Dani to find out like this. I needed time to break this to her. Fuck.

“She might have a point,” he said sitting in a chair and looking at me with a look of blame, which pisses me off.

“You telling me if this was Nikki, you wouldn’t have done the same?”

“I don’t know, what I do know is I would have talked to my woman about it.”

“Dani doesn’t act rational, if I’d told her, she would have made me promise not to.”

“That seemed to work out well for her the last time.”

“Fuck you, motherfucker. I know you, you would have done the exact same thing that I did. Now quit acting like you know every fucking thing and tell me what the hell I need to know. I need that info, then I need to go get my woman and calm her ass down, all because you couldn’t shut the fuck up and let me get my dick sucked,” I’m pissed. I’m more than pissed, but even though I’m directing the anger at Freak, it’s me I’m pissed at. I should have thought this through more. Dani trusted me and this had to gut her. I should have handled this shit better.

“How the fuck was I to know you were in here getting your Johnson sucked. Fuck, how was I to even know she was the bitch this was about. You just said it was personal. I did this as a favor for your fucking ass.”