Jayden (Aces MC Series Book 4.5) (10 page)

The security firm offered a
variety of different options and each of the boys were responsible for a
particular division, and Fallon held it all together running the office. The
problem was that they'd grown too big too quickly, they had taken their eye off
the ball in certain areas allowing pricks like these to try and muscle in on their
territory. Hopefully with the help of CJ and myself it would allow them to
regain the reigns but they may need to draft in more men if things got too
heavy.

I watched as Finn slowly made his
way into the room and over to the two blokes at the counter.
"Is there a problem boys?" he asked placing both hands on the wooden
surface taking a casual stance.
I noticed the two men glance at each other before they returned their attention
back to Finn.
"No problem, we're after Arnold," the second man stated casually.
"I'm afraid Arnold's busy and asked me to sort out any further dealings
with you."
The man in the leather jacket stood tall, "What the fucks it gotta do with
you?"
I heard the bell chime again and turned to see Eli with a smirk on his face. I
stood making my presence known and saw the panic on both bloke's faces,
although give them their dues they still fronted it up.
"I think it's time you were going!" Eli held open the door and
directed his statement to the few punters scattered around the bookies unsure
as to what was going on. They quickly grabbed their belongings and scarpered
out the door without even looking back. Eli closed the door behind them and
turned the sign to closed, before casually leaning on the door.

"Now boys, the first time you
took the piss and came into this establishment pretending to be part of my firm,
I let it go because I thought you may have had a bump on the head or lost your
marbles. However, the second time you walked through that door you really took
the piss, not only because you asked for more money from poor old Arnold but
also because you disrespected my firm again. So here we are again, and now this
is the third time that you've been here and I'm still finding it hard to work
out if you're fucking brave or fucking stupid?" I noticed the bloke in the
leather jacket remove his hands from his pockets and clench his fists as he
knew what was about to happen.
"So you've left me in a bit of a predicament because I have to explain to
my brothers why I've allowed a bitch like yourself come in here and take the
piss. Now have you got anything to say?"
"Not to you, you cunt. Do you know what firm we belong to?"
Finn sniggered, "Do you think that bothers me? You need to remember that
you've stepped on our patch and I'll give you a little something to take home
with ya."
Finn lunged over the counter and grabbed the man's arm, pulling it straight to
reveal his hand. In quick succession, Eli had surged across the room and
grabbed the other man from behind. CJ wrestled with the bloke Finn had hold of
as he stabbed a blade forcefully into his hand. The blade went through his palm
and stuck his hand to the wooden counter, I hadn't had many dealings with Finn
but his calm exterior made him come across a little psychotic.
The bloke screamed in pain and I watched in wonder at the altercation. It
didn't shock me, I'd seen enough violence to last me a life time from being
around the club and being in the army but it was the way these brothers worked
well together like they could read each other's thoughts. I felt like a spare
prick at an orgy but I knew CJ wanted me there for numbers and he knew if I
needed to, I'd join in.

"Now which finger don't you
like?" Finn asked calmly. I moved closer, he wasn't really going to do it,
was he?
"No man, you don't have to do this. I'm sorry for coming in here, I
promise not to do it again just give me a chance to prove it."
"See there's only one thing I hate more than people taking the piss out of
me, and that's whinging bitches. Now the problem for you is that you fit into
both categories." Finn removed a meat cleaver from behind the counter and
laid it on the surface. I could hear the bloke's heavy breathing, as the panic
rose inside him and he thrashed around but CJ held firm.
"Now, do you have a preference? I see you're married, now would wifey get
the hump if you didn't have a ring finger or would she be more concerned if you
didn't have these two fingers, to finger her pussy?" Finn rubbed his chin
thoughtfully, "What does the pinkie do...not a lot but it's cute I don't know
if I could chop that off." He looked at Eli with a puzzled expression,
"Help me out here man otherwise I'm gonna have to chose myself. Decisions
decisions!"
"Well if he can't choose I'd take the thumb," Eli stated expressing
his preferred body part to take. This conversation was surreal but had the
desired effect on the two blokes as they thrashed around trying to get free.
Finn stared at the bloke calmly waiting for a decision but he was too busy
whimpering preparing himself for what was about to take place. "Tick tock
tick tock..." Finn moved the meat cleaver over each finger as he said it.
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, times running out."
The bloke franticly tried to pull away, I joined CJ to hold him. Finn lifted
the meat cleaver high and brought it down and the bloke screamed, it was the
highest pitched scream I had ever heard in my life. Finn kept his composure and
placed the cleaver on the counter with blood dripping from it. He calmly tugged
on the other blade to release the bloke's hand, CJ and I let go of him at the
same time so he could cup his hand. "Now let that be a mother fucking
warning to you and your firm. If I see or even hear that any of you have been
sniffing around my businesses, I'll cut every fucking members hands off. Now
make sure you go back and tell them." The bloke's hand was pissing out
blood all over the floor, he stumbled backwards before eagerly heading towards
the door.
"I think you've forgotten something!" Finn juggled the bloke's
fingers to the roar of laughter from Eli, only encouraging him further. When
the two men didn't respond he threw the fingers at them one by one as they left
the building.

"You cut all four fingers
off?" CJ asked looking disgusted.
Finn nodded, "Well I couldn't decide and he didn't state which one."
"You're one sick mother fucker Finn."
"Why thank you!" He stated taking a bow towards Eli who was still
chuckling.
The bell on the door chimed, and we all turned to see Rian. "What did I
miss?" he asked stepping further into the room.
CJ pointed to the floor, and we watched as Rian looked down and the horror
register on his face. He shrieked like a girl and physically shivered as he
stepped over the fingers as if they were going to grab him.

"Is it okay to come
out?" Arnold popped his head out of the back room.
"Yeah, you may need some cleaning fluid and some bleach. In saying that,
you may need to buy a new counter as you're never getting the blood out of
that." CJ stated.
"Ever the practical one!" Eli rolled his eyes mockingly.
Arnold disappeared into the backroom and an attractive dark haired woman came
out holding a tray with a bottle of whisky and five glasses.
"Here, I thought you could do with this," she placed the tray onto
the counter. "Do you want me to do something with that?" she asked
looking at the meat cleaver.
"No babe that's fine, I'll sort that out." Finn stated. She smiled politely
and walked back to the office with Finn staring at her arse.
"Charlotte's married," Eli stated firmly not wanting his brother to
mix business with pleasure.
Finn held up his hands, "I was only looking!"
"Yeah yeah!" Rian mocked.

"Well if you don't need us
anymore we're gonna make a move," CJ stated referring to the both of us.
"Yeah that's fine. Look I appreciate you both coming this evening, safety
in numbers and all that." Finn did look sincere. "I would shake your
hand Jay but I don't think you'd want to." He held up his hands covered in
blood.
"Nah, I'm good thanks. See you all soon." I held up my hand
indicating that we were off and followed CJ from the building.

 I started the engine and slowly
pulled out into the moving traffic.
"You're quiet Jay, what's up?"
I manoeuvred around a car trying to park, "Nothing, just thinking."
"About?"
I let out a sigh, "I miss that brotherhood, watching you and your brothers
interact just got me thinking."
"There are plenty of places where you can get that bond, you only have to
look at the club for that."
"It's not the same," I said dismissively.
 "You've only seen it through the eyes of a child. The time it took your
parents away from you, the time your dad was incarcerated, you need to see it
also from an adult perspective. The freedom, the brotherhood, the laughs and
jokes, the pussy available...do I need to go on?"
I shook my head, "No I get the picture."
"But seriously Jay, you said you'd become a hang around which I think is
great. See what's involved and make an informed decision, just don't base a
decision on a child's perspective."
"What if I want children eventually though, club life and families don't
mix too well although that's how we market it."
"Things are changing, what with Duke and Diesel soon to become fathers,
and Spike taking on the twins, things are going to have to change because I
can't see Ink and Ash putting up with that can you?"
"Ink and Ash?" I shrugged my shoulders not knowing who he was talking
about.
"Oh sorry man, they're Duke's and Diesel's old ladies. They won't take any
shit even off their old men." CJ sniggered at the thought.
"So how come you haven't settled down yet?" I asked as I indicated
into our estate.
"I'm all for happy ever after but I just haven't met the one. Not that
I've been looking, I'm a great believer that if it's meant to be then it's
meant to be." CJ turned his full attention to me, "And how are things
with Sam?"
"I've only seen her a couple of times but I enjoy her company."
"Well I'm glad to hear it, do I know her?"
"I really hope not but I haven't asked her yet."
CJ bit the side of mouth to try to hide his smirk, he knew what my comment was
in reference to. I knew there was stigma with prostitution but I liked to think
that the club members would be a little more liberal than most considering what
they got up to. I was hoping that Sam hadn't been with anyone from the club,
but if she had I'd have to deal with it. I couldn't believe I was even having
these thoughts, she'd refused to come out for a drink with me so I shouldn't be
holding out much hope that she'd want me to be anything but a punter, but I
wasn't giving up so easily.

Sam

I applied the last layer of
mascara on my eyelashes as I sat at my dressing table humming to a song on the
radio. I enjoyed this calm before the storm as I was able to take stock away
from work and especially Spyder. I placed the applicator back into the tube and
was startled as my bedroom door flung open with force, banging off the wall and
knocking my picture off the hook and onto the floor. I stood, physically shaking
and stepped back knocking over my stool in the process but I wanted to put some
distance between myself and whoever it was coming through the door.

"You've got a freshy."
My eyes widened as I turned my attention to the young girl that Spyder was man
handling into my room. "You know the drill, get her ready coz you're
wanted at the Marriott at 7.00pm."
The girl was sobbing and fell to her knees as he released her, I glared at
Spyder annoyed that he'd taken another girl as he'd promised that he'd
reconsider taking on anyone new. "Don't eyeball me bitch, I'll wipe that
fucking look off your face if you carry it on."
I didn't back down, I pulled back my shoulders and narrowed my eyes further as
I slowly walked towards him. "You said you wouldn't be bringing anymore
girls here." I stated coldly trying to ignore the whimpers coming from the
girl on the floor.
Spyder reached out and grasped his hand tightly around my neck, "You aint
listening, open your mouth one more time and you'll regret it." He
tightened his hand further and I felt the pinch. My hands instinctively went to
my neck to try and prize his fingers from my throat but his hold was too
strong. "Do you understand?"
I couldn't speak as he was squeezing my wind pipe but I managed a small nod indicating
that I did. He slowly let go and I breathed heavily trying to get oxygen into
my lungs. "Good girl you continue to learn fast, now do as you're told and
get her ready by 6.30pm. You're going to see your little army friend."
My heart quickened at the thought of seeing Jayden again, I knew I was growing
fond of him but I needed to keep it together because he was just a punter. My
breathing was slowly returning to normal, and I stood tall hoping it would help.
I thought Spyder had left but he stood in the doorway assessing me, "What's
up?" I asked confused by his facial expression.
His scowl was alarming, I didn't like his unreadable expressions because it
meant he was unpredictable, I didn't know if I'd be getting a beating, raped or
flowers. "Spyder what's up?" I asked gently not wanting to antagonise
him but tried to stall for time.
He shook his head as if pulling himself from his thoughts, "Just make sure
you're fucking ready." He turned on his heels and stomped from my room
slamming the door behind him. I shuddered as he left the room, he made me on
edge whenever he was around because of his unpredictability with situations.

The young girls whimpering caught
my attention, I composed myself quickly before I sat down beside her.
"Come here babe," I wrapped my arms around her and was surprise when
she came willingly. I cupped the back of her head and held her close, her tears
instantly soaked into my blouse but I continued to hold her, knowing all too
well what she was feeling at this moment in time.

Her breathing became a little more
controlled but now her uncontrollable sobbing had stopped, she'd given herself
hiccups instead. I pulled back slightly and looked down at her blotchy tear
stained face, she couldn't have been much older than sixteen.
"Shit!" I said aloud shaking my head but cupped my mouth realising
that I'd worried her further as her eyes widened. "Sorry babe, I didn't
mean to startle you." I placed my hands either side of her face and tilted
her head so I could see directly into her eyes. "We don't have long, I
need to get you ready for this evening but I need you to give me a brief
explanation as to how you got here." Her eyes filled with water again and
her lip quivered. "It's okay babe, I'm not going to hurt you, if anything
I'm trying to find out a little about you so I can hopefully make it
right." She furrowed her brows and as she blinked she unleashed the tears
she'd been trying to hold at bay.
"I need to know where you're from, how you got here and what you've been
told?" I released my hands from her cheeks and she shuffled across the
carpet so she could rest her back against the bed. "Let's start off with a
name, I'm Sam and you are?" The girl opened her mouth and mumbled
something inaudible, "Sorry I didn't catch that."
"Leanne," she whispered.
"Okay, well nice to meet you Leanne." She smiled briefly but it
wasn't a true smile as it didn't reach her eyes. I crawled across the carpet in
her direction and nestled myself beside her as I looked at my watch, "We
don't have long, like I said I need to know where you're from, how you got here
and what you've been told."
"Can you help me?" she asked quietly.
I shrugged and let out a sigh, "I don't know but if I have that
information I can at least try." This caught her attention, I briefly saw
hope on her face before she turned her attention to a small rip in her jeans,
circling her finger over the hole while she contemplated her next move.

The silence was deafening but I
didn't want to rush her, if she was willing to give me information I at least
wanted her to offer it freely rather than me interrogating her. She'd already
been through a rough time, but what I didn't know yet was how long ago she'd
been taken and whether she'd been given the same story as me.
"I'm from a respectable home, I'm not a runaway or anything like
that."
I thought it strange why she'd give me that information first and to be honest
I didn't believe her. "The thought hadn't even entered my mind," I
said telling her what she wanted to hear.
Leanne slowly nodded her head accepting my response and returned her attention
back to the hole in her jeans. There was another long pause, I discreetly
glanced at my watch realising that we didn't have long at all before we had to
make a move but I really wanted to hear her story and at least try and put her
at ease before we left to meet Jayden.
"I wanted to do some modelling, silly I know as thousands of girls want to
become models. I met a man at a casting session, and he said I had what it
took. He gave me his business card and asked me to give him a call should I
want to meet up and produce a portfolio."
I chewed on the inside of my mouth while I contemplated what she'd just said.
"Spyder, Jackal or Pyet?" I asked wanting to know who had taken her.
Her head spun around quickly as her eyes locked on mine, shocked that I knew
the very people that had deceived her. "Pyet," she replied softly.
I rubbed my forehead as his name rang in my head, it wasn't dissimilar from
what had happened to me but I didn't want to tell her that. On hearing her
words my initial reaction was, what a fucking stupid bitch to be taken in by
such a man, but her words rang true and only highlighted what vile men Spyder,
Jackal and Pyet were.
"So where you from?" I asked leaning on the bed to help myself up
from the floor.
Leanne mimicked my actions and stood beside me, "Nottingham."
"Okay, do you know why they've brought you here?" Leanne's eyes
immediately filled with tears as she placed her hand over her mouth to try to
stifle the noises.
I grabbed Leanne and pulled her in close for another hug, "Babe we need to
make good of a really shitty situation. We're going to see a friend this
evening, he's a regular and although I'm supposed to be showing you the ropes
you won't be expected to do anything, you have my word." I kissed the top
of her head trying to mother her and make Leanne feel a little better about the
situation. At least I'd bought myself some time to work out what I was going to
do to try and save her from this shit.

We were both startled by a series
of bangs on my bedroom door. I placed my hand over Leanne's mouth quickly to
stifle her cries and held her firm as she wiggled around trying to get free.
"Sam, be down at the car in fifteen," Pyet bellowed before I heard
him stomp down the corridor.
Leanne's breathing was laboured, "You need to get it together girl and fast.
These aren't nice men babe and they will seriously hurt you if you fuck them
about. I'm doing my best here, trying to stall for time in order to get you
safe but you need to try and keep it together or you'll ruin everything. Do I
make myself clear?" I asked through gritted teeth annoyed with her. I knew
she was scared, I remember the very same feeling when I first arrived here but
I didn't have anyone willing to help me so she should think herself lucky. She
nodded her head and I released my hand slowly from her mouth. "Good
because I don't have time for this shit." I was putting myself in jeopardy
by trying to help her, there was a lot on the line if I got caught but I needed
her to see the seriousness of it all.
I stepped back and assessed her quickly trying to calculate her size.
"What are you an eight maybe a ten?"
"It depends on what it is." She replied quietly, twisting her hands
together nervously.
I walked over to my wardrobe and flung open the doors, I began to flick through
the clothing trying to find something suitable for this evening but not too
revealing to make her feel uncomfortable. I came across a black dress that had
a belt, she could fasten this to pull it in at the waist if it were too big. I
took it from the wardrobe and removed the hanger before chucking it on the bed.
"Sit!" I stated pointing to my dresser in the corner of the room. She
opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it again as I raised my brow
daring her to argue. She gingerly walked over to the dresser and sat pulling
the stool closer towards the mirror.
"You've got fair skin like me so my foundation should be okay. You any good
at applying make-up?" I asked resting my hands on her shoulders standing
behind her. Leanne nodded her head slowly and I let out a sigh of relief, well
at least that would save some time. "Great, well start applying some make
up to cover your blotchy face while I do something with this hair." I
puffed it either side of her head wondering what the fuck I was going to do
with it? It looked like it hadn't seen a brush this side of Christmas.
I reached for some bobby pins from my dresser and placed them into my mouth as
I brushed through Leanne's tangled hair. I noticed her grimace a few times but
she didn't say anything as she continued to apply her make-up.

A series of bangs rattled on the
door, startling me. I placed my index finger to my mouth, indicating to Leanne
that she needed to be quiet before I walked over to open the door.
"What's up?" I asked drawing my brows slightly as I spoke to Jackal.
He looked me up and down approvingly before he rested his eyes on my cleavage,
"You're wanted in the car now, you have a client soon."
I glanced over my shoulder to see Leanne sitting perfectly still not wanting to
draw any attention to herself. I returned my attention back to Jackal, "I
know but it takes time to look this good. We'll be out in two." I held up
my two fingers and gave him a smile. He wasn't the brightest but he knew that
we needed to look our best in order to receive the money we charged. Jackal
cocked his head before stepping back into the corridor allowing me to close my
bedroom door.
"Right babe, get that dress on and then it's show time." I saw the
anguish on her face, I couldn't see her keeping it together but I needed her to
keep quiet and not draw attention to herself until I could at least speak to
Jayden. We'd grown close over his recent visits and I was hoping that he'd
think of a way that I'd be able to get her to safety. "As long as you do
as you're told, you'll be fine." A small smile flickered across her face
before she turned and walked over to the bed. I turned my back giving her the
privacy she desired to undress but knew all too well that if I didn't come up
with a plan quickly then this situation would deteriorate over night.

"You look stunning Leanne."
I grabbed my hand bag from the bedside cabinet and walked towards the door.
"Sam!"
I glanced over my shoulder, "What's up?"
Leanne chewed the inside of her mouth as her eyes fell to the floor. She
obviously wanted to ask me something but didn't have the courage. "Spit it
out babe we haven't got time." Her eyes welled again and I didn't have
time to retouch her make-up. I walked towards her and gently placed my hand on
her upper arm, "What do you want to ask me?"
She looked up, surprised that I knew she had something on her mind. "How
did you end up here?" Leanne's question was like a dagger to my chest. I
had asked myself the same bloody question, time and time again. I was an
educated young woman, from a stable home and considered myself to be streetwise
but I had allowed myself to be taken in by a man. A man that only had one thing
on his mind, the urge to exploit young women for profit. I contemplated my
response, and glanced in her direction to see her waiting expectantly.
"The very same reason you are babe but the difference is, you have someone
willing to help you." Leanne smiled briefly but I didn't have time to be
sentimental, I turned on my heels and opened the bedroom door nervous about
what was lying ahead.

"Ladies you both look
beautiful." Pyet stood beside the car leaning on the open door.
I gave him a sarcastic smirk before I wiped it clean off my face, he knew that
I didn't appreciate his smart mouth but that's one of the reason he carried on,
trying to goad me so he could get his hands on my body. He'd told me on
numerous occasions that he wanted to fuck me, but the fact that Spyder had
claimed me was enough to keep him at arm's length unless I stepped out of line.
A month after I was first brought here, a girl tried to escape. I hadn't realised
what she was going to do but she'd asked me to lie about where she was. This
was a bad decision, Spyder had made it quite clear that no one was to touch me from
the very start but I subsequently found out that rule is null and void if you
try to help someone escape. That night I received the biggest hiding of my
life, even Jackal and Pyet were concerned as a doctor was eventually called to
deal with my injuries even though they were both the instigators. Spyder
severely punished them after the assault for taking it too far as it cost him
money as I wasn't able to work for four weeks because of my injuries. It was a
lesson well learned and since then, they'd reprimanded me in other ways by
giving me horrible punters or isolating me from the other women.