Taken by Sadistic: Rage Ryders MC (3 page)

Chapter 3

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Kori

Please, oh god, please say I’ve done the right thing. My father is an evil son of a bitch; he will kill anyone to get his way. He cares for no one, not even his own flesh and blood. We are all pawns in his journey for control and power. Nothing and no one is sacred in his game of bloodlust. We are all in danger, regardless if we’re loyal to him or not.

My memories go back to the hold and control he had over me the day I had to make the heart wrenching decision to leave Tic behind for good. I could never let him know that I was never returning to him as his Ol’ lady, and all our plans for our future were never to come true.

“Kori”, I heard my father scream my name as my last item went into my box to leave for school. My door suddenly flew open and their Father stood, he looked like a madman, ready to make a fresh kill. Only his intended target was me, his own daughter. Only this shouldn’t surprise me, he held my mother’s life over my head for years to keep me his puppet, doing his bidding and living my life the way he wanted. “What the fuck is this bullshit?!” he flung my new school acceptance letter at me. How in the hell did he get his hands on that? I had that hidden, it was hidden in my lock-box. Did he break open my personal box?

“Father, how did you get that? Are you breaking into my things?” I hissed at him, I learned it doesn’t matter how I speak to my father, if he’s gonna attack, he’ll do it rather I’m sugar and spice and everything nice…or if I mimic his rude tone.

“It doesn’t matter how I got my hands on it, you worthless piece of shit! I told you that you’d go where I told you. You have no say so, I control every aspect of your future. I chose it all! What makes you think you can go somewhere else and I wouldn’t find out about it?” He’s really seething, full of anger now. I know how this is going to end up, me on my ass and his fist in my face. Been there and done that most of my life. Especially once I learned how to walk and talk.

“You have got to be shitting me! I am almost 19 years old! I am going out to make a life for myself! I don’t need your control anymore!”

Yep, there it came...just as I knew it would. I wish I could tell you I was fast enough to miss the blow that came at me, but I would be lying. My father’s fist on my face always felt like I’d been sacked by a 300lb. lead steel bar. It knocked me right on my ass, but me being me, got right back up. Determined not to let him rule my life anymore, willing to show him, his iron fist no longer ruled my world.

“Is that what your gonna do ‘till the day you die, Father? Hit me ‘till you get your way like an adolescent boy?”

He smiled and laughed, a laugh so evil a grown man would cower from him. I, however, have heard it my entire life, still determined to stand up to him. I straightened my shoulders and looked him dead in his eyes. Determined not to let him control mine and Tic’s future. Only shaking his head, he held out some papers and pictures for me.

“Read and look through those photos, darling daughter, then tell me if you’re willing to take any chances where ‘your man’ is concerned.”

He left my room whistling a tune of a winner, as I fell to the ground in tears taking in all my father has just shown me. He has enough here to not only ruin the love of my life’s entire future but that of our family, his brothers, his club. Our future is over! Where did he get all of this? After hours of sitting and going through all of his documents, I knew there was only one thing I could do…run, run for Tic, run for the Rage Ryders, run…run for me.

Noting that my father had left for yet, another business meeting, leaving only one henchman behind, that’s exactly what I did. I ran for all of our lives
. And until today, that’s what I’ve been doing, but now, I can’t keep running. I have to tell Tic and the Rage Ryders everything. They have a right to know that they may be in danger, danger from a madman, danger from my father. Elijah Reynaldo Cardozo. The new drug lord of our town, state, and lives.

Chapter 4

~Tic

I decided to make a pit stop and join the prospects we have workin’ on emptyin’ out Kori’s place of clothing and items she’ll need while I figure out what’s her dad’s game plan. I know my Lil’ Bit here is gonna want some of her toys and I’m gonna make sure she gets what she wants. Neither of my girls were ever again gonna need or want for anything that I won’t make sure they don’t have. My little bit couldn’t stop talkin’ about showin’ her old man her room and drawins, so that’s what were doin’ while she’s gonna show me what items are a must while she stays with me at my dorm where I know Cardozo and his ‘men’ can’t get to either of them.

See, I have my history with the son of a bitch that donated his sperm to my Angel after she left for school, and I knew her sudden rush was his fault and I had my confrontation with him, I told that bastard I was gonna make him pay. Sure nuff’ I did, I sent his buddy, childhood friend to prison where he met his maker. Saldanado, he was obsessed with my girl, thought she was born for him, and Cardozo was gonna give her to him – over my mother
fuckin’
dead body would that ever happen.

It just took word to some of my inside contacts and the deed was done, no more Saldanado. One threat to my girl was gone. Now, one more to go and my girl can relax and enjoy her man and daughter, the way life is supposed to be. Hearing Lil’ Bit scream in excitement at bein’ home brings me outta my head and I enjoy her excitement and allow it to bring some to myself. It amazes me how a little sunshine from my daughter can light up my life and I’ve only had her in my life and arms a little over twenty-four hours. Goes to show what havin’ a piece of yourself livin’ outside of you can do to bring some peace into an existence that was just that – existing. I kneel in front of my daughter so I can look her in the eyes and know I have her attention.

“Lil bit, you and your momma are gonna stay with me and our family for a while for a reunion, ya, so we need to get you some clothes and toys and load em up in your old man’s truck.”

“Daddy, you so funny! You not old! You don’t have gray hair, and you don’t carry a crazy stick to walk wid like the man at the stora. You silly Daddy.”

I don’t even know how to respond to my girl, I’ve never had such sweet in my life other than her mother. I look up and see the prospects starin’ at my girl in awe...yea fuckers, this is what it’s like with perfection in your life. Since Malibu, it’s been hard to keep Prospects around. He’s the last one we all trusted completely, we had two men betray us in such a short amount of time that we are leery about lettin’ another rat bastard into our club.

These two fuckers here though, I would personally put my life into their hands – why you ask, because they are my brothers. By blood. They came from the same womb I did, and they’re mine, so I know where their loyalties lie. Carson is twenty-five he’s the middle one and Levi is twenty-two. He’s the baby, and I brought them here to save them from the shitty path they were headin’ down. They still don’t know what to do or say about my girl, and neither of them have taken their eyes from her since we walked through the door. Guess it’s time they meet their niece.

“Carson, Levi – close your damn mouths and don’t push your damn eyes outta your sockets and come meet your niece Lil Bit. Lil Bit, these dipshits here are your uncles…Carson and Levi. Their fun and cool once they remember how to talk and be human again.”

“Daddy! You said lottsa bad wordsa!! Momma’s gonna wash your mouth out, she doesn’t like bad words from my mouth.”

“That’s because you’re a lil lady beautiful, and I’m a man, men don’t always watch what words spit outta their mouths. You’re just gonna have’ta forgive your old man – k?”
 

“Daddy, why do you keep callin’ yousa’ old?”

My little beauty is so confused by her old man callin’ himself old instead of her Daddy, how do ya explain’ this one? I look to my brothers for help, not sure where to go with this one when I hear the voice that still after all of these years has the ability to take my breath away and stop me dead in my tracks.

“Your Daddy is calling himself your old man sweetness because boys are funny – and to him, it means the same thing as it does to you when you call him Daddy.”

Kori explains so effortlessly. Damn, she’s so fuckin’ beautiful.

“Momma!!! Daddy picked me up from school today, we sang Old McDonald’s farm, but he’s not very good at it yet, he needs lessons!”

My baby girl says this as she scrunches her nose up at her mom as she explains all of this in full detail. I personally didn’t feel I did all that bad for my first time. I’ll tell you however, I’m all for any lessons Kori’s willin’ to teach me, especially if we can play teacher in the bedroom. I can’t wait to feel her thighs around my waist as I slam into her. She always made me feel whole, and tonight, she’s givin’ me what I’ve been cravin’ for all this time we’ve been apart.

My Angel lifts her eyes and looks at me eyes to eyes, soul to soul. Damn I’ve missed this, the way she manages to fulfill me just by being near and givin’ herself to me by just one look. All of a sudden all of my senses have come back online as I find myself suddenly standin’ in front of her, I don’t even remember walkin’ across the room to get to her. She looks up at me and we both reach for each other, her up and me down as we say hello the only way we can.

Our kiss starts off demandin’, we have none of that takin’ it slow, this isn’t our first kiss, it isn’t a patient reunion. This is an all-out war of two people’s souls crashin’ into each other, they’re what’s reuinitin’ and our bodies are just their flesh, our kiss is our souls becomin’ one.

“Ewww…. Momma, Daddy, that’s icky! Don’t do that no mores.”

My beautiful Lil’ Bit says bringin’ me outta my lust-filled trance her momma’s lips have the capabilities of puttin’ me in a trance with. Angel breaks out in a happy laugh that has me and my knucklehead brother’s joinin’ her in. Her laugh is contagious; you can’t help but be dragged into her happy place.

This is it, this is my missin’ part, this is where my hearts been hidin’. It’s been with her, and now, it’s startin’ to settle back in place. Tonight, tonight our bond will be resealed when we reclaim each other completely, heart, body, and soul.

Chapter 5

~Kori

After a hard day of thinking, I’ve decided to let Tic have all the reasons I left earlier than we had planned and he can decide how to tell his brothers what happened all those years ago. He deserves to hear it all from me first hand, not in a room filled with his brothers’, that would be like me throwing salt into an open wound without giving him a chance to clean it first. That’s not how our relationship deserves to be resurrected.

Once we’d gotten all of our belongings together and thrown them into Tic’s new truck we hit the road headed toward the clubhouse. I was a ball of nerves returning to the clubhouse, it’s been years since I’d stepped foot inside those doors. What if the brothers didn’t accept me anymore, I did run and hurt my man! Tic is a loved and valued member of that brethren, they all respect and love him. I was once a valued member of the family, I hope to show them it was out of loyalty to them that I ran, not out of disrespect or disloyalty to them in any way.

My father is a vicious man. The more I think about it, the guiltier I feel about not trusting Tic and the Rage Ryders with all the information and letting them handle it the way they felt it needed to be done. Our lives could have turned out so much different, Lila could have had her Dad and Mom together, we could’ve been a family instead of me fearing for not only myself but also her and Tic. The guilt and anger are eating me alive. I wish there was a way to go back and change the choices I made. I just hope and pray one day they can all forgive me for the selfish choices I made. Yes, I was scared for all of them, but my fear of my father and what he could and would do to me is what was foremost in my mind.

Seeing Carson and Levi on bikes riding with us suddenly brings a smile to my sullen mood. They were little shits the last time I saw them, leaving a trail of chaos everywhere they were, I was sure the history they’d be known for in our little town. Glad to see they’ve finally wised up and found a place for themselves not only in their brother’s life, but finding a place in the Rage Ryders. If anyone deserved finding a place in a family like them it’s these three men. They never stood a chance at having a good life without having a strong role model in their lives. Thank goodness there’s plenty of them in this amazing MC of men.

Pulling into the clubhouse courtyard and making our way into the garage, I’m in awe. There is a welcoming committee here to meet the newest member of their family, my little girl. She’s going the have so many uncles and aunts to love her, she’s not going to know what to do! It’s been just her and I for so long. The glow that’s on her face just having her dad here makes all of the rough times I’ve had worth it just to see the smile reflected in her eyes even when her mouth isn’t in motion. She’s a lucky little girl, my daughter, what I wouldn’t have done to have a man like Tic as my father.

As Tic places the truck in park, I nearly pee my pants when the door is jerked open and I’m pulled out of my seat by Kid. Kid and I had a very strong relationship before I left, we were almost as inseparable as Tic and I were. When Riley was in the hospital, and he asked me if my Ol’ man knew I was back, I saw the hurt in his eyes which almost destroyed me. He was the brother I never had and always wanted. For him to be holding me in his arms and giving me this hug, it’s like I’m home and accepted into my world again. I feel safe, in this place, with my family of heart and choice, I feel a sense of peace that has been missing from my life for nearly four years now. I hope my father pays miserably for taking this away from me.

“Don’t hurt my Momma! Let her go! Daddy! Make him stop, he’s hurting my mom!”

Lila screams, I look at her in shock over my shoulder. Then I realize, it’s because I’m crying. She thinks I’m hurting; she doesn’t realize in her young mind that it’s tears of joy running down my cheeks not tears of pain.

“Baby girl, Momma’s alright, I promise. I’m crying because this is my best friend, I haven’t seen him in a long time. Lila, meet your uncle Kid, Kid this is mine and Tic’s daughter – Lila Rose. The best thing that’s ever happened to me outside of this family and Tic.”

Kid lets me go and goes to Tic who’s holding Lila in his arms. He takes his knuckles of his right hand and runs them down her cheek, wiping her tears away in the process.

“Hello beautiful Lila Rose, it’s a pleasure to finally get to meet you. I’ve always wanted a niece before. You have a lot of aunts and uncles here who’ve missed you and would love to get the chance ta love ya. I didn’t mean to scare you, little one. I’ve just missed your ma.”

My little Lila who’s intimidated by most strangers leans from her daddy’s arms and reaches for her uncle Kid.

“I’ve always wanted an Uncle before. Can you take me for soma icea cream and to the park?” She loudly whispers in his ear, causing a big smile to form on Kid’s face.

“Uh ya, what kinda uncle would I be if I didn’t get ya ice cream and take ya to slide down the slides and push ya on the swings. Let’s get ya settled in and maybe in the next day or two you and I can have an Uncle Kid, Aunt Riley and little one day. How’s that sound?”

Her eyes light up and she squeals in delight…Then she squeezes her nose and looks at her dad and asks “What’s an aunt Riley?”

We all bust out laughing at my adorable little girl and Tic walks over to Riley, who looks to be recovering nicely, even though I can still tell she’s in some pain and introduces his daughter to her aunt. Who might I add, Lila falls in love with instantly. I can already tell she’s gonna have her Aunt Riley and Uncle Kid wrapped around her little finger, just like she already has her daddy. I can see it in Tic’s eyes as he watches every little thing his daughter does and his eyes light with happiness.

We all walk into the clubhouse and for the next two hours I watch as my daughter entertains and captures every one of these rough and tough men’s hearts. I get this image of my poor girl twelve years down the road trying to have her first boyfriend, thirteen – to – fourteen years down the road trying to go on her first date. I don’t think either her or the poor boy in the future will ever stand a chance. Her momma’s gonna have to either hide their relationship or keep her daddy so busy he won’t be able to think about his daughter being alone with a boy.

Finally, my little lady can’t keep her eyes open any longer and falls asleep in her Uncle Kid’s arms.