Pyro whispers something in her ear, and she nods shakily with tears in her eyes.
Sniper comes up to me and hands me her phone, and I swear I see f**king red. Everything is motherfucking red.
“Prez one of Snake’s guys snatched her up. Looks like with a rag with chloroform on the video and Chris climbed into the van willingly,” ZZ snaps.
“Why the f**k couldn’t she just listen to me. Stubborn f**king bitch.”
We walk to the chapel and start taking our seats. We know that we gotta wait for Snake to call and make his demands. He wants something from me.
“Snake isn’t our only problem,” I say racking my hands over my face groaning. “Star’s real name is Winter Belov.”
The room booms with what the f**ks.
“She’s running from her father. I don’t know which Belov yet; she won’t open up. But if Snake finds out, Winter might as well be dead.”
My stomach starts churning as I think about what will happen to Winter if I don’t get her back. It’s simply not an option.
“What do you think he wants?” Samuel asks. “The only thing we have is...,” Samuel trails off because he already knows the answer.
“FUCK,” Rob roars first.
“He wants the gold pipeline,” Hammer growls through a clenched jaw.
I don’t know how Snake found out about the gold pipeline, but he’s been after the MC ever since. Who wouldn’t want it? It’s a damn gold mine. An actual f**king goldmine was running right underneath our territory in the desert. We stumbled upon it when we met up with some contacts, and haven’t been able to go back. Word got out that our land was hot, and we weren’t taking a chance on leading someone straight to it. The gold we dug up when we found it was worth 2.2 million. After cleaning the gold, it sold for 1.5 million. I had my suspicions that Christina was the one that found out, and took the lead straight to Snake. Now Angel’s disappearance confirmed it.
“Christina,” I growl.
“I knew that f**king bitch was up to no good,” Pyro speaks up.
“I gotta get her back.” I don’t need to explain myself because every single one of my brothers knows that when you find the one you just find her. Yeah, some of them stray from their women and some of them don’t, but it’s life. Once we find the one, we cherish the shit outta em. We sometimes have shit ways of doing them wrong, but we always make up for it. They never want for anything.
“Breakneck?” Walter asks.
Breakneck is the MC name, but it’s also a word for our family. He’s asking if I’m laying a claim of forever on her. That is the kind of claim that we would risk everything for.
“Breakneck,” I repeat.
“Well f**k me.” James leans back.
“We’ll get her back Prez,” Smokey growls as he tries handing me a joint. I pass. I want a clear damn head for when the phone rings.
“So you’re claiming a Russian.” Hammer chuckles. “Does she talk dirty in Russian when you’re f**king her?”
I would be pissed if someone that wasn’t a club member or a brother asked that, but he’s just trying to ease my anger and worry. I have some incredible brothers and all thanks to my pop.
“It makes my dick so hard,” I groan missing her. “It’s been a f**king hour; what the f**k is taking so…” my phone ringing interrupts my rant. I tap the speaker button as soon as I accept the call.
“Brax,” I growl. “Where is she, Snake?”
“She’s right here. C’mon cunt, bring your naked ass over here and say hello,” he taunts.
“You think being f**king nude bothers me? I’m a f**king stripper, you dumbass! Don’t f**king touch me. I said don’t f**king touch me!” She screams.
I hear her slapping him away, and my blood boils as my body heats up in a rage I’ve never felt before. This new kind of rage brings on the meaning for revenge.
“She’s got such a pretty little pu**y; I can’t wait to tear that shit up.” Snake chuckles. “Give me the gold pipeline or your bitch is dead; hell she might even beg me to kill her when I rip her hole to hole.”
“Don’t you f**king touch her Snake,” I seethe as I eye my brothers and they nod. “I’ll give you the pipeline; just don’t f**king touch her.”
“Now why don’t I believe you Braxxon? You’re your father’s son. Call me back in twelve hours with your final answer. Until then, I’m gonna enjoy this delicate, feisty bitch of yours.”
“Don’t f**king touch me! Noooo... Noo… Noo… Gummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—,” Her screams cut off as Snake hangs up.
The phone goes to the operator telling me to hang up, and I can’t move; I can’t even reach over and shut the damn thing off. I’m immobile, and I feel absolutely powerless. I can’t wait twelve hours to get her back I just can’t. Who knows what he’s doing to her now. I’m gonna be f**king sick.
“Breathe Prez, we’re riding out. Fuck him, we’re gonna find her,” Sniper roars.
“Prez let’s go.” Hammer stands as he taps my phone off.
“Breakneck,” they say in unison. I look at my brothers, nod, and climb to my feet.
12
“Don’t f**king touch me! Noooo... Noo… Noo… Gummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeearrrrrssss,” I scream out for Braxxon to hear me as Snake’s free palm connects with my cheek.
Sniper comes up to me and hands me her phone, and I swear I see f**king red. Everything is motherfucking red.
“Prez one of Snake’s guys snatched her up. Looks like with a rag with chloroform on the video and Chris climbed into the van willingly,” ZZ snaps.
“Why the f**k couldn’t she just listen to me. Stubborn f**king bitch.”
We walk to the chapel and start taking our seats. We know that we gotta wait for Snake to call and make his demands. He wants something from me.
“Snake isn’t our only problem,” I say racking my hands over my face groaning. “Star’s real name is Winter Belov.”
The room booms with what the f**ks.
“She’s running from her father. I don’t know which Belov yet; she won’t open up. But if Snake finds out, Winter might as well be dead.”
My stomach starts churning as I think about what will happen to Winter if I don’t get her back. It’s simply not an option.
“What do you think he wants?” Samuel asks. “The only thing we have is...,” Samuel trails off because he already knows the answer.
“FUCK,” Rob roars first.
“He wants the gold pipeline,” Hammer growls through a clenched jaw.
I don’t know how Snake found out about the gold pipeline, but he’s been after the MC ever since. Who wouldn’t want it? It’s a damn gold mine. An actual f**king goldmine was running right underneath our territory in the desert. We stumbled upon it when we met up with some contacts, and haven’t been able to go back. Word got out that our land was hot, and we weren’t taking a chance on leading someone straight to it. The gold we dug up when we found it was worth 2.2 million. After cleaning the gold, it sold for 1.5 million. I had my suspicions that Christina was the one that found out, and took the lead straight to Snake. Now Angel’s disappearance confirmed it.
“Christina,” I growl.
“I knew that f**king bitch was up to no good,” Pyro speaks up.
“I gotta get her back.” I don’t need to explain myself because every single one of my brothers knows that when you find the one you just find her. Yeah, some of them stray from their women and some of them don’t, but it’s life. Once we find the one, we cherish the shit outta em. We sometimes have shit ways of doing them wrong, but we always make up for it. They never want for anything.
“Breakneck?” Walter asks.
Breakneck is the MC name, but it’s also a word for our family. He’s asking if I’m laying a claim of forever on her. That is the kind of claim that we would risk everything for.
“Breakneck,” I repeat.
“Well f**k me.” James leans back.
“We’ll get her back Prez,” Smokey growls as he tries handing me a joint. I pass. I want a clear damn head for when the phone rings.
“So you’re claiming a Russian.” Hammer chuckles. “Does she talk dirty in Russian when you’re f**king her?”
I would be pissed if someone that wasn’t a club member or a brother asked that, but he’s just trying to ease my anger and worry. I have some incredible brothers and all thanks to my pop.
“It makes my dick so hard,” I groan missing her. “It’s been a f**king hour; what the f**k is taking so…” my phone ringing interrupts my rant. I tap the speaker button as soon as I accept the call.
“Brax,” I growl. “Where is she, Snake?”
“She’s right here. C’mon cunt, bring your naked ass over here and say hello,” he taunts.
“You think being f**king nude bothers me? I’m a f**king stripper, you dumbass! Don’t f**king touch me. I said don’t f**king touch me!” She screams.
I hear her slapping him away, and my blood boils as my body heats up in a rage I’ve never felt before. This new kind of rage brings on the meaning for revenge.
“She’s got such a pretty little pu**y; I can’t wait to tear that shit up.” Snake chuckles. “Give me the gold pipeline or your bitch is dead; hell she might even beg me to kill her when I rip her hole to hole.”
“Don’t you f**king touch her Snake,” I seethe as I eye my brothers and they nod. “I’ll give you the pipeline; just don’t f**king touch her.”
“Now why don’t I believe you Braxxon? You’re your father’s son. Call me back in twelve hours with your final answer. Until then, I’m gonna enjoy this delicate, feisty bitch of yours.”
“Don’t f**king touch me! Noooo... Noo… Noo… Gummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—,” Her screams cut off as Snake hangs up.
The phone goes to the operator telling me to hang up, and I can’t move; I can’t even reach over and shut the damn thing off. I’m immobile, and I feel absolutely powerless. I can’t wait twelve hours to get her back I just can’t. Who knows what he’s doing to her now. I’m gonna be f**king sick.
“Breathe Prez, we’re riding out. Fuck him, we’re gonna find her,” Sniper roars.
“Prez let’s go.” Hammer stands as he taps my phone off.
“Breakneck,” they say in unison. I look at my brothers, nod, and climb to my feet.
12
“Don’t f**king touch me! Noooo... Noo… Noo… Gummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeearrrrrssss,” I scream out for Braxxon to hear me as Snake’s free palm connects with my cheek.
