Who thinks Randi will go to the clubhouse??
The guys file in to church. Jag is sitting at the head of the table. He’s seething as of course Randi didn’t follow his orders. Everyone grabs a chair as to not keep their Prez waiting. "Where's Randi?" Jag asks. "Bike shop." Replies Sam. "You really need to ask?" "Just wanted it confirmed." Jag replies. "Let me know if she leaves.” “Sam is still digging up intel on these assholes. But for now, I want eyes on them. Find out where they are staying. Follow them and keep me updated. I got word from the sheriff that there's new drugs in town. Considering they both showed up at the same time, I don't think it's a coincidence!" Jag explains. "Now after church I need a crew to go downstairs to our guests and extract info from them. And while we're at it, make their stay as unpleasant as we can." Jag laughs. The brothers join him. After Randi fixes what she can on her bike, she leaves the shop and goes to the clubhouse. She has a room there and stays there since she started working at t
"Then why do you let those whores run their mouths like you do? It's downright hurtful to hear that shit!" Randi replies. "Do you have any idea how much that hurts me?" "If the guys knew, they'd give me hell. I'm supposed to be the big bad tough Prez. Not pussy whipped by a girl!" Jag explains. "So it's ok to constantly let them hurt me as long as your rep is protected? Randi demands. "What? No! Shit, I guess I didn't think about it like that." Jag replies."Typical guy, only thinks of himself! Besides, I'm not just some girl! I'm a baddass biker chic!" Randi snorts. "And dammit I'm worth it!" "Do you know how fucking hard it is for a man to go that long? Pure torture!" Jag groans. "Well I'm glad you were tortured. You deserved the self inflicted pain." Randi retorts. "So, have you fucked anyone else?" Jag asks. "No, not exactly." Randi replies. "Explain!" Jag huffs. "Just oral and hands a couple of times." Randi replies. "But it was only after I'd caught you with one your wh
"If we are really gonna give this a shot, I'm going to be up front with you now. If I catch your cock in anything other than me or your hand, then it's game over!" Randi explains."I don't want any other bitch or whore rubbing on you, sitting in your lap, or kissing you. I know you can't control them, as long as when they try, you shove them off immediately.” Randi continues.“Ok. I can do that.” Jag replies.“Let's apply the 3 second rule. After 3 seconds you didn't act quick enough, your attempt wasn't good enough!" Randi explains. "Think how you'd feel if a guy came up to me touching me.""I'd kill any man that touches you." Jag warns."So you'd want me to push them away immediately right?" Randi asks."I get your point." Jag replies. "Now, I'm going to have one of my fantasies come true!""Oh? Tell me about this fantasy." Randi grins."I'm better at showing than telling!" Jag replies. "Come here."Randi walks around his chair and stands between his legs. Then she sits back on the
"In the past 4 months we've had seven overdoses. That's almost two per month! We haven't had an overdose since y'alls dads got rid of that last club." He explains. "Drugs is one thing our club has always been against. One thing we won't put up with. A little weed ok, but no coke or any of that other hard shit!" Jag retorts. "That's why my dad and now me always turned a blind eye to your gun running. You always kept it and the drugs out of our area." The sheriff replied. "I don't want to know the details, but a heads up whenever you're dealing with something that might drag me into it would be appreciated." He explains. "Will do." Jag replies. "Here's all the info on the overdoses and missing women. The ages of some of them make me sick!" He replied handing Jag a stack of folders. "Don't worry they're copies. You need any more intel; you know how to reach me." The sheriff replies. Jag nods his head. The sheriff gets up and leaves. The brothers are silent thinking about what they
They go to Sam's office. Randi just wanted some connection to Jag. She was so worried about the meeting. Her and Cassi went in and asked what they could do. "Just help me keep eyes on these videos. If you see anything off at all tell me. I've got my earpiece in to hear their conversation. But three pairs of eyes is better than one." Sam explains. Jag and the guys arrived at the restaurant for the Mafia meeting. Salvatore and his men were already there waiting on him. He tries not to show how nervous this meeting is making him. It could go either really good or really bad. "Mr. Lucania?" Jag asks. "Sì. Mr. Gibson?" Salvatore answers. "Thank you for meeting with me. I only came to talk. I'd prefer it just be me and you. Your guys can stay near, but I'd prefer not in ear shot range." Jag explains. "It's a delicate situation. Salvatore waves just hands and the guy sitting at the table gets up and walks to the guards. "hai la mia attenzione (you have my attention). Go on." "I know y
Jag returns to the clubhouse. He meets with the brothers then goes to his room. Jess is laying on the bed watching a movie. He kicks off his boots and removes his cut. Then he removes his shirt and pants before he lies down on the bed. "Umm did I see right and see Sam and Cassi kissing when I pulled up?" Jag asks. "Yup. Finally, they got together, with a little push from me." Randi laughs. "About damn time!" Jag agrees. "Cassi punched BJ and knocked her on her ass." Jess explained. "No shit? Didn't think she had it in her." Jag replies. "Poor Jack and LJ, odd men out!" Randi laughs. "Nah, they're too much into club pussy." Jag laughs. "Gross! I don't want to hear that about my brother even if it is true!" Randi groans. Two weeks pass. One of the guys at the gate calls Jag that a Mr. Luciano is at the gate. Jag allows him and his 2 guards he has with him to enter. "Mr. Gibson, thank you for seeing me." Salvatore replies. "Let's go to my office." Jag
Jess just shakes her head. Her voice is choked up and she just stopped crying a little bit ago. Axel walks up behind her and pulls her into his arms. "How the fuck do you think she is?" Axel growls at Ryder. "Guys please." Jess manages to whisper. "Let's not do this! I can't deal with your two's pissing match right now." They both look at her and back off each other. Sarge walks over. He nodded towards the office. "Glad you could make it brother. Let's go fill you guys in." Sarge orders. Sarge and Ryder head towards the office. Axel kisses Jess and follows. Then Jag and his officers enter last. RANDI & SALVATORE MAFI ESTATE Salvatore took Randi to his estate. He didn't hurt her or allow his men to. He did lock her in a bedroom. However, the bedroom was quite massive and luxurious. Dinner was delivered to her room, but she refused it. Salvatore paid her a visit. "la bellezza (beauty), why you no eat?" He asks. "I'm not your guest, I'm your prisioner, and I don't want your food
Ok injuries?" Jag asks Doc as he enters the area they keep their injured. "One gunshot to the arm. A few took shots in their Kevlar vests, bruising mostly, they'll be sore tomorrow. But all in all, we were lucky." Doc states. "Finally! Something goes our way for a change." Jag sighs. He goes and waits by the gate. 45 minutes later a black SUV pulls up and Randi gets out then it speeds off. She runs to Jag and he grabs her tightly in his arms. "I was worried sick about you! You promise they didn't touch an inch of your body?" Jag asks. "Not an inch." Randi confirms. Jag pulls back and looks her in her eyes. "Marry me." "What?" Randi whispers. "What did you say?" "Marry me!" Jag replies. "I never want to be apart from you again. This last week has been pure torture." "I think emotions are high right now. What if after it all settles and you don't feel the same?" Randi asks. "We both know that's the direction we've been heading. This just confirms it." Jag explains. "I'm not s