"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
Randi is not sure if she's more excited or nervous over what punishment he is going to use. She slowly removes her top and then her jeans. When she does, he stands up quickly spinning her around to face the desk. He presses his front against her backside letting her feel how hard he was for her. The anticipation of what he was about to do had him already rock hard. He grabbed her hands and put them on the desk. He unfastened her bra sliding the straps down her arms. Then grabbed her panties giving them a quick jerk and ripped them right off. Her gasp took them both to a higher awareness of the sexual tension going on. The sting on her right ass cheek was quite the surprise. Then his hand rubbed the spot while his mouth nudged her ear. "That was one." Jag whispered. Randi moaned as his breath tickled her neck. The second sting on her left ass cheek was just as much a surprise as the first. Again, he rubbed the spot. Then he bent her over the desk and thrust his cock all the way in
"April is not pregnant, and I'm pretty sure she wasn't before either. Something seems strange with her. She swears she took a home test and it was positive. They can give false positives, but she swears she was pregnant and had a miscarriage. There's no signs of one." Doc explains. "Ok, let me talk to her." Jag replies. The three of them go into the room. April is holding the home test in her hand. "See, I'm not lying." April replies. Jag looks at her. "You need to tell me the truth right this second what's going on, or you're gone for good! Now you've always been truthful to me, so I want the truth now!" April starts crying. "I'm sorry. I just did it because she said she heard I was getting kicked out of the clubhouse. I swear. I wasn't going to demand anything except to be able to stay here. She said I could pretend I lost it and you'd feel sorry for me and let me stay." "First of all whoever told you that was lying. Second of all I want to know who she is. And third I want to
“I want to tell everyone that me and Cassi are having a baby!" Sam explains. Everyone hollers and cheers. "And, I asked Cassi to be my Old Lady AND to marry me, and she said yes!" Sam roars. "Oh my God I'm so happy for you! Are you getting married before or after me and Doc?" Alex asks. "Well Sam wants it fast. He said two months." Cassi replies. "That's great! I can't wait!" Alex replies. Everyone takes turns congratulating the happy couple. Randi does as well and then sits at the bar. She's still in a mood. It's been two days and she's refused sex to Jag. He's in a fowl mood too. He finally comes over to her and sits down. "How much longer are you going to be mad at me?" Jag asks. Randi doesn't respond. "Look, I know I was an ass about it. I was just shocked and dealing with club shit." "Yes, you were a huge ass." Randi confirms. "Jag life happens. We do our best but sometimes life has other plans for us. It scares me how bad you reacted. I mean what if I was pregnant? Wh