Wicked Saints. For as long as I could remember, people feared that name or any one who wore a leather cut with that name on it. Nobody messed with them and nobody questioned them. Even though I thought about leaving the club life behind more often than not, I couldn't help but feel proud to be a wicked. I was untouchable, and as I looked around the meeting room at my club family, I couldn't help but smell something.
"Melissa, what are finances looking alike? We have a run on Saturday for.... What the hell is it for?"
Too many people, Axel Dunkens was a mean and cranky son-of-a-bitch, but he had a heart of gold when it came to his family and his club. He was a little rough around the edges with his salt-and-pepper hair and fadding tattoos, but to me, he was my dad. I hardly agreed with him and we often fought on everything, but he was my president.
"Children with MS," Aaron answered as he shifted in his seat. He was a strong asset to the club, but if he didn't stop being intimidated by Axel, he wasn't going to make it far.
Axel nodded before he turned to me. "Well?"
I flipped through some blinders in front of me.
"Funds are looking great. I can put together some stuff for donations, too." "Good. Meeting adjourned!" Axel slammed his gavel but threw a hand in the air. "Alexander. Melissa. Stay put for a moment." The guys all left, which left me in an uncomfortable situation as I sat back in the chair and crossed my arms over my chest. Aleksander, of course, had that stupid grin on his face again as he placed his tatted hands on the table and looked at Axel.
"What the hell is going on between you two now?" He looked between us, but I kept my mouth shut as I threw daggers at Alexander with my glare."Your daughter is pissed at me, it's nothing, Sir," Alexander replied. "Nothing?!" I shrieked as I leaned forward. I was seconds away from lunging across this table and finish what I had started earlier in my bedroom.
Axel smacked his hands on the table and pointed at the both of us. "Fix this shit now. I can't have you two at each other's throats right now. We have too much shit going on in the club to have you two being a bunch of baby-bitching assholes."
I scoffed." I am not a baby-bitching asshole!" I stood up and grabbed the binders. "There isn't anything to fix. We're through. It won't affect how I work, I can promise you that."
Axel nodded, but when I looked at Alexander my heart clenched. He looked at me with such hurt and confusion that he had lost his grin and his brows were furrowed together.
What the hell did he have to be hurt about? He did this to himself! If he thought I was just going to brush this under the rug like I always did, he was dead fucking wrong. I left the meeting room and stormed down the hallway towards the office. After I slammed the door and threw the binders on the desk, I took a deep breath. My lonely life was short loved when the office door flew open and Alexander stood in the doorway.
"What do you mean we're through?!"
"Alexander..." I backed up as he glared at me. He was all men and powerful with his strong shoulders stretching out the shirt he wore, and this damn cologne wafting in the air toward me. Fuck, he smells good.
He crossed his arms over his chest, and I nearly passed out from the sight of his bulging biceps.
Damn, he could make me forget how angry I was at him with a simple pose like this one.
"Like I said," My voice cracked, "we're through. There isn't anything to work out.", I added.
"Like hell we are!", Alexander marched forward and he grabbed me around the waist, but I pushed against his chest. "I screwed up one more time, and you're just going to throw this way?! You can't quit me even if you wanted to." His gaze had turned red hot as he stared down at me, holding me possessively to his chest.
I went weak in his arms like I always did, loving the feeling of being in his strong arms, but then I got a second wind and pushed him away. I had to stand my ground here. I couldn't let Alexander keep doing this to me.
"You can't make me forget what you did with you seductive fuck-me-eyes again. I said we're through and I meant it!", I gathered myself and spoke it loudly.
Alexander looked wounded, running his ink hand through his hair as he blew out a breath. "How many times do I have to tell you it was just a drunken fuck? Jane means nothing to me!" He shouted.
I could tell by the tone in his voice that he was angry and even panicking a bit.
"I don't care if it meant nothing to you! It meant a whole lot to me and this isn't the first time you've fucked up. I can't do this shit anymore, Alexander. I am not like the other old-ladies who just let their men to fuck whoever they want and then let them come back into their bed the same night. I was born into this life, but I don't want it. And I don't want you... Not anymore."
Wow. That came out a lot easier than I thought it would, and it made me feel liberated. I finally spoke the words that had been in my heart for a long time. It was only recently that I realized I didn't want Alexander anymore. He couldn't give me what I needed, and that was true love.
His face said it all when I was done speaking.
I had never seen Alexander cry, or even show any emotions, but right now he was showing a whole other side of himself.
He backed up until his back hit the office door as he stared down at his boots for what seemed like an eternity. Then he finally looked back up at me with red eyes, and my chest tightened.
"So, that's it?... We're done? Just like that?" He winced at his own words as he asked them.
My heart thundered as unshed tears burned the back of my eyes.
"We're done," I whispered.
I had fully intended to stand my ground, but it was hard. If I had spoken much louder, I would have ripped my heart wide open and bawled right here in front of the only man I'd ever loved.
With a single nod, Alexander turned and left the office, closing the door on me and my broken heart. It was over, but why did it hurt so much?
ALEXANDER'S POV.The name Alexander Smith wasn't spoken lightly in these areas, and when they were spoken, most people shook or turned and ran the other way. I was built like a shit brick house and not a person you wanted to fuck with. These facts turned me into the selfish cocky, beast that Iwas today. Did I regret it? Nah I remembered the day I joined the club. I had just left my dad's funeral, at the tender age of thirteen, after my dad had been gunned down by our rival club: the skeletors. From that day on, I held a lot of anger and blame towards them, which in turn made me very vindictive. But if it weren't for Axel Dunkens taking me on as a prospect and treating me like a family, I knew I'd either be in prison or six feet under. The last two places on the earth I wanted to be.The only thing that made think straight and keep my shit together was Melissa Dunkens. The only I ever cared about and now I had just royally fucked that up.Stupid, stupid, stupid! I pounded my head with
MELISSA'S POV"Melissa! Wait!", I heard Alexander's voice but there was no way in hell I was going to wait for him. I picked up the pace ready to leave but just as I made it out to the parking lot, I was immediately turned by the arm and faced Alexander."It's not what it looked like." His eyes looked panicked, and at first it flattered me that he would care that much, but I remembered my words then."What part of 'we're done' don't you understand, Alexander? I don't care what you do with that skank anymore. I hope you had a nice time." I looked up at his hair and it had been ruffled, surely from a quickie in sheets.What a pig!I shook my head and turned toward my car, but he stopped me again.He raised his bandaged hand up, and I instantly felt worry for what happened to him. What the hell did he do?"I hurt myself, she was just cleaning up the cuts." He watched me, waiting for some type of reaction, but I wasn't going to give him one. I was too stubborn. "It wasn't what you th
MELISSA'S POV. "Melissa, what the hell was that all about? Why was my Sergeant At Arms and the Secretary beating each other to a bloody pulp?" Axel sat behind his desk as he glared over at me."They were fighting over me, dad", I shrugged my shoulders. "Over this shit that happened this morning?" He sighed out his breath, looking frustrated as hell.I shrugged again and moved my gaze to my hands in my lap. "Insorts. I slept with Gearhead a few nights ago, and I told Alexander about it today. I wanted revenge." I stole a peek up at my dad and saw his brows furrowed in surprise. "Revenge? Revenge for what ?", He questioned. "You haven't heard? Alexander fucked Missy. I was simply getting back at him for that."Axel sighed and shook his head. ",Look, Melissa, you had every right to get revenge on your man, but you cheated on him with his brother". "Dad, I don't want to hear your club point of view on this right now. I need to know what you think on this as being my dad. He
MELISSA'S POV"She's really sick, Dad."I had just finished telling him what I had to deal with the night before with Mom. He sighed. "Yeah, Ia know she is, but what do you want me to do about it?""She needs help. Help that we can't give her." I didn't want to see my Mom go down this path any longer.I would love nothing more than to have somewhat of a normal relationship with my Mom again. Right now, she was a shell of her former self and I hated that for her."I know. After tonight, I will look around for some good rehab places and see if I can get her into one of them."I hugged my dad around his stubborn neck. "Thanks, dad.""Yeah, yeah, yeah, now stop with all of this lovey-dovey shit and help me out with this before the guys get here and we have to take off." I smiled as I pulled up a chair and got to work.ALEXANDER'S POV.Running drugs wasn't what this club was founded on, but in this community, we had to do whatever we could to get the income; no matter how much we all hate
Jane walked over , glaring at Melissa before she threw me a wink and smiled."I see you need another beer, honey."I only nodded as she popped the top and slid a fresh beer in front of me. I looked over at Melissa to see her reaction, and found myself disappointed when I saw she was looking straight ahead with no emotion on her face. She wasn't showing any jealousy at all and that bothered me.Normally, she would be throwing daggers at Jane with her eyes as I waited to act if she lunged over the bar.Then she turned to look at me, her tits stretching the material of her shirt."How was the run today?", She asked confidently."Fine. Good. Yeah, it was great," I stumbled over my words.What the hell, man? I was a grown ass man, not a fucking teenager. But damn, she was distracting as fuck right now.Melissa giggled and I nearly lost my shit. Her giggle could ruin me in seconds.Man, I was in trouble tonight. I had to control myself before things worsen."I better go help Gear the keys r
MELISSA'S POV.I was incredibly turned on as Aleksander bit my bottom lip just the way I liked it. He knew me more than even I did sometimes, and right now was one of those times. I felt like my nipples were going to rip holes in my shirt if they weren't pressured soon. But that's what pulled me back to the now. What was I doing?!I was falling back into his damn trap again! I pulled away from Alexander's lips and spun away from him, but he was quick to pull me back to him. His stroking tongue and nipples against my neck drove me wild as I moaned out.Looking up, I saw Jane watching us with evil eyes. Tonight was about making anyone jealous or getting back what was supposed to be mine, but seeing the way Jane watched us, I knew I had a new mission."Give me one more night," Alexander whispered into my ear as my heart ached.I really did want one more night with him too, if only to say goodbye, but seeing Jane made me want to have one more night with him just to prove to Jane that Alex
ALEXANDER'S POVI wasn't sure what was the more difficult at this moment: that I fell sleep with the raging hard-on that I couldn't take care of because I couldn't get Melissa's crying face out of head, or that I was leaving tomorrow and wasn't sure when I would see Melissa again. She made it clear last night that we were done, and I was afraid that she really meant it this time. She was never able to say no to me, but last night she did it with a lot of confidence that l really believed her this time. And that tear sliding down her cheek! Damn it, she was killing me.I strapped my duffle bag to the back of my bike before I looked back to my brothers who came to see me off. They all gave me a slap on the back kind of hug before stepping back to their spots. I wasn't surprised that Melissa hadn't shown up this morning to wish me farewell. It was pretty clear that last night was her goodbye; as much as it is hard to admit it.But then her car pulled into the lot and my heart skippe
MELLISA'S POVJust as i was seated in my office, Gearhead popped his head in the office. "Hey, are you okay." I looked up and smiled. "Sure, why wouldn't I be okay?""Just that Alexander left today and won't be back for awhile." He shrugged."Am fine. That was bound to happen", I shrugged my shoulders.I totally didn't care plus, if I ever thought I was going to get over Alexander, this time apart is what I needed. I had trusted him way back when, so sure that he really and truly wanted me, but I had been wrong. I knew I wasn't a wrong about this. I was going to leave the club and this was another step closer to seeing that happen.My first step was mailing off a package this morning, which included a demo of me singing and playing my guitar, to a music producer.I found in Memphis that was taking a on new talent. I had no idea what was going to come of it, but I would know unless I tried, right?"True, well let me know if you need anything." He turned to leave when I stopped him."A