Storm
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Nix chuckled, eyes glinting with sinister fucking glee. “Looks like you’re just in time for the party, boys.”
I powered past Scott, intent on killing Nix but he grasped my arm and yanked me back. “Now’s not the fuckin’ time, J. Be smart, brother,” he hissed.
“I don’t know how you can be so fucking calm about this! He’s got our fucking family there,” I barked.
Nix had Scott’s mother and Madison tied up, guns trained on them, and my heart was fucking pounding in my chest. Scott wanted me to be smart but as far as I could see, it was time to stop thinking and start fucking doing. It appeared that Marcus had the same idea as me. He came thundering through the back entrance and barrelled into Nix, knocking him to the ground. I took that as my cue to follow suit and fired my gun at the asshole that had Madison. I hit him dead in the eyes and he dropped like the piece of shit he was.
“Fuck!” Scott bellowed and gave the signal to the boys to get in it.
Marcus was busy with Nix and I had no doubt he could hold his own until we got the others under control, so I charged straight for the guy closest to me and swung my fist at him. I connected but he took a swing back and the crack across my cheek fucking hurt but it didn’t stop me. With all this adrenaline coursing through my system, I didn’t think much could. We continued to trade punches but he was one tough motherfucker and just kept coming back for more.
Just when I thought I had him a shot rang out and I turned to see that the VP of Black Deeds, Bullet, had arrived, along with about six other members. “Enough!” he yelled and his guys all focused their guns on us.
Fuck.
Bullet was a nasty piece of work, and today he appeared to be in a murderous mood going by the look on his face, and his tense body language. He spoke at Marcus, “Let Nix go,” he trained his gun on Madison, “Or I shoot her.”
Marcus didn’t hesitate; he shoved Nix towards Bullet. Nix stumbled, but turned and attempted to punch Marcus, who saw it coming, ducked and then straightened, grabbing Nix by the throat.
Bullet stalked over to them and ripped Nix away from Marcus. “Fucking leave it, Nix,” he growled, “This shit is done.”
Nix turned his dark eyes on Bullet and seethed, “Watch your fucking mouth, VP. This shit isn’t done till I say it is, and it’s not fucking done.”
Bullet nodded at one of their guys who turned his gun from our people and aimed it at Nix. “The club says it’s done,” Bullet asserted, and the guy pulled the trigger.
I watched as Nix slumped to the floor; stunned. Never in a million years had I expected that they would take their own President out. But, it was possibly the best move they could have made.
My eyes shot to Madison and I took in her alarm. Fuck, this needed to be over but I had no clue where Bullet was taking it.
“Right, you get your guys out of here and this is done. No fucking retribution for anything Nix did; he wasn’t backed by the club for any of that shit,” Bullet said to Marcus.
Marcus considered what he had said, giving both Scott and I a quick glance. Scott lifted his chin, indicating his consent and I followed suit. We didn’t want a war with Black Deeds; it had only ever been Nix that we were after, and that had been taken care of. I was fucking pissed though; I had wanted to draw his death out and fucking make him suffer. I had wanted to be the cause of his blood pouring from his body.
Turning back to Bullet, Marcus agreed and then raised his hand in the air, circling his finger and pointing at the door. He had grabbed Sharon, and I headed towards Madison, who Scott had untied.
I held her face between my hands and searched her eyes, “You okay, baby?” I asked.
She kept her shit together and nodded, “Yeah,” she replied and then, with an emotion I couldn’t quite figure out, “Take me home, J.” Her hands covered mine and she grasped them both pulling them down to our sides. We stood there for a moment like that, her eyes no longer cold towards me but rather, there was a heat to her stare. And it fucking hit me in the belly and then, of course, my dick did his happy dance again. I growled and nodded, leading her out to my bike, not even giving Bullet, Marcus or any of the boys a second glance.
I was fucking taking Madison home, and no fucker was getting in my way.
Chapter 13
Madison
J was on a mission and I was going with it. I was letting myself feel again. After shutting my feelings down for so long, to now let myself go there was electric. My body was buzzing, my mind was dancing with the possibilities and my desire for J was in fucking overdrive. I needed to have him. Now.
Any doubts I had been having about how he felt had been erased when I saw the raw emotion he experienced when he saw me tied up by Nix. I never thought I’d see the day, but I had been relieved when he’d killed that fucker standing over me. It was no secret that I struggled with the violence surrounding Storm, but my eyes had been opened today and my Mum was right; anything J did was for those he loved. Even what he had done to Rob. I was shitty at myself for taking so long to see this because it had kept me from J all this time. And I didn’t want to be without him for one second longer.
I followed him wordlessly through his house into his bedroom, all the while holding his hand; I wasn’t letting him go.
When we reached his room he turned to me, and pulled me to him. Our eyes locked and I licked my lips, drawing his attention to my mouth. I wrapped my hands around his neck letting my fingers thread through his hair and then pulled his face to mine. The minute our lips met, my core clenched and my brain became a scrambled mess. I needed this man like I had never needed another and I pushed myself closer to him; I couldn’t get close enough.
I powered past Scott, intent on killing Nix but he grasped my arm and yanked me back. “Now’s not the fuckin’ time, J. Be smart, brother,” he hissed.
“I don’t know how you can be so fucking calm about this! He’s got our fucking family there,” I barked.
Nix had Scott’s mother and Madison tied up, guns trained on them, and my heart was fucking pounding in my chest. Scott wanted me to be smart but as far as I could see, it was time to stop thinking and start fucking doing. It appeared that Marcus had the same idea as me. He came thundering through the back entrance and barrelled into Nix, knocking him to the ground. I took that as my cue to follow suit and fired my gun at the asshole that had Madison. I hit him dead in the eyes and he dropped like the piece of shit he was.
“Fuck!” Scott bellowed and gave the signal to the boys to get in it.
Marcus was busy with Nix and I had no doubt he could hold his own until we got the others under control, so I charged straight for the guy closest to me and swung my fist at him. I connected but he took a swing back and the crack across my cheek fucking hurt but it didn’t stop me. With all this adrenaline coursing through my system, I didn’t think much could. We continued to trade punches but he was one tough motherfucker and just kept coming back for more.
Just when I thought I had him a shot rang out and I turned to see that the VP of Black Deeds, Bullet, had arrived, along with about six other members. “Enough!” he yelled and his guys all focused their guns on us.
Fuck.
Bullet was a nasty piece of work, and today he appeared to be in a murderous mood going by the look on his face, and his tense body language. He spoke at Marcus, “Let Nix go,” he trained his gun on Madison, “Or I shoot her.”
Marcus didn’t hesitate; he shoved Nix towards Bullet. Nix stumbled, but turned and attempted to punch Marcus, who saw it coming, ducked and then straightened, grabbing Nix by the throat.
Bullet stalked over to them and ripped Nix away from Marcus. “Fucking leave it, Nix,” he growled, “This shit is done.”
Nix turned his dark eyes on Bullet and seethed, “Watch your fucking mouth, VP. This shit isn’t done till I say it is, and it’s not fucking done.”
Bullet nodded at one of their guys who turned his gun from our people and aimed it at Nix. “The club says it’s done,” Bullet asserted, and the guy pulled the trigger.
I watched as Nix slumped to the floor; stunned. Never in a million years had I expected that they would take their own President out. But, it was possibly the best move they could have made.
My eyes shot to Madison and I took in her alarm. Fuck, this needed to be over but I had no clue where Bullet was taking it.
“Right, you get your guys out of here and this is done. No fucking retribution for anything Nix did; he wasn’t backed by the club for any of that shit,” Bullet said to Marcus.
Marcus considered what he had said, giving both Scott and I a quick glance. Scott lifted his chin, indicating his consent and I followed suit. We didn’t want a war with Black Deeds; it had only ever been Nix that we were after, and that had been taken care of. I was fucking pissed though; I had wanted to draw his death out and fucking make him suffer. I had wanted to be the cause of his blood pouring from his body.
Turning back to Bullet, Marcus agreed and then raised his hand in the air, circling his finger and pointing at the door. He had grabbed Sharon, and I headed towards Madison, who Scott had untied.
I held her face between my hands and searched her eyes, “You okay, baby?” I asked.
She kept her shit together and nodded, “Yeah,” she replied and then, with an emotion I couldn’t quite figure out, “Take me home, J.” Her hands covered mine and she grasped them both pulling them down to our sides. We stood there for a moment like that, her eyes no longer cold towards me but rather, there was a heat to her stare. And it fucking hit me in the belly and then, of course, my dick did his happy dance again. I growled and nodded, leading her out to my bike, not even giving Bullet, Marcus or any of the boys a second glance.
I was fucking taking Madison home, and no fucker was getting in my way.
Chapter 13
Madison
J was on a mission and I was going with it. I was letting myself feel again. After shutting my feelings down for so long, to now let myself go there was electric. My body was buzzing, my mind was dancing with the possibilities and my desire for J was in fucking overdrive. I needed to have him. Now.
Any doubts I had been having about how he felt had been erased when I saw the raw emotion he experienced when he saw me tied up by Nix. I never thought I’d see the day, but I had been relieved when he’d killed that fucker standing over me. It was no secret that I struggled with the violence surrounding Storm, but my eyes had been opened today and my Mum was right; anything J did was for those he loved. Even what he had done to Rob. I was shitty at myself for taking so long to see this because it had kept me from J all this time. And I didn’t want to be without him for one second longer.
I followed him wordlessly through his house into his bedroom, all the while holding his hand; I wasn’t letting him go.
When we reached his room he turned to me, and pulled me to him. Our eyes locked and I licked my lips, drawing his attention to my mouth. I wrapped my hands around his neck letting my fingers thread through his hair and then pulled his face to mine. The minute our lips met, my core clenched and my brain became a scrambled mess. I needed this man like I had never needed another and I pushed myself closer to him; I couldn’t get close enough.
