Steel's POV
“You’re so pussy-whipped it’s not even funny!” he roared, despite it only being me and Knives in the room. He was fuming, as he tore up the floor, prancing between me and his second in command. He took two steps in one direction, but then quickly spun on his heel and got in my face.
“I’m trying to win a goddamn custody battle!” he yelled and for a second there, I was sure he was going to hit me. “I can kiss any chances of ever seeing my baby girl if any kind of shit shows up here!”
“She gave us her word,” I said, keeping my voice calm on purpose and not taking his outburst personally. “She’ll warn us if shit is about to hit the fan.”
“Because women are so trustworthy,” Knives snorted and rolled his eyes. I ignored him because he – as Cracker would say – was biased! He had a bad history with women…
“You shouldn’t let your experience with Halley cloud your judgment of other women,” I said, ignoring Knives, and tu
Grace’s POVWhy the fuck was my ex-boyfriend here?!My heart was hammering in my chest. My hands were shaking, and my knees had turned so weak, if I hadn’t been holding onto the kitchen counter, I would have fallen onto the floor. Lloyd – or Sin – stood in the doorway, and the way he leered at me made my insides squirm in fear. I wanted to hide behind Prez and, while they weren’t looking, I’d run out the back door and never look back!Fuck Jones and Jake!The last time I saw Lloyd, he threatened to kill me. Considering that his sex games and violent tendencies had only escalated while we dated, I believed him! I ran the second he left me alone in the apartment and hid out for a while.Terrified that he’d come for me!Luckily, he didn’t, and little by little, I got my life back together. I moved back to Fairfax and started working as a nurse, paying off all the credit card loans he’d taken out in my
Prez's POV“Why did she even date someone like that?” I asked, not even realizing the surge of anger that coursed through my blood just thinking about it. I didn’t care how! Anyone who’d hurt MY woman deserved to die!Painfully!“Because he didn’t start out like that, you idiot!” she snorted, and although I wanted to tell her to mind her language with me, I highly doubt she’d listen.“He started out nice and caring and gradually worked his way up to being a complete douchebag,” she explained. “He would drop small hints about her weight and made it sound like he was concerned about her health and shit like that until he was controlling her diet and her workout regimen like a drill sergeant.”I frowned.What was wrong with Grace’s weight? Sure, she was curvy and not a stick figure like the club whores, but I quickly found out that I liked it!Very, very much!“And he didn’t stop there!”
Prez’s POVSo, apparently, Knives had tried to talk Rabbit out of rebelling, but Rabbit had just been too damn stubborn to listen. He refused to admit wrong when it involved a woman. To be honest, I pretty much thought Knives was the same way, up until I talked to him. I’d asked him what he intended to do with the Cracker situation because Steel was clearly now talking to him after he’d betrayed his trust…He said he had a plan, and today he hatched it.Took the punishment like a man and even apologized to Cracker. From what people were telling me, they’d made some sort of deal about going to The Ring, but…That couldn’t be!I wiped down the hammer and put it back in the toolbox that we had on hand down here. Most of the instruments were ordinary household items like a hammer, screwdriver, and other knick-knacks, but most of them had never even scraped a drywall…&l
Steel's POVI stood up and looked around, finding Rabbit among the people there. He owed me after everything he did to Cracker. Our gazes met, and he knew what I wanted. But he just scoffed and was about to leave the room. I growled low, and from the corner of my eye, I saw Prez follow my gaze and his eyes landed on Rabbit as well. Frowning, he made his way towards the retreating figure…“You hurt MY woman, Rabbit,” I called out, halting Rabbit in his step. “You want MC justice?” I gestured to The Ring. “This is how we do it.”Personally, I’d never had anything against Rabbit, but the way he’d been acting all high and mighty since Cracker’s accident, I couldn’t let that one go! Hell, the man was – so far – the only one who’d refused to apologize to her despite the whole club being responsible for her attack…“Fuck you!” he growled back and spat on the floor in front of me. “I’m not fucking pussy-whipped!”He spun around and---
Steel's POVWe circled each other at first. Knives threw the first punch, which I dodged, but I didn’t retaliate. I liked toying with my opponent a bit first and--- yeah, sort of a jerk move, but I didn’t give a fuck! People started shouting and telling me to hurry up. The ones who bet the fight would be over in seconds, I presumed. Well, if I did finish quickly, I could take Cracker home and do some other, more pleasurable activities…With that in mind, I launched at Knives, delivering some rapid-fire punches to his torso and face, before landing a roundabout kick---I was aiming for his thigh, but he ducked and managed to block some of the punches. He tried to kick me in the back, but I was faster, gripping his leg and threw him on the ground. He grunted but was quick on his feet again and dived right into my arms. Locking one arm around my waist, he gave two punches to my side and rips, making me gasp for air…Son of a bitch---!
Steel’s POVI will honestly say that my respect for my VP had been restored. In all the years that I’d known him, I’d never seen him apologize for anything. Or to anyone… Hell, the man was borderline rude, that’s how little he apologized, and to the best of my knowledge, he didn’t have a soft side. Even before Prez knew him, he’d been the cocky, self-absorbed bastard that he’d been all the time I knew him. Sure, his heart was in the right place – his pants! – and he had an extremely strong sense of justice. But he never showed any real emotions.Until now…When Cracker had calmed down a bit, he turned his attention to me. Now all softness had vanished, and his bad-ass side was showing. I knew what was coming and--- fuck it!I was going to enjoy it!“Steel,” he greeted with a respectful nod.“Knives,” I replied with the same gesture. He was my VP and by all means, he could choose not to give a shit