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  I stood there nervously as he chewed and waited for him to say something, his face gave away nothing. I put the plate down and began toying with my fingers. “Do you like it?” I asked. He grunted and went back to his seat at the table. I frowned and turned back to Nettie who was watching with wide eyes. I examined her full length and realized we looked about the same size and I was struck with an idea. She was nice to me, and seemed safe enough. I could use a friend here, especially a female.

  I gathered some courage and looked at Lucifer. “So um, Lucifer?” I asked.

  He looked at me and cocked his head to the side urging me to continue. “Is it okay… I mean, can I…” I trailed off.

  He sighed exasperated. “Spit it out.”

  “Can I eat down here with Nettie today?” I asked.

  He frowned and began to shake his head. I went over to the table and stood next to him, he looked up at me in question. “Please, I would like to talk to another female, it’s just one day…” I pleaded.

  He groaned. “Are you going to drop this?” he asked and I shook my head. His hand slammed against the table, “fine.”

  He turned his attention to Nettie, “you go grab her when it’s time to eat. You come to me before you get her, understood?” he asked his gaze unwavering.

  She nodded her head slowly and I smiled. I leaned down and wrapped my arms around his neck happily. He groaned and stood abruptly. “Let’s go.”

  I saluted him behind his back mockingly and his chest heaved. I swear he has eyes all over his head. I gave Nettie a smile and she threw me a wink and I followed the brute back to my cell. He stayed in the hall and waited for me to close and lock my door behind me before I heard his footsteps down the stairs.

  I waited like an anxious five-year-old for the rap to come to my door. I practically ran to the door and swung it open. Nettie squealed in surprise at my enthusiasm and I gripped her hand dragging her in. I’ve had this idea floating through my head since he’d given me the go ahead. “Would you um… would you wear one of my designs today? I’m dying to see them on someone.” I asked in a rush.

  She bit her lip and looked worried. “I don’t know…” she trailed off.

  I ran to the closet and brought out all the outfits. When she saw them her eyes widened in pleasure. “Oh these are amazing!” she praised.

  I smiled. “Thanks. Now which do you want?” I asked.

  She looked through, “they all look great… but I’ll tell you what. I’ll wear one, if you do too.”

  My eyes went wide. “I couldn’t…” I said worriedly.

  She looked me over and laughed. “Hell yea you can, you’d look fucking smoking in this and prez is going to lose his shit if you show up in one of these getups. Trust me honey, it’ll be worth it.”

  “Why would he lose it?” I asked. I didn’t want to make him mad and lose all the privileges I was just beginning to get.

  She rolled her eyes. “He’s hot for you, that’s for damn sure. You come out in leathers and he’d probably cum in his pants. Trust me, it’ll be fine.”

  I watched her scanning her eyes looking for any hints that she may be deceiving me. When I saw no malice, I decided to throw caution to the wind. “Oh, what the heck.” I said. “Now which one do I wear?” I asked.

  She smiled. “Leave that to me, but we only have a few minutes or else he might come storming up here. No one even knew there was a bitch shacking up in here until we saw you when you tripped. Everyone been wondering who the fuck you are. I’m not going to lie, I thought you might be one of those stuck-up bitches thinking you’re too good for the likes of us, but today I saw that he’s the one having you up here like a kept woman. Pearl is jealous as fuck because he aint been screwing her, he disappears up here during the day and now she knows why. He don’t drink and shit as much like he’s staying on alert and she – well we all – thinks its ‘cause of you. If you gonna go down there and sit with us then I say make a fucking appearance. I like you, you seem real not many of those bitches around here and it’ll be nice to have a bitch stick it to them. Shit he’s demanded for a calm night today and I’m the only one that knows its cause you goin’ be around.”

  I smiled. “You think so?” I asked.

  She nodded. “I know so, now get your pretty ass dressed.”

  The dress she chose for herself was a sleeveless black dress. The top was cut in a deep v going far below the breast and it was held together by sheer material leaving the swells on the top and side of her breast exposed. Leather lined the sides and stomach and there was a sequin pulling the bottom right of the dress up higher than the left. It matched perfectly with the bracelets on her wrist. She’s already been wearing a pair of black stilettos. For me, she chose a full leather strapless dress. The top was fitted and my breast was practically spilling out of the top. The front design looked like chains and it zipped up the front. It was created to look like I’ve left a bit of the zipper at the top undone but it was held firmly together. The bottom flared and fell down shorter on me than I had expected. She picked out some black ankle heels and I was done. I added some gloss and held my breath anxious.

  We went downstairs and she kept throwing me encouraging looks. My palms were sweaty and I was so nervous I considered running back to my room and locking myself in. I stared up the stairs and sighed, I didn’t want to be confined in there. I followed her out and was met with voices. She led me out to the main room and the tables and chairs had been moved together to form a big table. It was surrounded by mostly men and a few women. When Nettie walked by the guy closest to our end did a double take at her and his mouth dropped open. I saw her fighting a smile, but I couldn’t hide mine. My work was good.

  As we continued further into the room the noise began to die down and I felt stares on me. I found Bull at the table and sighed in relief as I walked towards him. He glanced up from his plate and his eyes went wide. “Holy shit! Bitch after my own heart. You are fucking smoking babe, but in leathers… I think I just came.” His comment was followed by wolf whistles and cheers and I ducked my head to hide my blush. There were only two empty seats and they were next to him. I took the seat to his left and Nettie next to me.

  Nettie passed me a plate already full of food. I offered her a grateful smile and she returned it. “Don’t worry about it honey, I know you’re nervous.” She said.

  I felt a stare as if it was burning a hole in my head and I looked up. Right across from me sat Lucifer with Pearl to his right. He was staring at me hard the grey in his eyes darkening and I gulped. I couldn’t read his mood, not really, but I knew it wasn’t… ok.

  When we were halfway through the food, Bull redirected his attention to me. “Seriously though, you look fucking good. Where the hell you get the leathers anyway?” he asked.

  I blushed. “I made them.”

  His jaw dropped. “You fucking shitting me…” he trailed off.

  I took a sip of wine. “No, I did it.” I said more proudly.

  He whistled. “Then you can make leathers in lingerie? You could model them for me and shit. I could be your fucking critique or whatever it is. Shit, you could model butt ass naked too, whatever you want babe.”

  “Enough.” Lucifer’s rough growl spoke up. Bull looked over at him a smile slowly spreading across his face.

  “What? You don’t think she’s hot?” he asked.

  I felt myself grow even redder. Lucifer grunted. “Shut the fuck up Bull.”

  I felt my stomach sink, he didn’t find me attractive. I began pushing my food around on my plate no longer feeling hungry. I tortured myself and watched as Pearl rubbed on Lucifer’s shoulder and chest. When she shot me a wink I’d had enough. I don’t know why I was so hurt that he wasn’t attracted to me but I was. I don’t know when I began to even care. I looked over at Bull and leaned over towards him. “I’m going to finish eating upstairs.” I whispered.

  He frowned and looked over to Lucifer like he was going to say something. I shook my head asking him not
to. “I’ll come with.” He said. “Give me a minute.”

  He got up and grabbed a bottle of liquor then made his way back to the table. He handed me the drink as he picked up our plates and led me wordlessly out of the room. He held the door open scanning the table as I passed by him. I turned on the TV and we finished eating in silence.

  “So what the fuck? You wanted out so damn bad and now you’re running back in here?” he asked confused.

  I shrugged. “I didn’t want to be down there anymore.”

  He eyed me then sighed. He popped open the bottle of liquor and poured half a glass before passing it to me. I looked at the drink and shook my head. “I’m not a big drinker.” I admitted.

  He shrugged. “Something eating at you… I’ll watch you. We’ll drink, have some girl talk, and sleep.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh and he smiled. “There’s my girl, now get your ass wasted and tell me the truth or I might be forced to get prez to drag it out of you.”

  I instantly reached for the cup and took a healthy gulp. I choked a bit not used to drinks this strong let alone straight. My nostrils flared and my throat burned. “No. don’t even bother.” I muttered.

  His eyebrows rose. “Now we’re getting somewhere, what’d he do?” he asked.

  I laid down across the bed and he followed suit. “Nothing, I just… don’t want to see him.”

  He dropped the subject and we just got drunk. Well me more than him, it didn’t take much before I was tipsy. He had cut me off when I started ranting about Lucifer saying I must’ve had more than enough. I was lying on my back facing the ceiling across the bed with my legs and feet dangling off the edge, talking to Bull about god knows what. He was lying next to me – not close, but on the same bed – on his side facing me. One hand holding his head up and the other holding his glass. I was cracking up with laughter at something he said when the door to my room opened, the door hitting the wall with a crash. I jumped up to my elbows to see what caused the commotion and saw Lucifer in the doorway looking at us with narrowed eyes. I flopped back down onto the bed and turned to face Bull, and his eyes were transfixed on the door. He gave him a cocky smile and a wave.

  “Prez…” he said in greeting.

  Lucifer’s head cocked to the side and his jaw ticked. “What are you still doing in here?” he asked Bull.

  One of Bull’s shoulders raised in a shrug. “Keeping the lady company. She asked me to come back to her room with her, and here we are getting drunk.” He said showing him his glass.

  Lucifer stomped over to the bed. “Get the fuck out.” He commanded Bull.

  Bull went to get up and my arm swung out gripping him back down. “No.” I said firmly.

  “No?” Lucifer asked in question.

  I had a little bit of liquid courage in me and his glare was having no affect. “No. he’s here with me go back downstairs.”

  He cracked his neck and that tick in his jaw intensified. “What?” he asked so low I almost missed it.

  “Pearl, I can hear her… she misses you. Go find her and leave us alone.” I spat at him.

  His eyes ping ponged between me and Bull and I could see the rage building in him. I was following his orders being here in my room, what I did in here should be none of his concern. Bull however had other thoughts. He got up off the bed and staggered to the door. “I’ll catch you later sugar.” He called over his shoulder as he left the room and closed the door behind him.

  I groaned. “Now see what you did?” I accused and rolled over onto my stomach.

  “Turn around, I’m talking to you.” He demanded.

  I picked my feet up and began kicking them in the air pretending to watch what was on the TV. I heard footsteps and sighed in relief that he was leaving. That was short lived when hands gripped my ankles and dragged me across the bed. He flipped me around and I tried to get away from him. I hit, kicked, squirmed but he gripped my hips and held me down. “Why are you here?” I demanded when I was out of breath.

  “You asked Bull up here to fuck you?” he asked bluntly.

  I gasped in shock and I felt like he slapped me. I began fighting against him again and this time when I kicked with all my might against him he stumbled back knocking the light over. I heard the crash and the room plunged into darkness. I was angry, pissed and I didn’t really know why. To be honest, I didn’t have a real reason to be mad at him. But I was jealous and I was drunk and I was just plain old angry.

  “Shit.” he muttered.

  My eyes fixed to the darkness and I saw him standing there by the bed chest heaving. His hands were planted firmly on his hips and his eyes were on me. I bared my teeth and jumped to my feet. I wobbled a bit in my heels, and once I grounded myself I made my way towards him, finger pressing into his chest and he didn’t budge.

  “I thought you would like me like this… I thought you would think I was attractive. I knew it was stupid, I knew it but you… you said it in front of everybody. I was so embarrassed! Then you let Pearl touch you in front of me. You don’t even want to be around me ever and I am just so mad that I even care!” I was screaming at this point. I was talking nonsense and I knew it but I was feeling insane. “I don’t like you! You don’t like me… so why do I always care what you say, what you do, what you think? It’s not fair because it’s not driving you crazy too!”

  He gripped me by the back of my neck and forced me to look into his eyes. “What the ever-loving fuck are you talking about? You gotta take a fucking breath and make some damn sense, because right now… I don’t know what the shit you’re going on about and why the fuck you keep trying to fucking fight me like I’m attacking you.”

  I sighed. It’s weird that here with his hand on me and me being drunk off my ass that all these muddled feelings that I’ve had suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks with crystal clarity. I gritted my teeth. “It doesn’t matter.”

  “It fucking does when it has you in here acting like a wild fucking banshee. Fuck, my men don’t even get this damn crazy.” He ran a hand through his hair letting me go.

  I stormed around the bed as the enormity of what I was feeling was weighing heavy on my shoulders. The bottle we’d been drinking from was on the floor and I picked it up and began drinking straight from the bottle. Lucifer just stood there watching me silently. I put it down on the dresser and stood there with my hands braced on the edge gripping for dear life. This could not be happening!

  “I…” I started.

  “You what?” he challenged.

  I spun around, a new wave of boldness igniting in me with the burn of the liquor coursing through my veins. I walked straight up to him and gripped his hair to the point of pain and brought his face down to me. He acquiesced – in shock, and let me. I sniffed his neck, inhaling all of his goodness and I looked up at his face. God he was handsome, and fucking mean. I growled, much like he often does and I brought his face down and I bit his bottom lip hard enough to be painful but not to draw blood. He sucked in a sharp breath and his tongue flicked out to my top lip. I moaned and I let go of his lip. I tried to back away but he wouldn’t let me. His arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me into him.

  “What was that?” he asked in a rough voice.

  “I… I…“ I couldn’t finish my sentence.

  His face loomed closer and he growled. “What. Was. That.” this time it was a demand.

  I couldn’t deny him. “I… I don’t know. I just wanted to…” I sighed. “I like you, and it’s driving me mad.” I confessed in a whisper.

  “No you don’t, you just think you do.” He said in a raspy seductive voice. His breath fanned my face as he spoke and my knees buckled. If it wasn’t for his grip on my waist I might’ve fell.

  “I don’t know… I just… I don’t.” I gripped onto his cut tight and squeezed my eyes shut. I had all types of emotions flowing through me all at the same time I couldn’t handle it. I wanted to kiss him, tug him to the bed, while I kick and punch him. It was all so overwhelming and he ba
rely looks or speaks to me. How could a man like that invoke so many strong emotions in me?

  “You don’t know me to like me. I don’t have any qualms fucking any bitch just for a night, but you are my job. Therefore, I cannot do this with you.” He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips almost as if in pity. “Sleep off the liquor you’ll feel different in the morning.” He reassured me before releasing me and leaving the room.

  Chapter 4

  I had been so embarrassed, that when Bull came the next morning I told him that I rescind my earlier request for company. I would prefer to have my time alone. He gave me a knowing look but didn’t comment. Later that day, he showed back up with a box. There was a burner phone inside and there was only one contact stored. He had told me to text or call him if I ever wanted. I had hugged him in thanks and accepted it. He really was a nice guy.

  I’d spent the next couple of weeks holed up in my room. I watched as the last of fall passed and winter arrived. I had taken it upon myself to do something nice for Bull in return and I was eagerly waiting for their return. I’d barely seen Lucifer since I embarrassed myself; Nettie had taken to bringing me meals and occasional chit chat. Anytime she tried to discuss the happenings of the club I immediately cut her off. I didn’t want to hear about Lucifer or any of his stuff.

  I heard the tell-tale signs of a throng of motorcycles nearing in and I ran over to the window. I watched as first Lucifer rode in followed by everyone else. When Bull pulled off his helmet and made his way to the front door I snatched up my phone and sent him a text. Coming for you, don’t go anywhere!

  I was really excited for multiple reasons; the holidays were approaching and they always made me happy. Also, I’d never attempted to create men’s clothing before. This was totally and completely out of my depth. I’d had to guess his size and if he’d like the style. With my fingers crossed, I scooped up the outfit I made for him and ran downstairs, rules be damned. Yup, they’re even beginning to turn me into a mini sailor mouth. I hid the bundle of clothes behind my back as I navigated through the huge men. They gave me curious stares but I ignored them.