Bad Girls Do It Better (Bad Boy Billionaire Romance) (35 page)

“Don’t. You. Ever. Fuck. With. My. Old. Lady!” My fists punched his face with each word that came out of my mouth.

“Chaos!” Raven shrieked as she stood up out of the van, her friend following close behind her.

Ignoring her, I snatched the asshole off the ground and hurled him against the van. Drew let go of the guy’s friends, in an attempt to pull me off the motherfucker that was assaulting my girl. His friends jumped to his defense, one of them sucker punched me in the jaw but I didn’t feel a fucking thing. Pure poison was coursing through me now, there was no stopping me. Everything turned to a blur as blood covered my hands and splattered against the van door.

Freaking the fuck out, I didn’t know what to think or do.
His old lady?
As much as I wanted to run inside for help, I couldn’t stop thinking about those words as he beat the poor bastard to a pulp. Amber ran inside and grabbed some of the guys from the MC to break up the fight. Chaos’s burly hands were a swollen mass, covered in blood. I’d tried to stop the fight before it even happened, but he wouldn’t let me get two words in before he snatched the dude up. Amber was scared to death, and I have to admit, I was terrified. The night that the creep tried to rape me, everything was a haze. But tonight? I saw it clear as day. He had the temper, size and strength of a fucking giant. While the guys broke up the fight, I held Amber as she shook like a leaf.

“What the fuck’s going on here?” the presidents from the clubs came out.

“This fucking asshole,” he pointed to the guy who was bleeding profusely, “was trying to rape the girls. He had his pants down around his knees while these fucktards cheered him on.”

Duke looked over at Amber and me. “Is that true?”

Too scared to talk, Amber kept her mouth shut. I nudged her to talk, but she wouldn’t. Looking over at Chaos, I sighed.
Shit, he’s going to be in so much trouble!
And so was I. For a minute, I wanted to lie and say it was true, but I couldn’t. Lying wasn’t in my nature. Taking a deep breath, my head hung low, I started slowly telling the truth about what happened.

“No, I was sitting in the van smoking a joint with these guys and my friend here,” I looked over at her. Her face flushed with embarrassment. She knew exactly what I was going to say. “She was going to give this one,” I pointed to the bludgeoned guy, “a blow job, but he came out before she could even start.” Chaos was too pissed to listen. He was more interested in tearing back into the guy he’d been beating up. I don’t think he even realized he was spitting out blood. Before he kicked the guy’s ass that my friend was gonna blow, he’d gotten a few good swings in, and it didn’t help that his friend sucker punched him.

“Uh-huh,” Duke turned to Chaos. “Get your fuckin’ ass in the House, son.” I’d never seen him pissed before, but it was almost as scary as seeing Chaos pissed. “And you!” he turned to my friend and me. “You get your little crypt keeper ass out of here and take your damned friend with you! I don’t ever wanna see your faces around here again!”

I looked over at Chaos who was still eyeballing the guy he’d been fighting. He didn’t bat an eye when Duke told me and Amber to leave.
Did he hear him? Was his silence in agreement with Duke?
Slowly, I grabbed Amber and went inside to get my car keys so we could leave. Taking the walk of shame through the parking lot, hot tears stung the corners of my eyes. A sharp jab panged my heart as I asked the bar maiden for my keys and started to drive off the lot. Amber stayed silent the whole ride back to her house where I dropped her off. I wasn’t very talkative myself either.
I knew we should’ve never went outside with those guys.
It was my own fault. After seeing what Chaos did to the creep who put his hands on me, I should have known better but I was trying to let Amber have a little fun. 

At work the next day, Amber was still shaken and speechless. I didn’t have much to offer to make her feel better. The two of us worked in silence, reflecting on the previous night’s events until Matty showed up.
Great, that’s just what we fucking need today.
I wasn’t in the mood to put up with his dumb shit and by the looks of Amber, neither was she. I was still coming to grips with the fact that Chaos hadn’t texted or called me since I’d left the clubhouse. As usual, Matty poured himself a cup of coffee and observed us for a few minutes.

“You ladies are awfully quiet today. What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

“Beat it, Matty.” It wasn’t like me to be so blunt or direct with him, but I wasn’t ready to listen to his sarcastic remarks.

“Wow! A real fireball since you started hangin’ with the bad boys, huh? And don’t tell me. You got her going right along with you, don’t ya?”

How the fuck would he know that?
There was no way he would know that, unless he’d been watching us. “You seem to think you know everything, don’t you, Sergeant Donnelly? I can tell you right now that you don’t know shit.”

He laughed, holding his stomach as if he’d heard the most hilarious joke of all time. “Sugar, don’t flatter yourself. I know everything that goes on in my town. And if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were working with that little boyfriend of yours on these murders. Of course, you do know that doing so would be crossing the lines and you could have your medical examiner license suspended, or maybe even revoked. Now let me ask you. Is he worth risking that much over?”

“Unless you’re here to drop off a body or deliver a report, we have work to do. And if you’ll excuse us,” I got in his face, “we’d like to go to lunch now.”

“Just remember what I told you, sweetheart. Don’t try to play the hero. You two have a good day.”

“Good-bye,” I hissed at him.

While at lunch, I replayed our conversation over and over in my mind. He’d said something that intrigued me: that I might be helping Chaos. I found myself wondering if it wasn’t Princess who was behind these murders? I could see her being vengeful that nobody had taken her on as their old lady and killing these guys, marking them with the Lords of Sin symbol and dumping the bodies in the open to be discovered by innocent passer-byes. After contemplating for a few minutes, I realized that the idea was as dumb as she is. There’s no way I can give her credit for being that genius. She was lucky enough as it was to walk and chew bubble gum at the same time.
Then who is behind these murders?
We hadn’t had a body in a few weeks, which was a good thing. The MCs working together seemed to be paying off, at least for the moment. With Matty having his suspicions and jealousy about me and Troy, there was no way he’d be willing to keep me in the know about what was going on in the investigations now.

After work, I headed straight home. There was a bottle of vodka in the liquor cabinet calling my name. All this mess and confusion had my mind branching off in a million different directions. Every time I thought about Troy and last night, my heart ached thinking of how much trouble he had probably gotten into with his president for beating the shit of the poor bastard who was trying to get head from my friend. The fact that he hadn’t called or texted me is what really bothered me. Drowning my worries in a tall screwdriver that I’d made myself, I damn near leapt off the kitchen chair when I heard banging on my front door. My heart jumped into my throat and felt like it was going to pitter-patter right out of my chest as I raced to the door. Using the peephole, I saw Troy standing there. I opened the door and looked around outside, making sure Matty was nowhere in sight before I let him in.

“What the hell? I gotta have a fuckin’ invitation or what?”

“No, sorry. Come in,” I stepped out of his way. “How come I haven’t heard from you? Did you get in a bunch of trouble last night?”

A raw, throaty laugh boomed through the room. “Babe, I don’t get in trouble. This ain’t kindergarten, but I did get my ass chewed out pretty good by the prez.”

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have let them talk us into going outside to smoke a joint with them, but Amber was so stoked about hanging out with the MC that she trotted right along behind them. I figured the best thing I could do was follow her and keep an eye on things, ya know?”

“Uh-huh. We can’t have anymore stunts like that. The prez was already giving me fuzz about you being there, he didn’t like it one bit.”

“Why? I’ve never done anything wrong before.”

“I know, but that shit with Princess and now this. He’s not exactly looking at the bright side of things. You heard anymore from our good ole Sergeant, Matty?”

“How cute. Don’t be a jackass. And yes,  I have—a little too much actually.”

“What’s goin’ on?”

“I think he’s watching me or something, Chaos. He came to the lab today giving me this high and mighty speech about trying to be the hero and told me that he knows everything that goes on in his town. He…kinda freaked me out.”

“That fucker!” his jaw tightened, exposing all the veins in his thick neck. “If he knows so fucking much, then why hasn’t he solved these murders?”

“Exactly.” I poured myself another screwdriver. “Want one?”

“I’ll take it neat. I don’t need that sugary orange juice shit watering down my drinks.”

We sat around talking about the different possibilities of who might be behind all of this. Even though some of the MC members weren’t fully on board with the coalition, it was apparent that they weren’t involved in the murders since all three groups seemed dedicated to the cause in finding out who was responsible. Listening to him go on about the church meeting, I couldn’t stop thinking about how he’d called me his old lady when he was bashing that guy’s face in. The room suddenly felt hot, my palms were sweaty, and my heart skipped a beat as I mustered the courage to talk to him about it.
Don’t do it, Raven. He may have only said that out of rage and anger when he thought that guy was assaulting you.
Butterflies stirred in my stomach as I thought about him owning me. I’d never considered becoming his
property
before, but hearing him say it aloud made my skin prickle. Snapping his fingers, he brought me out of my trance.

“Hey! You listenin’ or what, babe?”

“Y…yeah, sorry.” Biting my lip, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, exhaling as I blurted it out. “Did you really mean it when you said I was your old lady?”

I gotta be honest, I’d conceded to his terms and domination, but being his old lady was on a whole different level. Everyone knew who Chaos was, he was the bad ass who turned heads when his bike roared down the street or when he stepped foot inside a bar. Being claimed by him was what most girls only dreamed about.

“That’s right. You’re worthy of being an old lady—
my
old lady. You sure as hell always have my back, and you’ve been working your ass off to prove that you stand behind the MC. I know Duke might not see it now and hell, maybe even a couple of the other guys, but I know it and that’s all that counts. Fuck what they say or think, you’re
mine!”

Hearing him say those words meant more to me than I ever thought they would. Leaning over, I planted my lips on his, kissing him long and deep. Pulling me on to him, his slid his finger inside my panties and sank it deep into my dripping pussy. Growling as I bit his neck, he fingered me harder as he thumbed my clit.
Jesus, this man knows exactly how to push my fucking buttons.
Without missing a beat, he picked me up and carried me to my bed, our kisses becoming sloppy as we ripped each other’s clothes off. My hand slid down his ripped pecs and abs as I started undoing his jeans that loosely hung off his sculpted hips. His hard swollen cock jolted out of his boxers when he kicked them to the side. Pre-cum was already pooling at his tip as I took him into my mouth. His massive hand wrapped around my throat as he pulled me up off the bed. Pushing my body against the wall he plowed his luscious dick right into me. Using his free hand to pin me against the wall while keeping a tight grip on my throat, he delivered one heart stopping thrust after another. No matter how much I wanted to fight the urge to cum, I couldn’t stop myself. Raw, hot, animal sex pushed me to the big ‘O’ as the walls of my pussy grabbed hold of him with a death grip. With one final lunge, he pressed hard and firm against my G-spot and held it there. Feeling the head of his cock swelling and pulsating, I had the biggest orgasm of my life. Cumming together, he held me firmly against the wall until he drained every last drop of cum from his balls deep into my womb.

“That pussy is
mine!”
his deep voice rumbled in my ear as he took one final lunge before he pulled out.

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Everything felt as though it were a dream until the cold, hard reality brought me back down to earth when I walked into the lab. The look on Amber’s face told me that today wasn’t going to be a good day. Before I could put my purse away, Matty was in my office barraging me with questions.

“You been in the lab yet?”