Melissa Hastings sighed as she walked towards a taxi at the airport. She had been away for two years for a law internship in Europe. She had returned to the US because Spencer, her sister, was getting married. They had never been close, but when she called Melissa and asked her to come back to help her with the wedding preparations, Melissa had used it as an excuse to run away from her problems.

Once inside the taxi she gave the driver her home address. She silently waited for the ride to her home to end. When she reached her house Melissa stopped for a moment to take in her surroundings. She really was home in a place where she knew she could feel safe. Making her way to the front door she unlocked it and then she put her luggage inside the house. The house had two bedrooms, a living room with a cozy fireplace, a modern kitchen and a large backyard where Melissa's car was parked.

Once she placed her bags in her bedroom Melissa headed outside to her car. She stopped when she noticed someone leave the house across the street, staring at her. She nodded her head once towards him before climbing inside her car, irritated by the idea that the first person she came across when she got home was the one person she wanted to avoid most, Eric Kahn, the president of the local motorcycle club called Phantoms. Driving away from her house Melissa mentally prepared herself for the argument she knew would follow once she returned home after doing her grocery shopping.

Eric watched Melissa drive away in her navy BMW, his arms crossed over his chest and a deep scowl was on his face because she wasn't supposed to come back home for another six months. Shaking his head Eric got on his motorcycle, deciding he could use some relaxation at the Phantom's strip club.

Lately shit had been going on with some of the not-so-legal businesses the Phantoms' were running. Eric was aware that his patience was reaching a breaking point. So far, his vice president, Caleb Rivers, had spent his days trying to calm him down. Eric was aware the Phantoms had a mole among them and when he found out who it was heads would roll. He almost lost it a few weeks ago when he was at Caleb's house and Hanna Marin, their accounts girl at the garage they owned, showed up to visit Caleb unexpectedly.

Usually Eric didn't care who Caleb hired or dated, but this girl was one of those that could create problems among the brotherhood. Eric had advised his vice president to clear up her status with their brothers for he had no intention of letting a girl disrupt their unity as a family. Eric rode his bike to the strip club and headed straight to the private viewing area.

-"Eric, hey. I had no idea you were dropping by today. What can I get you?" The strip club manager Samara, or "Bunny," as she was often called, smiled as she saw him. She was married to one of the oldest members of the club, Jake Mitchell, who was currently away serving time.

-"A glass of bourbon will be fine love. Just have that new cute redhead bring it to me. Bunny, I don't want anyone except Caleb to disturb me. So unless the club's on fire no one can come up, is that clear?"

Samara nodded her head to him before heading downstairs and pouring Eric's drink. She passed it to the new girl, sending her up. Eric had always been a cheerful person and he use to know how to have fun at parties. But that was a long time ago, when Jake hadn't went to prison, and when Eric had yet to become the president and virtually let the one person he had ever cared about go so that he wouldn't corrupt her life. Samara sighed wondering where Melissa was now. That girl used to be a spitfire that would always give Eric a run for his money and would never allow him to try shit on her.

Hours later, Eric returned home after sorting out some of the club's problems as well as some of his personal frustration. He noticed Melissa's car was parked outside the house and against his better judgment he made his way to her front door. He knocked on it and waited for her to answer.

Melissa opened the door, a scowl appearing on her face when she saw Eric standing there. She was wearing a white shirt and a denim skirt that Eric used to tease her about. Eric took her fury in and for the first time in a long time he felt tired about everything.

-"May I come in?" Melissa stepped aside, clearly not pleased at having him inside her house. "I was surprised to see you got back from Europe. I thought you would be gone for a while longer."

-"I don't see how that's any of your business. You are not my boyfriend anymore. You gave up the right to ask me those questions when you told me that you had slept with another woman on our anniversary. Now say what you have to say and get the fuck out of my house."

Melissa knew she shouldn't have spoken that way to him when Eric grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, his hands keeping hers against her head and his knee parting her legs slightly.

-"You are still a spitfire, aren't you legs?" His breath on her neck gave Melissa goose bumps. Eric brushed his lips against her collarbone before he raised his head, studying her. "I warned you the last time we saw each other, Melissa, that once you return from Europe, I will make you mine for good. That's a promise I will keep no matter what."

-"Huh. I'm sorry, but you must've hit your head while I was away if you think I'm still interested in dating the guy who probably screwed every whore from here all the way to Japan. Give me some credit. My taste in men has improved a lot. I mean after dating you, any man I dated was an improvement. Now you said your hello so don't let the door hit your ass on the way of getting the fuck out."

Eric's eyes flashed dangerously. He released her hands, grabbing her head and crashing his mouth against hers. Melissa used all her strength to push him away from her before her will crumbled and her hands wrapped around his neck, bringing his head closer to hers. Eric released her and Melissa leaned against the wall, both of them breathing heavily.

-"I hope you still remember that I always enjoyed foreplay before sex, sugar. I'll be seeing you around." Eric then left the house, closing the door behind him, and then made his way to his own place, painfully aware of the fact that once more just a simple kiss with Melissa had managed to arouse him to the point where it hurt to even move.

Melissa finally managed to steady her body before making her way to her living room. She froze when she saw the small envelope waiting for her on the coffee table. Opening it, she checked the contents before throwing it inside the fireplace and using it to start a fire. She then went to her bedroom and closed the curtains on the window slightly, knowing Eric would be at his bedroom window checking to see if she was ok after their match.

Returning back home really wasn't a good idea after all. But Melissa had run out of places where she could hide. Perhaps being home would give her the strength she needed to face her own demons...

Hello lovelies,

I'm back with a new fiction. This time I'm going to try and expand my writing skills by dipping into the wonderfull universe SereneCalamity has created in her fiction "Leather and Silk". This story is a spin - off based on the universe she created and will remain canon to it. i hope you guys enjoy this. And before you leave the page don't forget to leave a short review telling me what you guys think ok?

Nico