A/N: This is rated M for a reason.
On SOA- going to church means a meeting with all the brothers of the mc. It's where they vote on membership, officers, club business (ie gun running, drug muling), and the like.
A crow eater is best described as a SOA groupie. They hang around the clubhouse and sleep with members. A crow eater doesn't belong to any particular member (if they did they would be someone's old lady)
I'm not trying to glorify wife-beaters or any kind of abusers, I promise. However, there will be some mention of violence against women- some is in jest and some is serious.
Chapter 6:
Note: I know the many POVs may be confusing time line wise, so in this chapter we pick up on the same night from the last chapter- Friday. Bella has only been back a few days at this point.
Esme POV
Bella Swan had always been the careful sort, so it struck me as odd and suspicious as hell that she was carrying around a loaded gun when she had a three year old kid.
She was in some kind of trouble, she had to be. Why else would a doctor, who was a mother and presumably an upstanding citizen, need a gun?
Something did not add up.
I had a feeling that the gun was somehow connected to why she was back in Forks. Sure, the girl was from here and she had friends here…but her only lasting tie, the only tie strong enough to bring her back was Edward. If she wasn't here for him as she said, something else was going on with her.
My dilemma was figuring out where to start and by what means to get the information I wanted. Crowley and any other club contacts were a no go. My old man did not need to know about this, nor did my son.
As I scrolled through my options in my head, the answer hit me like a ton of bricks.
Carmen.
The porn business made for some strange bedfellows. It was amazing how powerful a kinky fetish or two became when you were dealing with a businessman or politician. I laughed to myself as I dialed her number, thinking of the stories she'd told me on some of these guys.
"Hey."
"Hey, you got a minute? I need a quick favor?"
"Sure, what do you need?"
"You still servicing that commissioner down in Seattle?"
"Yeah, you know I've been feeding his enema fetish for years," she replied with a laugh.
I shivered at the thought. "I need you to ask him to look into Isabella Swan for me."
"You mean Bella? Why? She's been gone for what, like ten years?"
"She was gone. She showed back up a few days ago."
"Oh….I didn't realize. Still, so what?"
"So, I need to protect my family Carmen. You know what a number that bitch pulled on Edward back then and something is definitely going on with her."
"Okay, okay, I'll ask him to look into her and get back to you when I hear something."
"Thanks, Carmen."
"No problem."
I hung up the phone just as I heard Carlisle come in the back door. It might take some a little while but at least my plan was in motion.
Now, I needed some time with my man.
I felt him kiss my neck. "Mmhhhmmmm, Hey baby."
"Hey," I answered, smiling as I felt the goose bumps rise on my arms….my neck was my spot. "Everything go okay in Seattle?"
"Yeah, I've put off Laurent for now but I gotta get something worked out in the next two days."
I sat in his lap and hugged him, rubbing his back to calm him and help him relieve the stress of his day. I was just about to get started really helping him relieve some stress when he gently set me on the couch beside him and got up.
"I've got to call Ben, we got church in the morning. Meet you upstairs?" he asked with a suggestive look.
"I'll be there," I replied and began making my way to our bedroom.
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Tanya POV
I grunted as my co-star withdrew from me and began jerking his meat to get the money shot. I arched my back, pushing out my breasts, and looked back at him with my best pouty, wide-eyed sexy face.
As soon as he came all over my ass, Carmen called the scene and I went to get cleaned up. One of the PAs thoroughly wiped me down and handed me a robe. In my dressing room, I looked in the mirror and was satisfied with my appearance. My makeup was hardly smudged, I just needed a little lipstick, and my hair was perfectly tousled, not a trace of cum in it.
Looking at my phone, I noticed it was pretty late, which was perfect for my plan. I slid on a skintight blue mini-dress and positioned my breasts to expose a generous amount of cleavage. Next, I fastened on a pair of 5 inch heels and headed off to find Max.
Max agreed to give me a ride over to Cullen Motors and my heart beat fast in anticipation. If Edward followed his usual pattern he would be there.
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When we pulled up, I saw his bike and a self-satisfied smirk came to my lips. I thanked Max for the ride and made my way into the clubhouse.
Jasper and Edward were sitting at the bar by the pool tables having a beer. There were a few crow-eaters around, but for the most part, it looked like a low key night. Perfect, I thought, I can give Edward a much more exciting alternative.
I put on my sexiest smile as I strutted over to him. He stood up as I drew closer and I put my hand on his chest when I reached him.
"Hey there, boys."
"Hey," Edward replied in a distant tone.
"Hey Tanya," Jasper said. "You already off for the night?"
"Yes," I answered and turned to address Edward. I rubbed his chest lightly and smiled, trying to keep his attention. "I wanted to come by and check on my car."
"It wasn't damaged too bad, just a dented front bumper," Edward said. Yes, I knew that. After all, I was the one that ran into the dumpster on purpose.
"We had to replace it, but it should be ready tomorrow."
Shit, I was hoping it would take longer.
"Thanks, baby," I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Do you think you could give me a ride home?"
He seemed to hesitate for minute and I stepped up my efforts at persuasion.
"It's really late and like I told you this morning, I don't feel safe. Plus, I don't have a car. Please, Edward," I pouted, brushing my tits against his arm. "Or I could stay here with you, tonight."
Before he could answer, I heard an angry voice behind me.
"Jasper! I've been trying to call you, where have you been?"
Poor Jasper had a look of extreme frustration with a tinge of desperation on his face. He gritted his teeth and gripped his beer so hard, I was scared it might break.
"I've told you to stop calling me, Maria. It's over, it has been for months."
I looked back at Edward and he jerked his head towards the door. Men. They all hated confrontation. As we made our way to his bike, I could hear the sounds of Jasper and Maria's argument escalate. Whew...I couldn't have timed that more perfectly, if I tried.
"You gonna be able to get on my bike in that outfit, darling?"
I straddled his bike, putting my pussy on full display. "I think I'll get along just fine, darling."
He smiled and handed me his helmet. I held on tight to him, pushing my breasts against his back, as we rode towards my house.
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Back at the clubhouse…
Jasper's POV
Fuck. I did not want to deal with this shit tonight. I had plans later, but with Maria on the loose I knew she would follow me anywhere I went. Crazy bitch was probably sitting in her car around the block, just waiting on me to leave.
It was hard enough to get her out of the clubhouse. We had been off and on for a long time, so she knew I didn't believe in hitting women. Lucky for me, Jimmy's unpredictable ass was there. He had quite the reputation for being kinky and a little psycho, so one threat from him and she scurried out the door.
I knew I should be ashamed of using that method to get her gone, but, Jesus Christ, she would not stop. And I knew what she was thinking…in the past, her persistence had frustrated me to the point that I'd just let things go and we'd fallen back into being together.
That was not happening this time.
I had something else going on. Because of my past, I still bristled at the thought of it being serious…on top of that, I damn sure couldn't tell anyone because I refused to expose her to Maria's brand of crazy.
Maybe when things had settled down, we could go public.
With an exaggerated sigh, I plopped down on my bed in my room in the clubhouse and looked at the posters on the ceiling and walls... I had to admit I was kind of a pig. The promotional posters from Cara Cara were free, but still, I wasn't a horny 18 year-old anymore, it was time to put something else up. I had no idea what acceptable biker-clubhouse décor was, but shit, beer signs would classier than this.
I needed to call and let her know, I couldn't come over. I hoped she wasn't too pissed. I didn't think I could take another woman freaking out on me tonight.
I cringed as she answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey babe."
"Hey, where are you? I told you what time I got off tonight."
"I know and look, I'm really sorry, but I'm gonna have to take a rain check."
"What did she do?"
I sighed heavily as I shut my eyes and massaged my forehead with my hand. "Just came over to the clubhouse, ranting and raving….Jimmy got her to leave, but I don't want to chance it baby…she'd probably follow me and stir shit up."
There was a long silence over the line before she responded. "I'm getting really tired of this. I'm not scared of her, but you clearly are…I'll, well I'll just see you when I see you."
With that, the phone went dead.
Fuck my life.
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Agent Josh Kohn POV
I was beat.
I'd been in the field all day and at almost midnight, I was just now walking in the door of my hotel room. Time must've really gotten away from me.
Chief Crowley had provided me with files on all of the members of the Sons' Forks chapter as well as all of their known associates. Boy, they had some interesting characters.
After going through the files, I drove around town surveilling the locations I thought might lead to more information. First, I went by Cullen Motors and the Sons' clubhouse. It was obvious that there would be no getting in there without a warrant. Someone was always there.
The hospital was another place I visited. The estranged wife of the Sons' VP, Edward Cullen had been admitted several days ago for an apparent drug overdose. I was able to get a hold of her chart and saw that she would be in sedated detox for the next few days. So, that was a dead end for now…damn, I'd thought she might be a good source…word around town was that their split had been acrimonious to say the least.
I had only been able to surveil a few homes so far. With his wife in the hospital, I spent a lot of time at different points during the day watching Edward Cullen's home. He didn't seem to be staying there, so after a little more observation, I planned to have a look around to see what I could find laying around.
McCarty's house was a dead end. Even when he wasn't there, his wife was…she and their vicious-looking dog. I hated dogs.
The Whitlock's home might be a possibility, but they had a lot more neighbors than Cullen, so probably not. I had a few more days before I made any decisions anyway.
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I rubbed my temples as I entered the bathroom intent on taking a relaxing shower. I had a terrible headache from all of the information swimming in my head…I was so frustrated…I put my ipod in my portable dock and turned it to my favorite song before stepping into the shower.
I put my hands up against the shower wall, and leaned into the hot spray, letting the water wash away my long day.…I tried to clear my mind and latch onto pleasant thoughts.
I smiled as I felt myself start to rise at thoughts of my beautiful girl…I missed her so much, I couldn't wait for us to be together again.
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