It had been 2 weeks since she had been brought to the clubhouse for protection and shit was starting to get on her nerves. Nothing had happened and she was fine. Even so, Clay would only allow her out of the compound for work and even then she wasn't left alone. He had made the prospect, Half-Sack, follow her every move, which was starting to get really annoying. Nico hadn't reached out to her again since the night of Abel's party but she knew he was still around, somewhere, but she felt like she would be fine at the hospital. No need for a babysitter.

"You ready to go One Nut Wonder?" She asked Half-Sack, coming out of the front doors of the hospital after finishing her shift.

"Do you really need to call me that Allie?" He asked, opening the passenger side door of her car for her.

"Until I find something else, yes." She replied, slipping into the car, setting her bags on the floorboards and closing the door before he could say anything else. She smiled at herself as she buckled herself in, she had nothing better to do right now than to torture the prospect. Half-Sack climbed into the driver's seat and started the car, slowly pulling out of the parking lot he made his way back to Teller-Morrow.

"What do you do while I'm working?" Alessia asked, curiosity getting the better of her. He wasn't allowed to leave the hospital while she was there and it's not like there was anything fun to do at a hospital.

"Mainly sit and people watch. Sometimes I like to walk through the different halls and see what's going on. Sometimes I sit outside your office and make sure no one comes to bother you." He replied. She didn't ask any more questions, taking her scrub top off to reveal a white spaghetti strap tank top and black lacy bra, she leaned back trying to relax. As they began to pull into TM she noticed the abundance of bikes and cars and leather clad men with angry faces ushering women and children inside the clubhouse. She grabbed her work bag and purse and quickly got out of the car. Seeing Gemma standing in the doorway of the office she quickly made a bee line to her, avoiding the hungry stares some of the men were giving her.

"What's going on Gemma?"

Ooooooooooooo

Fucking prick bastard. I'll show you Nico thought, clutching the butt of the knife harder. After watching that shithead lay next to his woman a couple weeks ago he was ready for blood. He had stood there all night at that window, watching, waiting. When the biker had woken up later and slipped out of the bed Nico had turned and went for his car. Waiting until he saw the asshole pull out of the shitty little automotive repair shop, he pulled his car out and began to follow him. Making sure to stay a little bit behind the son of bitch, they made their way through town into a residential neighborhood. Pulling his car to a slow stop on the side of the street, he watched the bike pull into a driveway where a dark haired woman and 2 kids were playing on the lawn. He saw red thinking And the fucker is cheating on her. Got a fucking woman and 2 kids. Motherfucker. What, wife not good enough so you have to go take my sweet Allie-cat? I'm going to fucking gut you biker piece of shit, count on that.

Now here it was, weeks after deciding the biker didn't deserve 2 women in his life and that he should take care of that problem, Nico was waiting for his chance. That day he slowly driven by, watching Opie and Donna embrace before he left for work at the garage. When the kids had taken off to school and she climbed into her run down car, he had followed her, watched her, knew when she wouldn't see this coming. He saw Donna exit the store, pushing her cart, he was ready. Watching her bring the grocery cart around to the trunk of her car, Nico got out of his car, but left the door open and engine on. He walked up behind her, making sure no one would witness, slowly pulling the knife he was holding out of his pocket. As Donna leaned up to close the trunk lid he grabbed her from behind, putting his hand over her mouth and pressing the knife into her back.

"Tell your piece of shit, cheating husband this is his only warning. Keep his fucking dick out of my girl and hands off of my girl. Tell him to stay out of her fucking bed at night. In fact have him tell all of those filthy fuckers that if they touch her I'll kill every fucking one of them and their families." He spat, watching her chest heave up and down as she started to cry. He pushed the knife harder, drawing blood.

"Do you understand what the fuck I'm telling you, you dumb fucking biker whore?" Nico whispered into her ear. She nodded. "Good."

He gave the blade a hard push, cutting into Donna's lower left side. Feeling her body tighten in pain and her cry into his hand, he pulled the knife out and dropped her to the ground. Before she could let out a cry for help Nico swung his foot out, his expensive loafer making hard contact with her jaw, knocking her unconscious. Nico quickly made his way back to his waiting car and took off. Satisfied he had gotten his message across. Alessia Lynn Demario was his and he would kill anyone who thought otherwise.

Ooooooooo

Trying not to fully breakdown, Alessia sat in the bottom of the shower, letting the hot water wash over her. She couldn't believe what she had been told.

"We're on lockdown sweetheart. Someone tried to take out Donna. Had a message for Opie and the club. Keep their hands off his girl or he would kill everyone." Gemma had told her after walking her into the clubhouse. She hadn't wanted the people outside to hear her discussing club matters.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Is Donna ok? Did she see him?" Alessia had asked, hoping it had been someone else and that Nico hadn't tried to kill Donna.

"She's in surgery now, doctor's said she was going to be fine. The knife missed all her organs." With that Gemma looked her in the eyes, questioning. "Before they put her out for surgery she told Opie she wanted a divorce. Something about her attacker calling Opie a cheating bastard and to keep his dick out of his girl and to stay out of her bed too. Wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?"

The memory of a few weeks ago popped into her head, she had thought it had been Happy who had climbed into bed with her. When she had woken up the man had been gone and she had just assumed Opie had went home to his wife and kids. A sickening thought hit her. Nico had seen that. He had been there, somewhere, watching as she had snuggled back into the arms of the man holding her. Grabbing her stomach, she held back the bile as she looked at Gemma, scared as hell.

"Oh my god Gem, he was here. He was fucking here somewhere. The night you guys brought me here, after our meeting, I had went to sleep and woke up thinking Happy was climbing in bed with me, cuddling. He saw us Gemma! He was here!" She started to run for the bathroom, feeling the puke rise up.

Turning the knob in the shower, she cranked up the heat. What the fuck was she going to do? She wasn't even safe in the fucking clubhouse. Trembling, she put her head into her knees, wrapping her arms around herself. Call Daddy, she thought. Yea, he would save the day. Biting her lip she realized what all that entailed. She would have to finally tell her father, her father who had a tendency to shoot first and ask questions later, the truth about her and Nico's relationship. Taking her from her thoughts she noticed a shadow take over the shower curtain. Slowly opening it from the back and sliding into the shower, Happy lowered his naked body behind hers. Letting his legs spread past her, he pulled her trembling body towards his. Gently, he gathered her hair, moving it off to one side and resting his chin on the bare shoulder. He wrapped his tattooed arms around her.

"Shouldn't be touching me Hap. He might see and then he might hurt you too." Alessia said in a soft, sad voice.

"Gemma told us what you said. I'm not scared of anyone little girl. Let alone your piece of shit ex. I'm not going anywhere girl." Happy replied. "You want to stay in here a little longer or do you want to get out and go get some food? Gemma cooked tonight." Trying to persuade her he grinned into her neck, knowing how much she loved Gemma's cooking.

"Yea ok. Let's go." Alessia said, reaching out to turn off the water. Standing up, she felt Happy's body press against her from behind, his muscles tensing at the feel of her naked backside up against him. Opening the shower curtain he helped her get out. Grabbing the dark blue towel off the hook on the door, he handed it to her. Smiling wickedly, Alessia shook her head and headed for the bedroom. Dropping the towel, Happy followed, feeling himself harden as he watched her bounce that fine ass. Putting her knees on the bed with her back facing him, she turned her head to look at him.

"You going to come make me feel better Killah?" She asked huskily, referring to his nickname. Biting her lip she started arching her back and massaging her breasts, watching him rub his hard cock up and down.

"Oh yes I will." Happy said, dropping his hand and walking over to the bed. Wrapping his hands around her waist he rubbed himself into her. She felt good. Spinning her around to face him he pulled her face to his and began feverishly kissing her and giving her lip a quick bite, running his hands over her body. Bending her down onto the bed Happy crawled between her legs. Running his warm tongue over her soft folds then circling her small pink bud.

"Oh yes." Alessia moaned. She wanted him. All of him. He took one of his long fingers and entered her, stroking her insides making her call out his name.

"You're so fucking tight. Goddamn." He breathed into her wet center. "I want this for my own."

Suddenly he pulled his finger out, making her whimper. She opened her eyes as he came face to face with her, one hand on his dick rubbing it against her clit. She bit her lip. He wanted her pussy all to himself. Even though danger followed her, even though her past was scarred, he wanted her.

"I want you for my own. Fuckin look at me Alessia!" He snapped, rubbing the head of his cock harder against her before pushing just the tip into her hot center. Opening her eyes she looked up at him. She looked so fucking gorgeous. Her long wet hair was half fanned onto the bed, half sticking to her shoulders, her mouth half open as she huffed, her eyes looking longingly into his as if reading his soul. Suddenly he was overwhelmed. Feeling his orgasm coming quickly he hurried his furious pace into her. Grabbing her hip, he slammed himself into her.

Feeling her walls tighten, Alessia arched her back. Digging her nails down his back and onto his perfect ass, she pulled him closer and let her release wash over her when something happened. Feeling her walls close in around him even tighter made him lose it. Digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her hip and pelvis, Happy's thumb pushed right into her sweet spot. The sensation sent her orgasm onto a new plane. Her body held to him, shaking as she screamed. "Fuck!"

Oooooooooooooooo

Laying in the bed after they had caught their breaths, Happy was stroking the side of Alessia's face. He was going to protect her with everything he had. That asshole wasn't going to touch her. Knowing he needed to tell her that at some point, he sighed. Getting up off the bed he went to collect his clothes from the bathroom. It had been a long day for her and she needed to eat and get some rest. She also needed to talk to Clay. Adjusting his belt he walked back into the bedroom to grab his kutt off of the chair.

"Gotta get up Allie. Time to eat."

"Mmmm ok." She rolled over and sat up, stretching her arms above her head. "I'm starving."

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