Ravage Me

Chapter 7—Cruz

We had a perfect run, no problems or complications… except for my girl. Dammit. I didn’t get Tug’s text until we pulled off for gas, and after that I drove like a bat out of hell. Hearing Tug replay the entire scene made my fucking blood boil. Not only was someone after Princess, she decided to take matters into her own hands. The two hour drive did nothing to cool me down. Pulling up to the clubhouse, my first stop was Tug.

“What the fuck happened?” I boomed, crossing my arms across my chest, trying to hold them back from ringing this fucker’s neck. He should have never let her go.

“Your girl kicked some serious fucking ass,” he replied, mimicking my pose.

“Why the fuck did you let her go?”

He laughed. “Have you met your girl? We weren’t gonna change her mind, thought it best to be there to protect her.”

“Fuck,” I rubbed my hands over my face. This was such a huge cluster-fuck. Nodding in understanding, I headed into the club.

“Hey, Cruz!” Buzz called from the bar.

“What?” I said walking by not wanting to hear shit from anyone.

“You serious about that girl?” His words halted me. Turning to stare at Buzz, my anger peaked.

“What the fuck do you care?” I said, narrowing my eyes at him.

Something flickered in his eyes, but he didn’t back down. “Cause I saw what she can do. She’s something.”

“She’s mine. Stay the fuck away.” He held his hands up and stepped back.

“Got it.”

“Don’t you fucking forget it!” Striding towards my room, I couldn’t help the small smirk that played on my lips. Not only does Princess have the adoration of all the ol’ timers here, now she’s got it from the Prospects, too. Damn.

Turning the handle, I found it was locked. My heart warmed that she actually fucking listened to me. Unlocking the door, I could see Princess’s back stiffen as she was down on the floor playing Legos with Cooper. “Daddy!” Cooper ran into my arms as I knelt down to catch him in a full-out run.

“Hey, Buddy. How are ya?” I asked kissing the top of his head.

“Pin… ess pay boks.” His smile was wide, and I could tell that he had fallen under her spell, also.

“She’s playing blocks with you, huh?” He shook his head.

“And Ma gives mes cookies!”

“Sounds yummy. Let’s go find Ma for minute. I gotta talk to Princess.”

After dropping him off with Ma, I found Princess lying on her back with her arm covering her eyes. “I know you’re there and pissed. I had to go and protect my girls. I’d do it again in a heartbeat,” she said, looking up at the ceiling.

Kicking the door shut and locking it, I reached the end of the bed climbing between her spread thighs. Laying on top of her and removing her arm, I crashed my lips to hers, needing to feel her, taste her, and know she was alive with me.

Princess melted into me as I took what I wanted from her. Not wasting a single second, I ripped her shirt over her head, kissing, licking, and nipping her neck and the curve of her beautiful tits. Pulling her bra away from her body, I needed to devour her. I pulled her nipples in between my teeth giving them small bites and sucking hard.

As her breath caught and the moans became deeper, my dick became painfully hard and needed to be inside her tight pussy. Kissing my way to her jeans, I ripped them quickly away from her body. The scrap of fabric she had on as underwear tore easily in my hands.

Looking down at this beautiful woman underneath me, I wanted to savor everything about her. Kissing down her body, my mouth latched on to her clit sucking hard. She set off like an explosion in my mouth, coating my tongue with her sweetness. Before she came fully down, I buried myself inside of her pumping and thrusting with everything I had.

“Condom,” she choked out between pushes.

“No. You’re mine. This pussy is mine.” She didn’t argue; instead her eyes rolled in the back of her head as her body arched up from the bed. As my dick slid in her wet heat, it took everything I had to wait to come. Screaming, she called out my name over and over again. I didn’t show her any mercy, if anything, I pounded harder.

As she came a third time, I released deep inside her body. Every part of my body shook as I felt her deep in my soul. Collapsing on top of her, I slowly rolled to the side, taking her with me.

“So, you’re pretty pissed, huh?” she asked, smiling, trying to catch her breath.

“Better now.”

“Good.” She squeezed me tight. I’d missed feeling her, shit; I’ve only been gone a couple of days.

I hated to break this up, “Diamond wants to see you.”

“Shit. I swear I didn’t start this shit.” Her voice was laced with concern.

“He just wants to know what happened and what was said. We gotta get this shit taken care of.”

Nodding, she rolled out of bed giving me an awesome look at her hot ass and making my dick hard again. We didn’t have time; Diamond was waiting.

Walking out to the clubhouse, Princess was in front. She gave chin lifts to the guys sitting around the bar. Dagger came up to her, “You okay?”

“Of course.” She shrugged it off.

“Good, can’t have your sweet ass getting shot.” I tried to contain the growl that came out of my throat, but it was no use. It only made Dagger laugh. When Princess reached behind her, grabbing my hand, latching our fingers together, I couldn’t help the smug grin.

“Princess. Get in here!” Diamond called from his office. “You too, Cruz.”

Princess held my hand into the room. Not gonna lie, it excited me that she was acknowledging us to the club. Finally.

“Sit,” Princess and I sat next to each other on the couch while Diamond sat in the chair by his desk.

“So, quite a shit storm you got going on, girl.”

“Diamond, I didn’t start this…” Princess began, shaking her head as she squeezed my hand. I reciprocated.

“I know. We gotta figure out what the fuck is going on. Tell me from the beginning.” As Princess replayed the scene, she released my hand. Hearing step by step what happened and what was said, something was off with this whole situation.

“Why was the message that you love her?” Diamond stared at her.

“I promised you I wouldn’t start shit. Figured it was a way of saying what I wanted to say without lying.” She shrugged her shoulders as if it wasn’t a big deal. But I knew it was. She followed Diamond’s orders and damn if that didn’t make my pride swell.

“You haven’t contacted her at all?”

“No, Sir.”

“So why is she coming after you?”

“Not quite sure. Preemptive strike? She knows I want her; it’s no secret.” Diamond eyed me secretly communicating that he agreed. Something was not right with this. “I did do one thing…” Princess let out a deep breath. “I didn’t contact her, but I did have her looked into.”

“Like how?” Diamond asked, lacing his fingers and setting them on the table.

Princess pulled out a folded manila envelope from inside her leather jacket. “A friend from inside, Deara, got this for me.” Diamond opened the envelope, scattering the contents inside as he looked at each of them and pushed them towards me. “I just got them, and I haven’t done anything with them.”

“This friend, how the hell did she get them?” I asked, wondering how much deeper this shit went.

“She’s part of the Lambalinis’ group.”

“You got involved with them?” My temper flared. There was no way I wanted her involved with those assholes. They’d cut her throat out and not think twice about it.

“It’s fine. I helped Deara out inside; she owed me. It was just payback. There’s no blowback.”

“You’re sure?” Diamond asked suspiciously.

“Positive. She even said she’d do whatever I needed to get this bitch taken care of. And I believe her.”

“I’m taking you at your word.”

She smiled. “Yes, Sir. What’s the plan with Babs?”

“Club business,” Diamond answered.

“With all due respect, the bitch had her boy toy goons shoot up my studio. It’s my business, too.”

Diamond stared at her, his eyes deadpanned. “You’ll know what you need to know.”

“What do you want me to do?” she asked sheepishly as she backed down from Diamond. I knew it was killing her not to be let into the loop of shit.

“Right now, clean up the studio and take care of the girls. You let us handle Rabbit’s crew, and if that includes Babs, then so be it.”

“When the time comes, do I get Babs?”

“She will pay for putting you in.” When he didn’t give her a definite answer, she sighed in defeat.

The door banged as it flew open. All of our eyes shot to Ma. “Get out here. Mel’s here for Cooper.”

“Oh, hell no!” Princess said, jumping up faster than both Diamond and I. Walking into the main room of the clubhouse, Mel stood with her hand on her hip, glaring at Princess as she got closer. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Princess’s voice was cold as ice.

“I want my boy,” Mel said, dismissing her and looking at me, which was the wrong move. Princess moved in front of her, going toe-to-toe.

“You want him. Get through me first,” she growled.

“You’re not keeping my son, Bitch.” Mel didn’t see the punch coming as Princess’s fist landed right in her jaw, causing her to hold her face in agony. “You bitch!” Mel started to go after Princess, but I knew this shit had to be over.

“Enough!” I yelled causing Princess to flinch, but she brought herself in check as she came and stood behind me. I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to contain the rage flowing through me and the urge to wrap my hands back around this bitch’s throat again. “Mel, you need to leave. Cooper’s not going anywhere. The lawyers already drawn up the papers, and you are not to be on club property.”

Mel’s face dropped, turning white as a sheet. “What papers?”

“Custody. You’ll get them tomorrow and sign them. Otherwise, I’ll give the police all the pictures, and documentation I have regarding your drug use, and the bruises found on my boy.”

Princess grabbed my arm, squeezing it tight, “She hit him…” she whispered. Putting my hand on hers, I gave it a gentle squeeze. Mel’s eyes grew wide.

“If you think this bitch is a better mom to my boy than me, you are sadly mistaken.”

“You call her a bitch again and I’ll move the fuck out of her way and let her take care of you. Get out. Sign the damn papers or go to jail… you choose.” I could see in her eyes that Mel wanted to fight. Mel turned and walked out the door. When the door shut, Princess let go of my arm turned and walked down the hallway without a word.

“Cruz, in here, now.” Pops’ voice came from behind me pointing to chapel.

Following Pops and Diamond to the table, they shut the door behind us, sitting in our respective places. “You serious about my daughter or you playing?”

I was actually surprised it took Pops this long to ask. “Serious.”

“So she’s your ol’ lady?”

“Yes.”

“She agree with that?” he asked, smirking.

“Working on it.” Both Pops and Diamond full out laughed, causing me to do the same. “Pops, she’s tough, but I’m not giving her up.”

“Good. You got that bitch, Mel, under control?” Diamond asked.

“Burnzies drew up the paperwork. She should be gone for good in a couple of days. And if, for some reason that doesn’t work, I’ll make her gone.”

“Good. Shit’s gonna get deep.” I eyed Pops as he spoke. “Insider says that Babs is feeding Rabbit a bunch of shit about Princess threatening her.”

“Shit,” I groaned while lighting up a smoke.

“That’s why the shit storm. I called for a meeting, but he hasn’t responded. But there’s more.” He paused to look at Diamond. “There are whispers of another set-up going down to put Princess back inside.”

Anger surged. “What the fuck?”

“And if Princess kills her, there will be a million dollar bounty on her head.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Babs’s pussy that good to get Rabbit to fall for this shit?”

“Apparently.” Diamond stretched back in his chair placing his hands behind his head as he eyed me.

“So, what’s the plan?” I asked, rubbing my hands over my head.

“We’re gonna go through all the info that Princess got, see what we can find and what clues we can come up with for this supposed set up. You need to keep a short leash on her. Which I know will be easy.” Pops chuckled. “We wait to hear back from Rabbit and see if he’s got any sense left. And you go find that bitch who came in here with Danny and get what you can out of her.”

“What about her?” I asked, wanting to make sure that when I opened my mouth to her it wouldn’t be the end of me.

“She knows what she needs to for now.” Nodding my head, Diamond gave me the chin lift, which meant I was dismissed.

Princess was curled up on my corner recliner holding Cooper in her arms as he slept. As she brushed away the silent tears, our eyes met. The pain inside of them made my heart ache. Kneeling in front of them, I placed one hand on Coop and the other on her knee. “You okay, Baby?”

“No. I’m not,” she whispered.

“Talk to me.” Princess looked down at Cooper in her arms taking one hand and brushing the hair out of his face as she placed a kiss on his forehead.

“She can’t have him. I won’t allow it.” Princess’s tone went from gentle to fierce in seconds. “Cooper’s mine. I won’t allow him to be hurt. I’ll kill her before she touches him again.” A grin covered my face. “I’m not kidding, Cruz. I will end her if she touches him.”

“I know Baby. It’s not gonna happen. She’ll be gone soon.” My hand began rubbing up and down on her thigh trying to calm her, but damn if her fierce protectiveness for my boy didn’t make me want to fuck her right here and now. Not to mention it filled my heart with more love, than I ever thought possible.

“Good. She shows her face here again it won’t end well.” She squeezed Cooper tightly. “I’m going to hold him while he sleeps for a bit.”

“I got shit to do. I’ll be back in a bit. Don’t go anywhere.” She didn’t argue; she just nodded, pulling a blanket over the top of herself and Coop. I thought she was beautiful before, but seeing her with Coop did me in even more.

Kissing both her and Coop, I left, knowing that I needed to get shit handled.

Finding Mindy wasn’t hard. Heading to the Clayton chapter, Tug, Rocky and I rode fast. I had this urgent feeling that I needed to get back to Princess and my boy.

“Danny!” I barked as I took my lid off, and we parked at their clubhouse. “Guys, stay here.” With our chapter being the mother, all the sub-chapters didn’t say a word as I walked directly into their clubhouse. “Danny!” I barked again looking around their club, set up similar to ours.

“What’s up brother?” Danny called from the hallway.

“I need to talk to Mindy.”

“About?”

“None of your fucking business. Get her out here, now,” I clipped. Fuck him if he thought for one second about protecting her ass. Sighing, he left and came back with a very scared Mindy.

“Tell me what you know.” I stood crossing my arms and standing to my full six foot two inch height. I knew my presence was menacing, and I didn’t give a fuck.

“I… I don’t know anything,” she stammered out.

Moving closer to her, Danny stepped in front of Mindy, which pissed me off more. “Get the fuck out of my way,” I said, my nose touching his.

“You’re not gonna hurt her,” he demanded, which sent my rage in fury.

“Get the fuck out of my goddamned way before I put a fucking bullet in your head.”

“You’d shoot a brother in his own clubhouse?” he asked, puzzled.

“If the fucker keeps me from protecting my family, then he’s not mine in the first place.” My eyes stared him down. After a few beats, he moved out of the way of Mindy, as she shuddered.

“You will answer my questions and tell me what you know about Babs. Now.”

“I… really don’t know anything.”

“Sit and talk,” I said motioning to the couches to the side of us. I really didn’t want to hurt the bitch, but if she didn’t open her fucking trap soon, shit would fly.

Mindy looked at Danny for reassurance, and when he nodded his head she began talking. “Two years ago, Babs was pissed that Princess was, well, Princess. She had everything that Babs ever wanted. Princess had the club and all the guys at her beck and call. She’s a badass on a bike, and she knew how to shoot and not miss. She also had power. Princess never flaunted it; that just wasn’t who she was. But Babs didn’t like it. She wanted it, and it was something she could never have.” Mindy paused to think. “Babs wanted to get rid of her once and for all, but didn’t think things through the way she should have.”

“What do you mean the way she should have?” Tapping down my anger was getting harder and harder with this bitch.

Blowing out a deep breath, she said, “She thought that if she got rid of Princess, she could move in on the guys at the club and take her spot. But when that didn’t happen, her anger turned to fury, and it took over. She wanted to destroy Princess. It was stupid of her to think that the club would welcome her after sending their prized woman to jail.”

“Yeah. Pretty stupid. What was your role?” Mindy’s hand started to shake with nerves as she reached over to Danny. He didn’t tell her or me to stop; he just squeezed it.

“The only thing I was asked to do was get Princess to Studio X. All I did was put in a phone call to her. I swear. I didn’t have anything to do with the rest of it. I wouldn’t say that Babs and Princess were ever friends, just respectful acquaintances. Babs did a little work for her regarding Studio X, but I would never say they were friends.”

When Princess got locked up, they wanted to make an example of her like all the rest of us when we get locked up. She was convicted of blackmailing and cooking the books at Studio X. We all knew it was bullshit, but somehow that bitch Babs got into Princess’s office and switched all her books. She even had pictures that looked like Princess was taking money from our very own prominent mayor, Stan Mason. He went up on the stand and lied through his teeth about Princess blackmailing him because he spent time at Studio X. When Pops shook him down, he stuck to his story. But the mayor didn’t live to tell anything. Babs did a hell of a job with the proof she had, because our lawyer didn’t see a way out of it. The kicker was that we didn’t find any of this shit out till about a year after Princess was inside. I got all this information secondhand from Pops when I started prospecting for the club.

“So what’s the deal now?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, puzzled.

“What’s Babs up to now?”

“I… I don’t know. I got away from her after that happened. I saw what she could do, and I didn’t want any part of it.” Mindy’s voice cracked and stammered.

“So with what you know, she just let you leave?” Something here sounded rotten.

“No. I stayed about a year. Then when she hooked up with Rabbit and his crew, we just kinda fizzled out. She didn’t come around much. I guess she got Princess’s spot, just in a different club.”

“Let me tell you what you’re gonna do.” Her eyes widened as I stared her dead in the eyes. “You’re gonna call Babs and make nicey-nice with her. Get the low down on what she’s doing to Princess right now and why.”

“I don’t want anything to do with Babs,” she clipped, which pissed me off. Why the fuck she thought she had a say so in the matter was beyond me.

“I don’t give a shit. You wanna be Danny’s ol’ lady and make this shit right?” She nodded. “Then you’re gonna help us out. I want all information on Babs’s plans and thoughts. You’re going inside.”

Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably. “But she’ll kill me.”

“It’s a risk I’m willing to take,” I said leaning back in the chair. “You get in there. Find everything out you can, and after this shit is done, you get out.”

“It won’t be that easy, and you damn well know it,” Danny barked.

Cutting him off briskly. “If I wanted your opinion on the fucking thing, I’d ask.”

“This shit is fucked up. You wouldn’t ask anyone else’s ol’ lady to do this shit.” Danny’s anger spewed through his words.

“I’d move the fucking earth to protect Princess. Get that through your fucking head right now.” I leveled my eyes at him, making him see inside of them. Then turning to Mindy, I demanded, “You have two days. Get in there and find something out.”

“Two days. How the hell is she gonna get anything in two days?” Danny asked.

I cracked my knuckles as I stood from the couch. “Don’t fucking care. Just get it.”

Driving away from their clubhouse, I knew I needed to figure out how the hell this was all gonna work.