Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(15)

“You’re crazy!” I can’t help but laugh. “I just wish he could tell me the truth and not use bullshit excuses. I can take the truth.”

“I know you can. We’ll just have to open his eyes on what he’s missing. Or make him jealous. He’s going to go ape shit and claim you; that should do the trick.”

“You’re evil you know that?” I can’t help but chuckle.

“And damn proud. He’s never dated as far as I know so he needs to open his eyes. Give him a few days to think that you’re just listening to what he said, but Christmas party, it’s on! He won’t know what hit him.” She grins and shoves the rest of her donut in her mouth. “So. Fucking. Good!”





CHAPTER 6



Aleck

Today is not my day.

We’re on our way to discuss business with the Bastards from Hell. I can’t stand those guys, but more importantly, I have a bad feeling. I’ve been feeling like something bad is going to happen to Charline ever since Ayden was taken again. Even if she’s not a permanent thing in my life, I dread something happening to her. I’d f*cking lose my mind if anyone dared hurt her.

Now I know how Ant feels and has always felt about Ayden. How the littlest thing would drive him crazy and he would go into overprotective mode. I’m not blaming him. I just don’t know how to deal with those emotions. The last time I felt anything close to this was five years ago with Emma. I moved on, sure, but it burned me…bad.

Charline is the one person I never want to lose. Doesn’t matter what we are to each other, even if she hates me, I’ll always protect her and keep her safe, no matter what.

After what seems like forever, we pull up at the Bastards’ compound. I’m not happy about being here and would rather be keeping an eye on Charline, making sure she’s safe. That’s another thing that drives me crazy, not being able to get to her fast enough if she were in trouble. I need to stop thinking like a girl for f*ck’s sake!

“I don’t know what you’re thinking about or what’s bugging you, but I have a feeling it has something to do with a pretty blonde we both know. I know you messed up, but now you need to grow some balls and either tell her you want her too and are willing to try, or you give up and move on, more importantly, you let her move on. Don’t let what’s happening in your private life mess with this. We have a lot to lose, so man up and let’s get down to business,” Ant lays it into me, as usual. I know he’s right.

“I’m good,” I reply dryly, clearly not doing good, but I just can’t help it. I’m pissed.

“Clearly,” he scoffs.

“Asshole,” I mutter and walk alongside him and Gabe.

“* whipped,” he chuckles and smirks walking into the compound. I hate when he’s right.

“Anthony, what a pleasure.” Ray, the Bastards from Hell’s president greets us. Never a pleasure for us to see him though. The man is decent, but his minions are f*cking wackos.

“Can’t say the pleasure is ours, Ray,” Ant replies, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Why not? We’ve been doing good business. It’s going great, why would we have a problem?” Ray motions for us to follow him into the Chapel.

“We have a reason to think that one of your minions is giving out intel behind your back, and betraying your club. We don’t have valid proof, but we have our suspicions.” Ant’s never been one to sugar coat things, but way to piss Ray off!

“Don’t come on my territory accusing one of my men of something you have no proof of.” Ray glares at him.

“Oh, but it’s only a matter of days before we have proof that one of your men is a rat Bastard.” He chuckles at his own joke.

“Very funny. If I were you, I wouldn’t gloat too much about all of this. You’ve got your woman back, wouldn’t want anything to happen to her or her little blondie friend, now would we?” Ray smirks and I freeze.

“You even dare think about touching one of her hair, I swear to God I’ll kill you with my own bare hands.” I growl at him ready to pounce.

“Easy big boy. I think I’ve found your weakness. That’s very good to know.” He smirks, proud of himself and I’m kicking myself for letting him see how much Charline affects me.

“Easy you two. We’re not here for that. I was just warning you that if we find out one of yours really is a f*cking backstabbing rat, we’ll take him down, no regrets,” Ant tells him matter of factly.

“If it’s proven that one of ours is a rat, trust me, I’ll end him with my own bare hands. Your little minions won’t be needed for that. Besides, you should know that I never go after a man’s woman, even if she would make perfect bait or payback. They have nothing to do with what we do within the club, so calm down Aleck.”

“Good. Now that we agree on that, let’s talk about why we're really here.”

Ray nods and motions for two of his men to bring the merchandise in. “10 kg’s of pure MDMA. Hopefully your little Mexican friends will appreciate it.”

“I’m sure they will.” Ant goes to do the money exchange, but I stop him.

“Hold on, I don’t trust him.” I glare at Ray and take a pack of the ecstasy.