go. “I had a shitty childhood. Neither of my parents cared if I was around. The only one who gave a shit about me was my sister.”
I take a deep breath and let it out before continuing. “When I was just seventeen, I snuck into a party that I had heard about from the man my mom was fucking at the time. Turns out, that party was here at the Grim Bastards clubhouse. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I walked in the door. As soon as I walked in and saw how many people were here, I was scared to death. It didn’t take long, though, before I welcomed all the attention I was getting. I craved it. I’d never had anyone pay attention to me like that. It didn’t bother me that the men just wanted me for sex. I was cared about, and it made me feel good. So when Boz’s dad talked to me about moving in and keeping the brothers happy, I didn’t think twice.”
Smoke nods his head, clearly understanding me so far. “So, what happened? Why after all these years do you not feel like you belong, or that this is your home?”
I give a little shrug. “That’s the part that’s hard to explain. I guess, to put it simply, I fell in love with a man. A man that makes me feel complete. I gave up the whore life a long time ago, Smoke, as soon as I realized he was the man I wanted. But to him, I’ll always be the club whore. I’m not old lady material, so it’s time for me to move on.”
As I get up out of the chair, Smoke nods again and asks, “Are you gonna tell my dad you’re leaving.”
I blink away my shock and answer him honestly. “I don’t know.”
8
Round
I watch as Brew pulls the crazy ass club whore out the front door, still buck ass naked, and shake my head. “What the hell did you two do to that bitch?”
“Nothing she didn’t beg us to do,” Hack replies, before draining his beer. “She wanted everything we did, but she didn’t like the aftercare.”
I lift a brow to him and chuckle. “You didn’t pay her?”
We don’t have to pay the whores, never have had to, and a lot of them get offended if we do. The club gives most of them a monthly stipend, and also supplies them room and board. Still, most of the brothers throw in a little extra if they want more than a quick fuck. Hell, some of the brothers even pay them for that. I know I’ve spent my fair share getting off with the girls. Tried that shit with Lisa, but she made it clear that if I ever so much as handed her a penny again, I’d be eating through a straw for the rest of my life.
“Fuck yeah, I did,” Hack says, motioning for a prospect to bring him another drink. “I left her a few hundred, and Smoke added to that. She was well paid for services rendered.”
Pres shakes his head and asks, “Where the hell did she come from anyway? I don’t remember Lisa bringing her to see me, and she always brings the new girls in to go over the rules and shit.”
I hear Rocky answer him, something about one of the boys picking her up on the road, but I don’t really pay attention. Instead, I watch my woman walk out of the kitchen and head down the hallway to my room. Immediately, my dick twitches with thoughts of what I want to do to her. Seeing her act all badass makes me hard as fuck.
“I got shit to do,” I mumble, as I stand up and go after her.
By the time I reach my room, she’s already shut the door. Visions of her lying naked on my bed fill my head, and my cock starts to ache in anticipation. When I open the door to my room, my heart nearly stops. Lisa is standing at the foot of the bed, an open suitcase in front of her that’s piled high with her clothes, and she’s folding a fucking shirt. Her eyes come to me, and they grow as big around as saucers.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I growl out, as I walk over and yank the shirt out of her hands.
She takes a few steps back and places her hands on her hips. “What