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I would wish on even the worst of my enemies."

"How did you end up at the Wings of Diablo anyway if Sadie never told you anything?" Ryder asks still trying to find the connection.

"I didn't. He found me remember." I pointed to Prime. I was only a fucking teenager when I’d walked up behind a group of bikers and tried to steal one of their wallets. Momma always made a big deal about them; it must be because they had money. The wallet I had tried to steal was Prime's, talk about fucking serendipity.

"You two were just meant to be in each other’s lives it seems." Cherry says with a big smile on her face.

"It seems that way."

I look around his trashed house and then back to Prime's bruised and bloody face. I’d gone a little overboard. "Listen, I'm sorry about beating on you earlier. I thought you knew and was just being a fucking asshole by keeping it from me. I'm tired of finding out that the people I trust have gone behind my back. I just want to be able to trust."

"Trust yourself then." Ryder says immediately.

"What?"

"There isn't anyone in the world that isn't going to let you down at one point or another. The only one you can fully trust is yourself."

"That is easier said than done Ryder and you know it." He knew the clubhouse and what it was about. I had to think about everyone's wants and needs, not just my own. I had to be able to trust them as well.

"Can I ask you a question, do you know where the phrase 'my word is law' came from in our club?" Prime asks me.

"Yeah, as the president you make the final decision. Everyone has to go with it and shut the fuck up." I've said and heard that shit so many times over my life.

"Yes, that's the bare version of it, but it goes deeper than that." He scoots forward in his chair before he addresses me again. "Those men chose you to be their president. They knew what they were doing when they said that you were the president. They knew that you would be able to make the hard decisions, they believed that you would make the right choices no matter the opposition. That is why the president chair is so fucking sacred … you are the be all end all of the club, you don't need anyone's opinion or input, you could run the club anyway you feel, and they would follow you, because they truly believe you know best. Over the years the club has become more of a democracy, but when it was formed it was solely a dictatorship. Ryder's right. You have to trust yourself, good decisions or bad decisions you have to trust yourself to make them."

I lean back in the chair and think on what the two of them are telling me and it seems to be the same shit that everyone else has been trying to get through my head. I was so hell bent on figuring out who I could trust that I forgot that I didn't need anyone to trust. I knew what the fuck needed to be done, I always knew what needed to be done. It's why they all flock to me. Why they chose me as President. Why they want me back. They have confidence in me no matter where my choices lead them.

I sit there with them for a few more hours and go over all the information that Brendan was able to get to me. Prime wants to go meet his daughters, but I convince him to let me give it a try first. They may not know anything about us and having both of us just pop up on them may be a bit overwhelming.

He makes me promise that I will come back. Even though I tell him that I will, I know it won't be for a while since I have another task on my list of shit to do. Finding my sisters is next in line though.

Dillon

I take the long ride out towards the Inferno's Clutch MC Territory. I could have just rolled up to the front door, but the last thing I wanted to do was look as if I was being aggressive. I wanted peace right now. I've had some dealing with Chains in the past and I know he isn't someone I want to fuck around with. They even have a fucking gator roaming around. I wasn't scared, but I didn't want to test them either.

I'd found myself sitting at a diner for the better part of an hour trying to figure out exactly what I'm supposed to say to them. I never imagined that I had family outside of the clubhouse and Keeley. However, now that I do know, I want to be around. I want to be there for them if they need me. I pick up the phone and stare at the number I got for the Inferno's Clutch clubhouse. Brendan had told me that they were there. Just as I'm about to dial the number I drop it back on the counter. "Fucking pussy!" I scold myself loud enough for the people in the booth behind me to turn and glare at me. I flip them the bird. They scoff and turn back around. They can mind their fucking business; I have enough shit to deal with besides worrying about trying to be friendly right now.

I pick up the phone again, but this time instead of calling the clubhouse I dial Keeley. I've been trying to give her some space, but I need her now.

"Dillon." She purrs my name.

My cock jumps to life at the sound of it. It's been so fucking long. "Woman, you're killing me."

She has the nerve to chuckle before I hear water being turned off in the background.

"Don't tell me you were about to get into the bath?"

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