Ryder: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel Rae Lake (motivational novels .txt) 📖

help with the physical therapy shit and Ryder nearly killed him for trying to touch his legs.”

“What the hell do you expect Wire?”

“I don’t know, I don’t fucking know but it wasn’t this shit. Prez hasn’t even been able to get through to him. Ryder has been a Wing longer than any of us, we can’t lose him.”

“What do you want me to do?” I asked a bit confused about why he was coming to me with this. It was a problem but it wasn’t one that I could fix. I wasn’t a doctor. I was just a dancer.

“This is going to sound fucked up, but just hear me out.”

“Always.”

“Ryder needs a punching bag.”

What the fuck?

“Um?” I started but he stopped me before I could continue.

“Not literally, he needs someone he can curse at and threaten. Disrespect. He’s in a dark place right now and his rage is eating him up. I would ask the men but most of the patched members are down in NOLA. Mikki broke down in tears after five minutes in the same room as him. You have always had a way with him, a way to thaw him out even when he tried to act big and bad. He needs someone to comfort him even when he is pushing everyone away.”

I let my head fall to my chest, it always came down to that. I was always just around to comfort the men. I loved to fuck; I loved driving men and women wild. I loved the attention, but every once in a while, I wanted to be worth more than a quick nut. “So you think fucking him will put him in a better mood? You’re right this is fucked up.”

He stood up, a wave of pity crossing his face. “Cherry, he’s paralyzed from the waist down. I didn’t read his whole fucking file, but I don’t think his dick works. That shit has to be driving him crazy on its own.” He shook his head and started to walk towards the door. “I don’t want you to be his whore, I want you to be his comfort. Just do what you can.”

I walked over to the two-way mirror that overlooked the club below. The dancers were doing their thing and the bass of the music was vibrating through the floor. Everything was moving fluidly, Maven was taking care of the bar, people were laughing and having a good time, but I felt empty on the inside.

So much had happened in the last year, I had moved on from being just a club bunny for the club to now being the co-owner of four different strip clubs with Maven. I groomed and trained all the new club bunnies that wanted to be a part of the Wings of Diablo and probably the most important, I gave birth to my little boy, Larry Jr. His father was killed in the war against the Bolivian cartel. I blamed Larry for nothing except for showing me a different way to live. Larry loved me and I loved him but we never could be more than just a couple hiding in the shadows. Patched members never made the bunnies ol’ ladies. Until Larry, I was completely content with stripping and fucking until my time was done. I didn’t know what it was like to be everything for someone and that was exactly how Larry made me feel; like I was his everything.

Now when I tried to go back to my old life of stripping and fucking, it was like I was a zombie just going through the motions. None of it was as fun as it once was. None of it excited me like it once did. I was just so fucking bored with the whole lot of it.

I suddenly couldn’t get out of this strip club fast enough, I was tired of watching titties sway and dicks getting hard. I needed a break from all of it and helping Ryder was a good a break as any. I knew he would be an asshole but I had dealt with that before.

Chapter 7

Ryder’s  POV

“Mother fuck you!” I picked up one of the only remaining hard items in my vicinity and hurled it with all my might at Medi’s head. He didn’t move fast enough this time. It cracked him hard, right above his eye and split his brow open. A small stream of blood dripped down his face. He grunted and put his hand over his eye, but that wasn’t enough for me. I wasn’t satisfied with just a grunt. I wanted to hear him scream out in pain. Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to happen. Medi was the doctor for the Spawns of Chaos, our brother club. He was a genius, but he had a big mouth. He spoke about something that he shouldn’t and they cut his tongue out, he would never scream out in pain no matter what I did to him. He bandaged himself up quickly and tried to turn back and tend to me. Medi was a doormat, he would do anything the club asked him to do even if it meant that he would be beaten to a bloody pulp in the process. It just pissed me off more that there was nothing I could do to stop him from completing his task. If I knocked him out he would just wake back up and try again. “Medi! Fuck, just leave! I don’t want to be fucking touched!” I yelled out and hoped that it would be enough for him to leave even for a little while. Apparently, it was, he nodded once and walked out of the door.

“Well, would you look at that, the big bad wolf is huffing and puffing.” Cherry walked in as Medi walked out.

“What the fuck, can I get some god damn privacy or do I have to curse you out too?”

“You can do whatever you want to do Ryder but I am staying