Chapter6
Pyros‘ POV
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“What the fuck?” I said as soon as she left.
I dropped down in my chair, causing it to squeak loudly. I rubbed my eyes, hoping the image of her hips swaying as she walked out of my office disappears from my mind. I certainly don’t want my VP to know I have a hard–on for his daughter.
She was definitely not what I was expecting when I heard that my VP went into my office with a girl. I would have never guessed that it was his daughter who has been missing for years. The little girl I remembered holding in my arms when she was just born.
I realised Wilder was still in my office when I heard a sniffle. The bastard was actually crying.
I raised an eyebrow, my lips twitching but I managed to contain the smirk. Now was not the time for jokes.
“Why the fuck did you bring her into my office?” I asked gruffly. I watched as he stiffened, wiping
his face before facing me.
“I am sorry Prez. I didn’t know where else to talk to her in private,” He said, his head bowed
slightly.
scoffed and rolled my eyes. “So you couldn’t take her out for ice cream or some shit?” I spoke.
Wilder lifted his head, looking at me in disbelief. “Pyros, she’s twenty–two, not five years old.”
I shrugged, leaning back on my chair. “Then take her out for beers, away from here. I don’t give a fuck, anywhere that’s not my office,” I rasped, “We don’t know her and she could be a threat to
the club,”
He nodded but I could see that he wanted to argue. My VP stared at me for a moment before speaking, “I know you don’t trust her but I do, even if I haven’t seen her in years and I wanted to ask if they could stay at the clubhouse.”
I narrowed my eyes at his words. “They?” I questioned, my voice coming out rough.
An unknown feeling roared in me at the thought of her having a boyfriend.
Wilder’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he replied, “Yes, Riley and her son. I’m a
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grandfather.”
I grunted in response to his excitement. I’ve only seen him act this way once before when Riley
was born.
“She’s married?” I couldn’t help but ask.
Wilder paused his little celebration. “I don’t know and I didn’t ask. I don’t recall seeing a ring, though. Why?” His eyes shone with mischievousness and a little hesitation.
I glared at him. “I have to know who she’s bringing near my club,” I said in an obvious tone before changing the subject, “How old is her son?”
His lips stretched into a smile. “Almost two years old.”
I nodded, rubbing the stubble on my chin. “And you want them to stay here?”
“I do, Prez. They’re family,” He said confidently, crossing his arms over his chest.
I thought for a moment, thinking of all the pros and cons of letting an unknown woman into my
club.
I eyed Wilder before concluding, “She and her boy could stay,” I paused, sighing heavily,
“However, we have to do a background check on her and she will have an escort at all times when
she is not in the club until I trust her or she proves to be loyal.”
I know he wouldn’t have any problems with what I said but I am almost completely sure Riley
would never agree to these terms. Perfect. I already know that she is trouble from just having one
conversation with the little spitfire. I don’t need any more chaos in my life.
“Fine,” Wilder said, breaking me from my thoughts. “Can I leave now, Prez?”
“Yes,” I said, “But one more thing. Is there anything that I should know about her?”
He scratched his head before answering, “She said that she was friends with some bikers in high school and that they asked for her help to start a legal business. That’s the only thing that I think you should know.”
I tsked and flicked my wrist, signalling for him to leave my office. He nodded once and walked out.
She was in contact with bikers. Interesting. It makes me wonder what situation she was in that
she became friends with club members.
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I will find out those answers soon enough. Right now, my priorities are to find out who has been fucking up my shipments. My first thought would be that Riley is involved if not for the fact that this has been happening for weeks and as far as I know she only recently came here. I haven’t completely ruled her out as yet, though. I can never be too careful.
After a few minutes, my phone rang, interrupting my silence. I looked at it and groaned at the sight of my father’s name on the screen, already knowing what he wants to talk about.
I left the phone to ring for a few more seconds before picking it up, holding the device to my ear. “Yes, father?” I answered sardonically.
“Is it true?” He asked. I could practically see the smile on his face.
“No hello? Greetings? Nothin‘?” I said in response. I propped up my legs on my desk, lounging in my leather chair.
He huffed a breath in annoyance. “Fuck off, boy. Now tell me, is she really back?”
I sighed, rolling my eyes. “Yes, she’s back. Now, why did you call me?”
He took a minute before replying, “I just wanted to hear it from you. I mean, I heard it from Mac but I thought he was screwing with me. You know what that old bastard is like. I tried to call Wilder but he isn’t answering my calls.”
I nodded, even though he can’t see me. Wilder is most likely getting drunk in celebration right
now.
“Is there anything else?” I asked, irritation clear in my voice. I heard some voices in the background, making me wonder who was with him, probably Mac. I swear those old men gossip worse than teenage girls.
“No, no. That’s it. I heard she is very beautiful, though,” He stated. I stifled a groan at his
insinuation.
“Your point?” I asked, brushing back my hair with my fingers.
“No point. Just that if you don’t snatch her up, someone else might,” He replied. I can imagine him grinning on the other end.
I was about to answer when I heard a beep, indicating the call ended. I growled under and tossed the phone on my desk.
my
breath
I cursed as her face reappeared in my mind. I shook my head before getting up, deciding I need to get a release.
There is no way I could fuck one of the groupies tonight if she keeps popping up in my thoughts.
gym might be a better choice. At least that way I have no chance of catching any
Chapter6
Part 1: The Hidden Truth
