now you're out, so fuck off and don't come back. You know what will happen if you do."
Her eyes widen as she quickly puts on her tiny excuse for a dress before running out the place, gracing me with a dirty look as she passes.
Angel glares at the three men in front of him ; it's nice to see they are now decent. "Did you get approval from Prez?" They shake their heads, looking at the floor.
"What the fuck are you playing at?" Angel asks, but they don't answer. He shakes his head, pulling out his phone. He types for a few seconds before putting it away again.
"You know what happens fellas." He doesn't wait for them to say anything, just lands a punch on the closest man. He hits him right in the face, sending him to the floor. I gasp, taking a step back as Angel pounds into him, leaving the prospect groaning on the floor. Just as Angel starts on the second prospect, another man enters the room and joins in, beating the third prospect.
I don't know what to do. What the hell is going on? I'm not stupid enough to try and stop it. When Angel is satisfied he stands and marches over to me. The look on his face is dark, right now he looks so much like Satan that I shrink against the wall. Angel grabs my arm and pulls me, walking me back the way I came.
I gasp. "What are you doing?"
"Why are out of your room?" He growls..
I try and stop him from pulling me but it's useless. "I was bored."
We're in the living area before he speaks again. "Stay in your room at night."
"Why?" He doesn't answer me. "What happened back there? Why did you do that?"
He pushes open the door to my room, roughly pushing me in. "Stay here and don't fucking leave." He slams the door in my face, leaving me alone. I'm left wondering what the fuck just happened.
***
Gabe
Fuck!
I storm away from the room I left her in and go in search of Stacey. I need to get this out of my system.
I spotted Eve wandering around and followed her. When she stopped outside the door of the game room I could see she was getting turned on by something she was watching inside. Her breathing began to quicken, her hands balled into fists at her sides, and she was biting her lip. I know those signs on a woman… Watching her watch them, I have to admit was making me just as horny. I was hard as a rock just seeing that ass in those tiny shorts. But watching her… fuck it was hard stopping myself from shoving her ass against the wall and fucking her. But I can’t, I’m not going there! Instead, I beat the shit out of the prospects before taking her back to her room.
Prospects aren't allowed club pussy without permission from Prez. It's a little fucked up game we like to play with them until they patch in. Unless Prez tells them it's free tonight, or they ask him, they're not allowed. They can go out and find as much pussy outside of the clubhouse as they want, but these fuckers obviously ignored that. I sent Prez a quick text asking him if he'd given permission, and when he replied no, I asked Disney to come and have a little fun.
As for Lola, the brothers are sick of her shit. Always getting prospects into trouble, fucking pissing off the other girls and old ladies and last week Kid found out she's been using. A big rule in our club, no drugs. Weed? That's fine, but nothing stronger.
Club whores are available whenever a brother needs. I make my way to the room they stay in when they're here. I hate this room. It smells of cheap perfume and dirty pussy, but I yank open the door anyway. Stacey is asleep on the bed with two other girls. I reach over, waking her up. She laughs, slapping my ass as I lead her from the room. I take her to the room I've been staying in since Eve arrived, throwing Stacey on the bed. She's naked in seconds, then I'm fucking her. I show no mercy, causing her to scream out my name. Not my birth name, my biker name. No chick is allowed to call me by my birth name, I won't allow it. Stacey isn't who I want under me right now, it's the girl I shouldn't be