Romeo (Dark Knights MC/Blood Fury MC: Crossover)

Chapter 18

Chapter Eighteen

Romeo sat back and slowly stroked his beard as he contemplated his fellow Knights joining him around the long table where the president’s gavel sat only a couple of inches from his left hand.

His nostrils flared as he pulled in an irritated breath. He wouldn’t be surprised if he started grinding his teeth, too.

But here they were.

His gaze bounced over his executive committee. From Bishop, his VP, sitting to his right, to Sigh the club secretary, to their treasurer Cue, Cisco the road captain, and he finished with Magnum, sitting at his left.

The only Knight with an official title not in attendance was Sully because their chaplain didn’t get a vote. Or get to make decisions. They only had a club chaplain because Sully asked for the title a long time ago after becoming an ordained minister. The previous president granted his request, and it was no skin off Romeo’s nose for the long-time member to keep it.

He side-eyed his sergeant at arms again. The man who kept Maddie’s living arrangements secret. And that still chapped Romeo’s ass.

Magnum’s eyes narrowed on him. “What the fuck you do?”

“Didn’t do shit,” he responded. “Let’s get this meetin’ started.”

The big man to his left wouldn’t be happy if he found out Romeo dipped his dick in Blood Fury property. Especially without first asking permission from the Fury member she belonged to.

But then, Romeo didn’t ask Shade if he could fuck his stepdaughter five years ago, either.

He wasn’t stupid.

Okay, maybe he was. Sometimes.

He had taken his life in his own hands by taking Maddie’s virginity. Despite her being a willing participant. But now she was on her own and not in the Fury fold. And he was damn sure that Maddie didn’t run anyone she fucked past Shade beforehand.

He realized going to Shade first would’ve shown some respect. But he had no doubt that the Fury member would’ve told him to fuck off and leave his girl alone.

That wasn’t going to happen.

Especially after the other night. He hadn’t fantasized about any other female since. All he could think about was how wet, warm, and tight Maddie’s pussy was. How her tits rocked and rolled every time he slammed his dick into her.

Her face when she came.

Her face when he came.

Unfortunately, now was really not the optimal time to relive that night.

Especially when Magnum leaned closer and tried to catch Romeo’s eyes. “You did somethin’, asshole, didn’t you? ”

“Yeah, called a fuckin’ meetin’, so let’s get to it.”

A muscle ticked in Magnum’s smooth cheek.

Did Romeo look guilty? He shouldn’t.

Maybe Magnum heard chatter about Maddie coming to Dirty Dick’s. His brothers all like to run their mouths like a bunch of high school mean girls. He should’ve been smarter and met her somewhere else.

Too fucking late.

“Maybe it’s got to do with that hot young thing that showed up the other night,” Cisco mentioned with a grin.

For fuck’s sake.

Romeo kept his mouth shut since he knew better than to respond. If he scrambled for excuses, he’d look guilty as fuck.

Magnum asked Cisco, “She got reddish blonde hair?”

“She got somethin’,” Cisco answered.

“Why the fuck are we wastin’ time here? A female walkin’ into Dick’s ain’t nothin’ new. No goddamn reason to discuss that kinda shit at this table.” Romeo jabbed his finger against the worn, scarred wood. “Got real business to discuss.”

“If you touched another club’s property, that’s club business,” Magnum told him. “The fuck if we need to cause issues with an ally.”

“Ain’t gonna be any issues.”

One of Magnum’s thick black eyebrows rose up his huge forehead. “‘Cause you didn’t touch Fury property, that right?”

His first instinct was to lie but if he got caught in that lie later… That could create a clusterfuck. Still, he wasn’t going to admit shit during an officer meeting. They weren’t there to discuss their latest conquests. Or their sex lives. Or even their fucking family life.

They were there to take care of Knights business .

“Know you too well, brother. You can’t keep your dick in your fuckin’ pants.”

“Nothin’ new,” he admitted.

Cisco dropped his head and snorted. Sigh grinned and Cue nodded, also smiling like a fucking fool.

Bishop bitched, “Christ, if we’re gonna talk about Rome’s latest fuck every goddamn time we got a meetin’, then that’s all we’ll be talkin’ about. Move the fuck on. He steps on Fury toes, then he can deal with it.”

Magnum’s jaw tightened. “Don’t fuckin’ work that way. He steps on Fury toes, we’re all gonna be dealin’ with it.”

“If he steps on Shade’s toes, Rome won’t be sittin’ at the head of the table anymore. Problem solved.” Cue shrugged.

Sigh added, “Yeah, he’s gonna find his Black ass buried in some deep grave somewhere.”

“Missin’ skin and flesh. Maybe even without that tongue he likes to use so damn much.” Cisco stuck out his tongue and made a sawing motion like he was cutting it off.

Romeo fought a grimace and a shudder. “Then, good thing Shade’s got no reason to do that.”

Magnum huffed and shook his head. “Better be true.”

“Need to stop questionin’ your president.”

“Once you stop doin’ stupid shit,” Magnum countered.

“Expectin’ miracles, brother,” Bishop told their sergeant at arms on a laugh.

Magnum leaned toward Romeo and growled, “Don’t fuck up our alliance. Got no goddamn enemies right now ‘cause of it. We lose that, we could have other clubs testin’ us.”

Romeo jerked his chin toward the gavel. “See where that’s sittin’? Ain’t in front of you, brother.”

“After the next election, might not be sittin’ in front of you, brother .”

This meeting was going sideways. He needed to rein it in. He picked up that gavel and slammed it on the table. “Done chit-chattin’ like a bunch of bitches. Let’s get serious.”

Romeo couldn’t get out of the basement fast enough. Magnum burned a hole in the side of his face during the whole fucking meeting. If his enforcer was trying to make him crack, he failed.

Dick’s was quiet tonight as was typical on Tuesdays. It was one reason they held their executive meetings that particular night of the week. That way they could hear themselves think.

He headed straight behind the bar because after dealing with that bullshit, he needed a fucking drink.

And a full bong. With some really prime Kush.

While plenty of perks existed for being the Knights’ prez, it involved plenty of headaches, too. Whiskey and weed would serve as his aspirin.

Just as he finished downing his first shot of Jack Daniels, the entrance door opened and someone he didn’t expect walked in.

What the actual fuck? Of all nights she had to show up on a fucking Tuesday?

Without giving him a heads up?

Holy shit , this could end up being a fucking disaster. Especially after that whole shit with Magnum.

Worse, the man hadn’t left yet. Magnum was most likely still down talking to Cisco. That meant he could come upstairs at any second.

Romeo quickly skirted around the bar and headed in Maddie’s direction. As soon as he got to her, he angled his body to block anyone coming up from the basement from seeing her. But that was only a temporary fix. Maddie did not blend in well at Dirty Dick’s. Her presence drew attention, as was obvious with the majority of men’s eyes turned her way. “What the fuck you doin’ here?”

Her eyebrows pinned together. “I texted you and you didn’t answer.”

That was because he hadn’t checked his damn phone during the meeting. Even if he saw it, he never responded immediately to any female. If he did, they might think he was waiting to hear from them. He wasn’t. Usually. “So, you just show the fuck up without knowin’ if I’d be here?” Or busy with some other female?

The crease in her forehead deepened. “I didn’t know it would be a problem.”

The problem’s name was Magnum. Romeo’s eyes sliced to the far back corner of Dick’s and the door that led to the basement.

Fucking fuck.

“If it’s not a good time?—”

He firmly grabbed her elbow and used it to hustle her toward the kitchen. He did not want to deal with more of Magnum’s paranoid bullshit.

Hell , right now he didn’t want to deal with the man at all. What Romeo did with Maddie wasn’t the sergeant at arms’ goddamn business.

It was no one’s beside the two people involved.

“Why you here?” he growled after shoving her through the swinging door into the kitchen.

“I can leave,” she snapped back. “Jesus, I didn’t think you’d be such a bitch about me showing up at a public bar.”

Hold up. She was fucking copping an attitude with him ? “Ain’t any public bar and you know that shit.”

“I still don’t see the problem. ”

Of course she didn’t. Should he warn her about Magnum sticking his nose where it didn’t belong and potentially contacting her psycho stepfather? If he did, he might lose out on the most likely reason for her showing up tonight. He considered his options. “You ever talk to Magnum?”

Her forehead scrunched up again. “Why would I talk to him?”

That was all he needed to hear. “Just wasn’t sure if he checked in with you.”

“No reason for him to do so.”

Romeo agreed. He hoped like fuck that Magnum wouldn’t recognize Maddie’s cage.

“Are we going to your place?”

“We sure ain’t in the kitchen to make fuckin’ tacos.”

“Well, it is Taco Tuesday.”

His feet stuttered to a stop. Then he shook his head and kept moving. He’d feel safer once they were behind closed doors. In his crib. With all the locks securely set.

Not even two minutes later, he was turning all of those same locks and finally breathing in relief.

He turned to check out the woman who had hunted him down. Not that she had to search hard. “You come back for a second helpin’?”

“A second helping?”

She knew exactly what he meant. But if not, he’d help her out. “Yeah, of this…” He grabbed his dick and shook it.

She rolled her brown eyes. “Classy.”

“You want classy, you’re in the wrong fuckin’ place, woman.”

“Oh, thanks for clarifying. Now, do you want to unlock the door so I can find someone with some class?”

When she approached, pretending she wanted to leave, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into him. “Nope. Came lookin’ for me for a reason. Tell me what that is.”

She turned her eyes up to him. “What do you think?”

Those eyes held a bit of naughtiness. She was clearly playing with him. “Was right, then, yeah? You want what only Romeo can give you.”

Her soft smile got him in the fucking gut. “I wouldn’t say you’re the only one. My vibrator can give me a hell of an orgasm.”

“If it could do as good a job as me, your ass would be usin’ it right now. You’re not. You’re here. Can’t fuckin’ fool me.”

“Maybe I like a bit of variety.”

He pursed his lips as he stared down into her face. She was pulling his chain. “Definitely not your normal variety.”

She cocked one eyebrow. “Are you not?”

What was she indicating? “How many brothers you been with?”

“Brothers, as in bikers?”

“Not what I fuckin’ meant and you know it.”

She lifted and dropped one shoulder “Like you, I don’t talk about my past conquests.”

He sucked on his teeth. “Thought I was special.”

“Oh, you’re special. But our meaning of that word might be different.”

“Again, you got jokes.”

“I was being serious.” A huge grin spread across her face.

He shook his head, dug his fingers into her hips and pulled her even closer. Until her tits were smashed flat against him. Tonight, she wore a shirt with a deep V that showed off those tits perfectly.

He couldn’t wait to get his mouth on those nipples poking through her shirt. “Why you here, Maddie? For real. ”

His eyes were drawn to her throat when she swallowed. Her teasing turned serious, and her eyes turned troubled.

Fuck.

Was it her fucking job again? “What’s the issue at work?”

She sighed out a, “Nothing.”

When she avoided his eyes, it was clear she was lying. Something with her job was really getting to her. Most likely her shitty boss. He wondered if the man was on a power trip.

He placed a thumb under her chin and tipped up her face, forcing her to look at him. “Bullshit.”

She twisted her head free and again avoided his eyes. “It’s mentally and physically exhausting, that’s all. Since we’re always shorthanded, we’re super busy but despite that, the days still feel like they drag on forever.”

That wasn’t it. She was still lying. Or at least downplaying whatever it was. “Quit and go somewhere else.”

She scowled. “I can’t just quit. My boss has a lot of connections. Connections I can’t sever if I ever want a job with a professional sports team. I’m just doing my time until that happens.”

“A job shouldn’t be like doin’ time in the fuckin’ joint.”

“You’re right, it shouldn’t. But like being stuck in prison, we don’t always have a choice.”

“Always got a choice.”

“You chose to do time?”

No one chose to do time. “Chose to break the law. Ain’t stupid. Knew the consequences of gettin’ busted and did it anyway. Just like you chose to get a job there and you choose to stay.”

“I wish it was that simple,” she murmured, pulling free of him.

Again, she was hiding something. She was trying to keep whatever was going on at work from her expression, but he spotted it before she could hide it completely.

She didn’t want to share with him whatever it was. Of course, there had to be a reason for that. What that reason was, he didn’t fucking know.

If he really wanted to figure it out, he had his ways. For now, he’d let it go. If whatever it was continued to be a problem, he’d find a solution for her.

That was what allies did for each other.

If one club had a problem and another one in their alliance had a solution, they worked together.

He was pretty damn sure that the Fury would appreciate Romeo stepping in if their girl was dealing with some shit.

At least that was what he told himself.

Magnum might not agree. But then, he was the damn president, and he didn’t give a fuck what his enforcer thought. The prez outranked the sergeant at arms every damn time.

Whether the big man liked it or not.