Devil chuckled. “Think you can mess with me, think the f**k again.” He withdrew the knife then slammed it back inside the side of Kenneth’s neck. Over and over Devil struck out at Kenneth leaving a puddle of blood.
“Pussy, now,” Devil shouted.
Dropping his gun to the man’s cock, Pussy shot Homer’s dick off. He fired two more bullets, one in each knee cap, until the man was on the floor, screaming. Gripping him by his head, Pussy tugged his head back and stared into his eyes. These would be the eyes Ashley looked into before she died. This man wouldn’t have made it easy for her.
“She … worth … it?” Homer asked.
“She was my friend.”
“She … was … a … club … whore.”
Pussy smiled. “She was our club whore.”
Using the butt of his gun, he struck out at the man, slamming the gun down. Over and over he struck Homer until the bastard no longer had a face and he was covered in blood.
No one stopped him. Ronald made to move, but Pussy’s brothers fired shots at his feet. When it was over, Pussy went and stood beside Devil, who was covered in as much blood as he was.
“What the f**k does this prove?” Frederick asked.
“Nothing.”
“I’m going to ruin you.”
“Good.” Devil looked toward Snake and nodded.
Snaked pressed a button, and the building behind them started to crumble to the ground.
Frederick looked behind him. “What the f**k are you doing?”
“You take my livelihood, I’ll take from you.”
“There were people in there.” The other man was yelling. He no longer looked like the calm Italian mobster.
“Were there? Ashley was one of mine. So are Death and Curse. Consider this payback.”
Devil stepped up close toward Frederick, glaring at the man in the eye.
Pussy stared at his boss. He looked larger, taller, and far more powerful than Frederick.
“You kill me and everyone you love dies,” Frederick said.
“I’m not going to kill you. I figured you’re the type of coward who’d have shit like that in place. You proved that with Tate and Murphy. They don’t wake up and you’re going to have Tiny on your case.”
“I’m going to own all of you.”
Devil chuckled. “No, you’re not.”
“You can’t win this.”
“And neither can you. You f**k with me, and I’ll f**k with you. This,” Devil pointed toward Homer and Kenneth, “is just the start. I can make this worse. I can find every business you ever owned and have it in the ground within hours.”
Frederick’s rage was clear for them all to see.
“I will win this. You’ll die.”
“I know, but here’s the thing, Fred. I don’t give a f**k about dying. Do you? You walk around with your guards and your deals. If someone gets hurt, you hurt someone else. You’re afraid to die. I’m not, and I’ll take you down with me.” Devil continued to stare at Frederick. “Do your own f**king runs from now on. I’m out.”
“You owe me.”
“And you took one of my women from me. I don’t owe you shit. Consider the fact I’m giving you your life and walk the f**k away.” Devil stepped away, and they all lowered their weapons. Ronald made no move to reach for his.
Climbing on the back of his bike, Pussy gunned the engine and headed back to the clubhouse with Devil.
Life was going to change, he had no doubt, but he also knew he was going to be living his life with Sasha.
Once they were back at the clubhouse, Lexie didn’t say a word as she led Devil away. No words were needed. Pussy took Sasha into the bathroom with him, but he made sure to wash the blood away before she touched him. He wasn’t going to risk anything happening to her.
****
Two weeks later
Sasha stood within the doorway. She ran her hand up and down the frame getting used to the feel and texture. Using her walking stick, she ran it around in the room. Pussy had been teaching her the layout of the room, but he was out for the moment and she always practiced when she was alone.
It had been two weeks since Devil had gone to pick a fight. Within the last couple of weeks a lot had happened. Pussy had moved her out of the clubhouse and brought her here. It was a small house near the town center with a small garden. Every day he took her out, counting the steps and helping her get used to where things were. It was nice not having to panic in case she smashed anything. Pussy promised her there were no valuable items around the house.
This was her time to get used to her life. During the day he helped her to become more independent, and by night he taught her exactly why he got his name. Shane, or Pussy, was addicted to licking her out. He spent more time licking her cl*t than he did f**king her. She did love sucking his c**k and hearing him splinter apart underneath her touch. The sounds he made turned her on more.
“Okay, Sasha, you can do this.”
Releasing the wall she took three steps into the room. She imagined Pussy behind her. He’d wrap his hand around her waist and whisper the steps.
“Turn left and make one step, turn front and three more.” She paused as she recalled where everything was. “Lean forward and there is the coffee table.” She felt the coffee table, giggling. “Three steps to the side and sit down.” Sasha followed the orders and lowered herself into the chair.
Her achievement was great, and she giggled, clapping her hands.
“Baby, I told you that you could do it,” Pussy said. His voice came from behind her.
“I didn’t hear you come in.”
“I’ve got you a gift.”
“A gift?” What could he have given her? Pussy had gotten her more than enough. The time he spent with her giving her back what Kenneth had taken was more than she could have imagined.
“Stay where you are,” he said.
She strained to listen to all the sounds.
“Put your hands out.”
She did as he asked, and she encountered fur.
“A dog, you’ve bought me a dog?” she asked.
“Yes. She’s designed to help you. There’s going to be a woman come around later to talk you through the commands. You’ve got to name her though.”
Sasha stroked the dog, loving her pet instantly.
“I’m going to name her Ashley, after your friend. She helped to guide you.”
Pussy cupped her face and kissed her.
In the last two weeks Pussy had arranged for a proper burial for Ashley. She’d been by his side as Pussy and the rest of the Chaos bleeds crew said their goodbyes to the woman who’d lost her life too soon.