Ace: The Brimstone Kings MC by J.J. Marstead Page A

walking towards the front door. As I walk through the doors, it’s pretty quiet besides one or two club bunnies talking at the bar waiting for their fuck of the night to come back from church, shaking my head as I chuckle. I check the time on the clock above the bar, damn I’m good I’ve got five minutes to spare.
    I grab a bottle of water from the bar fridge. Opening it taking a big gulp; I head to the big metal door at the end of the hallway.
    Opening the door, I see everyone is already sitting around the huge rectangle table. I nod at each of them as I make my way to my seat. Once I sit down, I turn my head toward Pop’s nodding to him that I’m ready, and the meeting can begin.
    ”Well, it seems we have a bit of trouble with the “Pandora’s MC,” the fuckers owe us tons of money, and they aren’t paying up.  They racked up a fucking huge tab at the strip club.  We can’t have that. We need to fix this, so I want Ace and a few of you to go to the fuckers club and get them to pay up. It won’t be easy, but they are a bunch of little pussies compared to us.” He grunts out as he takes a puff of his cigarette.
    “Shit, this really is turning out to be a problem we have to fix right away, those fuckers think they can pull a fast one on us, well they have another fucking thing coming.” The brunt of my voice rings out, I’m pissed that these fuckers are trying to pull this fucking shit with us.
    My father grabs his mantle and holds it firm.
    “Now, who votes for Ace and a small group to head to the “Pandora’s MC” clubhouse? Say I.” Every single member declares I, with that my father hits the mantle down on the wooden block, and with that church is dismissed.
    My father motions for me to stay behind, once everyone leaves, he turns to me “Where were you? I was trying to get a hold of you!” He mentions as he’s trying to keep a hard face.
    I couldn’t stop the grin from appearing on my face, “Well Old Man, I was with Alison and if it wasn’t for the meeting, I would still be wrapped around Alison sleeping.” My father smirks shaking his head, but then his face turn’s serious.
    “Don’t hurt her son. She seems like a really nice girl, and I know your reputation with the ladies. I just don’t want to see a good girl get hurt.” Just hearing my father say that to me, pisses me off, why does he think I would hurt her? Fuck if he wasn’t my father, I would knock him the fuck out.
    My father isn’t far off from the truth, I’ve fucked every club bunny multiple times, but things are different now. I don’t want any of them.
    I’m tired of endless nights of meaningless sex. I want something real. I feel like Alison is that, my something real.
    My father waves as he leaves the room. “Good night, Son.”
    I head out to the main hall, I see Viper sitting at the bar having a beer talking to David. I March over, signaling David to grab me a beer. I slap Vipers shoulder; I pull up a stool beside him, taking a gulp of my beer. I turn my head to look at him.
    “Where’s Tammy?” I ask him with a grin. He laughs
    “She’s in my room. Man, we had a huge fight and then it turned into us fucking against the wall. Man, I don’t understand that woman.” I start laughing so fucking hard.
    “You will never understand women, so just give it up already.” I grunt out as Viper chugs the rest of his beer.
    “I’m going to bed, man. I’m sure Tammy will want another go at it before morning; then she will hate my guts again.” He walks off toward his room, to a warm bed with Tammy.
    Jealously gnawing at me, I want to be with Alison, but it’s too fucking late to see her. I might as well crash here for the night.
    On my way to my room, Porsche is standing outside my door waiting, what the fuck is she doing here at this hour? Even all the club whores are gone home or in rooms with other members getting fucked.
    When Porsche sees me coming, her face breaks into a big grin, I’m not sure why she is