Leon | a Bad Boy MC Motorcycle Club Romance by Rose Cody

pushing down her glittering bikini bottoms. She hangs them off her foot, lifting her leg up to grab them before quickly stepping into her leggings, pulling the tight polyester up her thighs before snapping the waist band around her waist.
     
      She shoves the sparkling panties into her bag before zipping it up and heaving it up onto her shoulder before she looks around the room.
     
    “Has anyone seen my shoes?” She asks, ducking to look under the counter.
     
    “Over here!” A dark skinned girl says as she leans over the counter powdering her face. “Antonio moved all the shoes by the door. He’s always touching our shit.” She turns to the large, mustached security guard, placing her hand on the waist of her rhinestoned thong. “Why are you always going through our shit?”
     
    “Someone has to keep it organized in here, girls.” He says, his voice deep and thundering as he shrugs his shoulders. “You’re practically animals. You would be working in your own filth if it wasn’t for me!”
     
    “It’s an organized chaos.” She says, going back to powdering her face. “Not going to stay to get some drinks with us, Lil?”
     
    “Not tonight.” She says, slipping her feet into her canvas flats.
     
    “Well, suit yourself!”
     
      She waves, smiling softly as she steps out of the back door into the dimly lit alley way, stepping over the puddles as she makes her way around the building and to the sidewalk.
     
      Lily brushes the palm of her hand over the top of her hair, sighing as she breathes in the thick humidity.
     
    “Hey, you!” She hears a deep male voice say from behind her. “Hey, hey!”
     
      She stops, taking a deep shaking breath in as she turns around, expecting to see one of her regulars but instead feels her chest tighten as she’s greeted by three large men she doesn’t recognise.
     
    “Hi…” She whispers, lifting her hand slightly at her side to wave to them as they step under the street light towards her.
     
    “What’s a girl like you doing alone so late at night in a neighbourhood like this, huh?” One of them says as she barely makes out his moving lips from his shadowed face.
     
    “Did you need something?” She asks after some hesitation as she slowly takes a step backwards.
     
    “You just get off of work at that club over there?” Another one says as he points towards her joint.
     
    “Yeah and I’m done work for the night, so how about you fuck right off!” Lily says, sighing out as she turns back around to continue on her way home.
     
    “Not so fast…” The first man says, rushing over to her before grabbing her shoulder. “I bet a girl like you makes quite a bit of money, doesn’t she?”
     
      She gasps, tightening her grip on her bag as she feels him yank on it, trying to pull it away from her.
     
    “No! Stop!” She screams, the other two surrounding her, placing her hands on her to pull her away. “Stop!”
     
      She falls to the ground, the men scattering and running as the rumbling engine of a motorcycle closes in on them.
     
    “You better fucking run!” She hears over the loud engine’s thunder as she wipes her face before picking up the spilled contents of her bag from all over the wet sidewalk.
     
      She hides her face from embarrassment, keeping her gaze on the sidewalk as she hears him silence the engine and kick the stand down before getting off of his bike and walking over to her.
     
    “Who the hell were those guys?” He asks, kneeling down in front of her. “Are you okay?”
     
      She glances up, blushing as her eyes rest a little too long on his sharp, stubble covered jaw before nodding her head up and down as she continues to pick up her items.
     
    “Here.” The strange man says, picking up her wallet from the wet sidewalk, wiping it on the leg of his jeans before handing to her.
     
    “Thanks.” She whispers, taking it from him, her fingers brushing against his rough hand, before she stuffs her wallet