Mason_ Inked Reapers MC(1)(11)

I nodded. No point in starting an argument. I had no proof and the club most likely wouldn't take any action with the truce in place. Once we pushed the Disciples out, then we’d be able to do something about it. Running drugs and weapons over the border didn’t toy with my conscience one bit, but enslaving a woman, making her into some dime store whore for those assholes benefit repulsed me.



Everything wrapped up pretty quick and Marcus sent me on my way. Tick decided to tag along, and I was glad for the company. With him along, I’d have a better chance of keeping away from that Pixie.



When we pulled into the courtyard of the Disciples, we were greeted by the same three guys as before. The guy, Lucas, seemed to be the most up and up about everything going on. The VP, Sting, didn’t sit well with me, something about his eyes always wandering during a conversion. If you can’t look at me when you're talking to me, you're hiding some shit.



As we walked into the clubhouse, I heard a low mocking laugh. Jayson was sitting at the bar waving papers in front of Lucy’s face. Her eyes looked murderous, but she kept her mouth shut as he kept on rambling.



“A nurse? A whore like you?” He opened one of the leaflets and laughed harder. “Says here you need to pass a test first. Do you even know any math? You’re pretty good with dick plus mouth equals payday, but do you know numbers?”



“I was just getting information.” She pulled the pamphlet from his hands. “What were you doing in my room anyway?”



“Your room?” His tone darkened quickly, and I took a step in her direction. Tick’s hand on my shoulder steadied me. “Bitch, that's my room. My bed. My furniture. And that pussy between your legs is mine, too. Forget this school shit. By the time you finish paying what you owe, you’ll be too old for school.” Her fingers gripped the papers so tight I could see her knuckles turning white. She didn’t respond though, she just tucked them away in her apron.



“I’m half-”



“You’re not even a quarter of the way, bitch. Every day you add more to your tab.”



“Hey, Jayson!” Lucas stepped in front of us. “Got company.” I stepped to the side, keeping my eyes on Lucy. She looked up and her face flushed when her eyes met mine. While Jayson was preoccupied, she took the opportunity and fled the room. Jayson didn’t notice, but I saw the clenched fists, the unshed tears building. What the fuck was going on?



“Hey!” Jayson threw on a fake grin and walked over to us. “Almost forgot you were heading over. Lucas here can finalize everything with you. I got some business to take care of at the strip club.” I gave him a nod, but kept watching the doorway where she fled. I was going to get some answers.





CHAPTER SIX



LUCY





I stared at the nursing program pamphlets thrown on my bed. Jayson was probably right. I’d never get free of him, at least not while I still had enough energy to go to school. By then, I’d probably be too wrung out to do much with my life other than keep going the way I was going.



If listened to him, let him get into my head, I’d be stuck in his damn MC for the rest of my life, and that wasn’t’ going to happen. I had dreams. I wasn’t stupid, school came pretty easily for me. My mom always bragged about my grades in high school, before she got sick. Taking care of my mom took center stage after she was diagnosed with stage four lymphoma. I barely passed senior year, and college was out of the question. Every dime we had went to her medicine and doctor treatments. She held on for two years after I graduated and was able to find full-time work to help pay the bills, but in the end, it was all for nothing.



Looking in the mirror at my short hair and over applied makeup, I felt the weight of my situation crushing me. My mother would have died twice over if she knew what I would become, the whore I turned into. Sure it wasn’t my choice, but the acts were the same. Men gave Jayson cash to fuck me, and I continued to do it. He said I was only a quarter paid up, but my calculations were twice that. He’d never let me go.



I picked up the pamphlets again, ready to the throw them in the trash this time when my door opened. “Lucy.” A dark voice sent a shiver through me and I didn’t need to turn around to see who lurked in my doorway.



“Jayson send you in?” I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes, making sure none of the tears that had built up actually spilled over and tossed the pamphlets into the can next to my dresser.



The door shut and the click of the lock startled me. Other than members, Jayson usually brought in the guys he wanted me to entertain. I spun around and knocked right into Mason’s chest. He steadied me before I fell on my ass, then pulled my chin up, smashing his mouth right on top of mine.