Tainted Love(61)

“I just want to talk,” I say to her. Her body eases and she nods her head in approval.

Sitting down on the seat opposite to him, I throw my leg on top of my knee.

“Why Felix?” I ask.

“What do you mean, why Felix?” he answers in a confused tone.

“You get time with me, and you want to spend it gossiping about one of your brothers?”

I shake my head. “Don’t fucking ignore the question. Why Felix?”

He clenches his jaw and raises his eyebrows before shrugging. “Was easy really. It’s amazing how stupid men can be when love is involved. I ordered him to give you that hit.”

“Why? Why would you be so theatrical with how you got me?”

He shakes his head. “I wanted the business Bruce Peyton had. It was like, killing two birds with one stone.”

I stand from my seat and walk to him. Bending down to his level, I gather enough saliva in my mouth before spitting it on his face.

“You’re fucking lucky, I can’t kill you. I’m sure whatever these people here have in store for you, will make you wish I did, though,” I say, getting up from my position.

I turn around and begin walking out, nodding at Sandra on the way. Pushing open the metal door I move out into the dim light of the day. I throw my leg over my bike and set off out of there. I want to drive to Hollywood so fucking bad. The past couple days have been fucking hard without her. Her innocence always calmed my demons and I wish now that I never knew how love felt. The feelings I feel for her consume me, and if I die from the suffocation of her love, I will die a fucking happy man.

Time. I just need to give her time.

Time I cannot be fucked giving.

On arrival, I walk back into the clubhouse and see Felix at the bar heading straight to him. Grasping onto his throat I push him up against the wall.

“The fuck are you doing, Ade,” he seethes.

“What the fuck are you doing, Felix? Daddy dearest came clean with me. Get the fuck in that boardroom right fucking now,” I yell in his face.

The rest of the boys walk in through the door and Zane stops in his tracks.

“Ade? We had a plan, brother. You—”

“Fuck the plan. I just spoke to the devil himself who admitted he sent him to hand me that hit. He’s a fucking traitor.”

Zane’s mouth sets into a hard line and he swings his eyes to Felix.

“In the boardroom. Now.”

I let go of Felix, dropping him to the ground and follow everyone into the boardroom.

“Explain this shit, now?” Zane pushes back onto his seat.

“I didn’t know, brother. I didn’t know why he gave me that hit.”

“You knew. You knew he was alive! You knew who he really was. You fucking betrayed this club and you will pay for that,” I say walking up to Felix and pushing him off his chair.

“Ade…sit, now,” Zane orders from his seat.

I look to him and narrow my eyes. There haven’t been that many times where I have wanted to challenge Zane on a decision, but this was one of them.

“This is fucked-up Z, and you know it.” I point to him before sitting back on my chair.

“Explain it all…now. And don’t leave anything out. Ade is like a caged lion needing to get out and rip into his prey. I will unleash him on you if you do not spit everything out, right fucking now,” Zane casually states while putting a cigarette to his mouth.

Felix looks between all of us, and I see the fear he has in his eyes, so I laugh.

He snaps his eyes back to me before he continues, “He threatened, Abby. I couldn’t have him threaten her. I didn’t know he was alive this whole time, only when he approached me to give you the hit. He gave me no other choice. I gathered he targeted me to hand it to you because I’m the eldest, and he knows I don’t run the same way you lot do. I didn’t betray the club. I had a plan to tell you everything, but I needed to wait for the right time to make sure he didn’t find out.”

I narrow my eyes at him and flip out a switchblade. “Something’s gotta give, brother. You may not think you didn’t betray the club, but you did. You could have told us what was happening and we would have handled it together, as a brotherhood.” I lean back on my seat, spread my legs wide, and flick my knife around in my hand. I look to Ollie and see his mouth set in a hard line. That would have been hard for him to hear, the fucker has been chasing Abby since we were little.

Zane nods his head. “Ade is right. Left or right?” he asks, stubbing his cigarette out in the ashtray. I chuckle under my breath, bringing one of my hands up and rubbing my top lip with my index finger.

Felix scrunches up his face. “Fuck,” he rips his hoodie and shirt off, “right.”