Stain (King's Harlots MC Book 2) Read Free Page B

wanted nothing to do with them. From what I had heard, he had fallen into a darkness.
    Partying. Drinking. Ladies.
    It was horrible to see Max’s heart break day after day.
    Loud laughter sounded as the door swung open, revealing Jay and Angel. The boisterous sound simmered when Jay’s gaze locked with mine.
    “Hi,” I said, my voice soft.
    “Hi.” Jay walked by me, pulling Angel along behind her. “We have a meeting at five.” She turned back to me. “But you and I are meeting beforehand.”
    I nodded. “Okay.”
    Angel mumbled something in her ear.
    She grinned, smacking him playfully on the arm.
    He chuckled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, and kissed her fully on the mouth.
    My cheeks heated. Leaving the club before I intruded even more on their private moment, I headed to Asher’s. Knowing he was going to be difficult as shit, I put on my big girl panties and walked the two blocks to his home.
     

 
    MEEKA SAID no.
    I lifted the 250lb weight, shoving the barbell above my head. My muscles trembled. My arms shook. Sweat dripped down my face, droplets falling off of my chin. I should have given up. I should have dropped the weight so long ago but when I was pissed, I fought. It was how I had been trained. How I had been taught.
    Charles Brian had called me personally when I left Meeka at the club. He wanted to see how my progress was going. The bastard had the nerve to laugh at me when I told him my pet was being difficult.
    The only way to get through to Meeka, to get her to understand that I needed her with me, would be to guilt her. It was my last resort. I had to play the card I didn’t even want to think about.
    “ Fuck .” I dropped the weights, the crash vibrating down my spine.
    The phone rang, interrupting my next self-inflicted torture. “What?”
    “Status?”
    I mentally counted to ten before I answered Angel. “Negative.”
    “She needs in. It’s the only way.”
    After meeting up with Charles, I drove right over to Angel’s and explained the situation. He had convinced Jay to give us some privacy, but with them living together, I didn’t know how much was shared between them. “I’m trying.”
    “Try harder.”
    “But I—”
    “There has been more information leaked on Charles Brian,” Angel said, his voice rough. “We meet at King’s Harlots Club House at five.” And with that, he hung up.
    He may have been in on the operation with me, but it still wasn’t the same. The only way I could even begin to convince Charles to let me into the main house would be with having Meeka at my side. But I still wasn’t sure if that would work. It was worth a shot, and I would die before I gave up.
    Continuing with my workout, I tried to think of every possible scenario that would convince Meeka to join me.
    A heavy knock sounded on my front door, jarring my thoughts, but I ignored it. Whoever it was could wait or come back later.
    The knock sounded again. It became angry and forced. Heavy footsteps bound into my foyer.
    “Next time, you should try locking the door if you don’t want any company.” Charles stood at the entrance way to my home gym with two larger men behind him.
    “Most people wouldn’t just barge in.” I slammed a fist against the punching bag in front of me. “They would get the hint.”
    “They would. But if you don’t already know, I’m not like most people.” He smirked, crossing his arms under his chest.
    “How did you find my address?” I wasn’t surprised he had shown up. He gave me a week but I didn’t take him for a patient guy. I knew he had been bluffing.
    “You’re seriously asking me that? You didn’t hide yourself very well.”
    I wanted to, but Angel wouldn’t have any of it. He wanted to make it easy for Charles and for us to get our hands on him. I didn’t understand Angel’s logic at times, but I knew he was desperate. I would be too if my girlfriend had been taken by those bastards and if those same bastards had taken her