I Dare You To Meet Me
Chapter 19

The damn alarm went off at five in the morning, and it took all my self-control not to throw my new cell phone against the wall to shut it off.

Not really a morning person, still feeling fresh from my shower the night before, I decided not to shower. I simply opened the suitcases on the bed and pulled out a set of clothes that seemed appropriate. Aside from the makeup case I had brought from the apartment.

I dressed in black pants full of side pockets, a navy blue strapless top that exposed my entire abdomen, and covered up to the top edge of my breasts, leaving the tattoos of the wolves, Nikolai’s name, and those on my arms visible. I wasn’t completely covered in ink like most of the bikers here, but I did have at least twenty or thirty tattoos that I didn’t regret spread across my arms, h*p, and back, the only chest tattoo I had was my best friend’s name above my heart and I wasn’t planning on getting any more in that spot.

My combat boots were back on my feet, in the bathroom mirror I made sure to tie my long hair in a tight ponytail on top of my head, I was going to ride my bike and I didn’t want to look like a lion after taking off my helmet. I did my makeup with just mascara, silver shadows, and a neutral lipstick.

I grabbed my favorite leather jacket to cover up because even though it was warm later in the morning, it was freezing windy right now. I looked for something to leave a note that I was out running errands in case someone came to pick me up for breakfast. Not finding anything I decided to write with my red lipstick on the bathroom mirror, it wasn’t the best way but there was no other way.

I took my cell phone and my wallet to leave the room, as I crossed the hallway I could hear behind the doors a variety of sounds, while in some doors some loud snoring pierced in others a series of blows and m***s with screams were present.

I hurried my steps as I passed near one of those doors. I was careful to walk quietly so as not to wake anyone, and practically flew down the stairs. I crossed the living room dodging several bodies of bikers who were too drunk to get their asses upstairs and had fallen asleep there. I finally got to the bar part and there were only a couple of sweet asses, as Drey had called them the night before, but they didn’t even notice my presence as they were too busy cleaning up the mess.

I slipped out of the clubhouse unnoticed. I pulled out my cell phone and opened the app Reykon had recommended and ordered for a cab to take me to a private part of LAX where I would pick up my bike. It took a couple of minutes to arrive and with no traffic it took at least an hour and a half for me to get to my destination.

I got out of the car and it drove off. I walked up to the gates and gave my ID and checked in so they would let me through.

I almost ran to where Reykon had told me to go when I realized I was late by almost half an hour. I finally arrived at a warehouse where a large cargo plane was open and several vehicles and huge crates were coming down.

I approached a man who was giving orders behind me and cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked no older than thirty and his hair was disheveled, heavy bags under his eyes told me that he had not slept for several days, and despite being visibly tired he showed no signs of being impressed by my presence.

-Are you Medusa? He asked me in a hoarse voice and I was not surprised that Reykon preferred to give him my nickname instead of my name.

-That’s right, Rey sent me here to pick up my bike. The guy nodded and turned to shout something before motioning with one hand for me to follow him.

-Come on, the bike was one of the first things we brought down, Rey was very specific about how careful we were to be with it- I followed him with my hands hidden in my pockets, we went around several boxes already unloaded until we almost reached the wall, where my bike was standing and in perfect condition, my customized helmet was on the seat along with an envelope.

-There it is, in the envelope you will find the keys for it.

-Thank you, Rey also told me to ask for a supposed surprise.” I asked with doubt and the guy rolled his eyes while he ran his hand through his hair messing it up even more if it was possible.

-Yes, in the envelope are also the other keys to the truck.

My eyes opened like saucers at his words.

-Truck?

For all answer the guy pointed to a green military truck parked several meters away from us, it was a beautiful Jeep Cherokee, which looked brand new and of the latest model. My mouth opened in shock and my head tried in every possible way to figure out where the hell Reykon had gotten the money to buy me such a gift.

-Rey told us that you would leave here driving the bike, but he paid for us to take it to the address you gave us today when we finish taking the stuff off the plane.

I shook my head still in disbelief, and with my heart pounding hard at the detail.

I gave her the address of the clubhouse, as I had no idea where else to take her. We exchanged numbers so that she would let me know when she was already there, and then she hurriedly said goodbye to me to continue with her work.

I hurried to take out my cell phone and call Reykon, not caring about the time difference.

-Whoever you are, I hope it’s life and death enough to dial me at these damn hours when I should still be asleep.

I rolled my eyes at his comment, clearly I had woken him up.

-A van, that was the surprise, f**k Reykon, how could you afford it, even though I love her and appreciate it from the bottom of my heart I can’t let you spend that kind of money on me.

-Calm down Medusita, the van is a gift and I don’t admit any argument about it, besides the expenses were not only mine. Me, the boys and Sabrina split the cost to give it to you. Take it as an apology for being such idiots, we still love you, please don’t hate us on their behalf.

Something very close to tears of happiness clouded my eyes.

-I could never hate you idiots, although it did hurt that you saw me as a freak I guess I can forgive you seeing how much effort you put into the gift. You will come to see me sooner or later right, so I can kick your asses and forgive you all.

A dry laugh is heard on the other end of the line.

-We’ll come at some point, we don’t know when yet, but we’ll be in touch no matter what. Take care of yourself Tasha, and show those Americans who you are, don’t let anyone walk all over you, remember you are not alone Medusa, you have our support.

As I said this I took both sets of keys out of the envelope, put the one for the truck in one of my many pants pockets and put the others in the ignition.

-No, I’m not alone, thank you very much for everything Reykon, thank the others for me.

-See you soon Medusa.

-I hope so Rey.

And so the call ended, my cell phone dialed quarter to eight o’clock and I supposed that the bikers should be waking up at that moment.

The sun was already making its appearance in the sky, and the heat inside the warehouse was getting more suffocating with each passing minute. I took off my jacket and put it and my wallet in the saddlebag on the back of my bike. I took the helmet in my hands and enjoyed getting back on it. My bike was a bright red Harley Davidson Dyna. I absolutely loved it, but I had to admit that it was Nikolai’s dream bike, the one he had saved for so long and lost his life for. After he was gone. The idea that the bike I had loved and longed for so much would end up in unknown hands just didn’t seem right.

So I spent all my savings to get it. And I took care of it the same way my friend would have done, with my whole life.

I savored every second as I put on my helmet and started her up, making the engine purr. Maybe it was in my b***d, but feeling that bike come to life under my legs sent a rush of adrenaline through my body.

Without delay I accelerated and headed in the direction of the Black Ravens clubhouse, praying to divine providence that I would not take the wrong road and end up in Machupichu.

(…)

Hunter Hell POV

The door closed behind the princess with black hair and eyes like those of my Prez, the aforementioned took advantage of the fact that his daughter was no longer present to drop down on his chair and carve his eyes with heaviness.

Since yesterday I hadn’t been able to sleep at all and I was in tension all the time, but there was nothing any of us could do about it, family problems were settled among the family.

-Does anyone else think this is a bad idea? I turned to look at Toro who had an annoyed expression on his face since he found out that the green-eyed girl was going to stay with us.

-I say, with all due respect Prez, but she and Kore left the club for her safety years ago, and although that matter is supposed to be settled, her presence here may be too much of a temptation to ignore. Besides, it’s clear that the brat hates us.

I was about to tell her not to call her that, but Bloody beat me to it.

-She is a woman and the daughter of our Prez, whether you like it or not, you owe her respect. And I don’t think she hates us.

-Oh no?” said Toro mockingly and Bloody replied instantly.

-No, she’s just too hurt with her father. We don’t know her and she doesn’t know us either, it’s understandable that she is surly, we don’t know what she had to go through and it’s not our place to find out anyway.

-Maybe it’s not hers but it is mine, Tasha is my daughter, and if she hates me it’s exclusively my fault, and I need to find out what the hell happened in the last few years to make her despise me so much. I understand that she is hurt with me for leaving her aside but that does not justify her behavior with me, I look into her eyes and I do not recognize my child, my princess-.

The broken voice of my Prez puts a lump in everyone’s throat.

-Do you want me to find out about her Prez,” asks the twin Demon and Hades nods his head, “Done, you’ll have her information by tomorrow.

-Thank you Demon.

A snort fills the room and I’m not surprised it’s Toro again.

-That woman will only bring us trouble, I warn you, I know girls of her type when I see them.

-And what kind of girl is my daughter Maxim? The Prez asks already annoyed and Toro straightens up with his look.

-The guy who keeps secrets, lots of secrets. Don’t misunderstand me Prez, I thank the girl for not leaving us on the street, but I don’t want trouble to come to our doorstep because of her a*s.

-Trouble is always with us, we are an MC, we are never completely calm, you better than anyone should know that Toro, the presence of that girl doesn’t change that fact.

I say with a calm voice but with threat in my eyes. I had no f*****g clue why it bothered me so much that I was talking that way about the green eyed princess, but with a demon doing it.

Maybe it was because of the look I’d seen on her face when her father mentioned Bruno and Gael. Or because of the sincere smile she’d given me when I’d gone to pick her up at her rich-girl apartment. Or maybe because of how hot she looked in those shorts that exposed her mile-long legs and gave her a spectacular a*s that had made me salivate when I’d seen her.

F**k that was wrong.

-Enough, that’s it, I don’t want to hear another word about Tasha if it’s not something of importance, my head hurts and all I want to do is drink Whiskey and pretend this shitty week hasn’t happened. So everybody get out of here and leave me alone.

-We hurried to answer and leave the office to leave him alone with his pain.

Toro went angrily to the club bar, while Demon was going to get the information from the brat, Bullet stayed with the Prez most likely to take care that he didn’t trash his office again like he had done yesterday when his daughter told him that Kore was dead. I was about to go to my room to take a cold shower when Bloody’s hand stopped me.

-Hell, you are the one who has spent the most time with the Prez’s daughter, do you really think she can adapt and live peacefully with us, or will she bring us trouble like Toro says?

I cross my arms on my chest analyzing what I knew about the Russian doll.

-In the few hours I have spent with her I can tell you that she gave me the impression of being a woman of great character, accustomed to her freedom, and not to be accountable to anyone. I also noticed all the resentment she has for the Prez and her reluctance to spend time with us, but I don’t think she causes any serious problems other than the occasional quarrel with Bruno or the Prez.

-Yes, she gave me the same impression, only heaven knows what happened to that girl to make her hate her father so much. You didn’t know her before but when she was little she was the adoration of all of us. Not just because she was the Prez’s daughter, she was a black haired, green eyed brat who could set our asses barking if she wanted to. Hades loved her and adored her as his greatest treasure, her and his wife Kore, when he sent them away, I thought I would die of depression. And now after all this time, she’s back, but she’s not the same babe she left, and that’s tearing the Prez apart-.

I shrugged my shoulders still with my arms crossed.

-The Prez’s personal matters are his alone, I just hope the princess understands that she can’t do his bidding from now on. The club comes first and none of the brothers will put up with her rudeness towards us.

-Let’s hope not- Bloody patted me on the back before disappearing in search of a sweet a*s for sure.

I continued on my way to my room, which was directly across the hall from the little princess.

I bumped into the other twin on the way and he just gave me a nod before disappearing downstairs. I was tempted to knock on the door so I could once again see those green eyes that seemed to want to watch the world burn before I went to sleep, but I controlled myself and just went into my bedroom.

My room was identical to the others, only my walls were black and the ceiling was white with crows flying. There were clothes lying everywhere. A guitar in one corner with its amplifier. Posters of motorcycles and pictures of my brothers hung on the walls. Besides that I had sheets, books, sketches and notebooks all over the place, from my desk to under the bed. My sheets were king blue and the pillows were gray.

From the closet I grabbed a boxer and on the way to the shower my clothes flew in all directions.

Under the cold water my hands busied themselves with the damn hard-on I’d had in my pants since I’d seen the redhead in her heels and those plump, soft red lips in the morning.

Even as I felt my hot cum in my hand I still had fire in my veins, and the thought of looking for better company to get me off crossed my mind, but it disappeared immediately.

No, the only person who was going to take care of my c**k was the one who had put it like that in the first place.

But what the f**k are you saying stupid. The Prez will cut your balls off and make you swallow them if you lay a hand on his daughter.

I couldn’t help but agree with my conscience. I was very fond of my balls, and I wasn’t going to risk them just for a roll in the wrong a*s.

I got out of the shower and put on my clean underwear, lay down on the bed and let sleep overcome me. A dream where a beautiful Russian doll with green eyes and black hair kissed me passionately as I slid into her body violently.

F**k.

(…)

In the morning I woke up with the first rays of the sun, I was always one of the first to get up because I was the VP and I had a lot of business at hand.

But that day I woke up with a new inspiration, one with a killer a*s and bewitching eyes.

I put on my ripped black knee breeches, my black boots, a white V-necked palyera that showed off my tattoos on my arms and some on my chest. And my leather vest with the club’s logo and its respective patches.

I ran my fingers through my hair to fix it as I trotted down the stairs towards the Prez’s office. I knocked a couple of times before entering.

Hades was already reading several documents along with one of the twins I quickly recognized as Demon, the club’s Intelligence Officer. I frowned as I saw them in clear tension.

-I asked sternly, if we were in trouble I had to take care of them as fast as I could, I just hoped they had nothing to do with our rivals.

-No nothing, Drew just came to give me what he could find out about my daughter in the last years. My eyebrows almost met his skeptical tone.

-So what is it that he found out that has him like this?

Hades dropped the papers and stroked his temples in a tired attitude.

-Nothing good or relevant if I’m honest. The first part is the life Tasha had with her mother and grandparents in Russia, so far so good, she had brilliant grades in school and never got into trouble. Then she changed her last name and the story changes completely, Kore and her parents died in an accident a year after that and Tasha was left alone. Since there was no one to take care of her and there were no records of any other family members, she ended up in various foster homes. The reports about her in those places are all the same. They claim she got into fights, disobeyed, defied authority and didn’t follow the rules. She is said to have caused serious harm to the girls she was fighting with and as she also ended up getting hurt several times, she was transferred from one orphanage to another three times and during her stay at the last one she was subjected to police interrogation for a case about another of the boys there who was found dead. Tasha came out unscathed but doesn’t give much detail about that, and nothing else in general. I don’t know what the hell to think, she’s my daughter, but she could be a murderer and I have no idea what I’m going to do with this f*****g information.

He said in frustration and my heart skipped a beat listening to him. The doll can’t be a murderer, no, there was too much light in those eyes to have ended a life.

-I think it would be best if you talk to her and ask her about this head on.

-She was very specific, I wouldn’t interfere in her life and she agreed to stay. She only has one night here and I don’t want her to leave so quickly.

She said rolling her eyes, and that gesture reminded me of her. I had already seen her do it on several occasions.

-But you can’t stay with the doubt, the brothers have the right to know what kind of person sleeps with us and eats at our table, and you will only know the whole truth through her mouth, call her and ask her straight out, even if it earns you one or another blow, it’s for everyone’s safety. The Prez sighs and nods.

-You’re right Hunter, I hate it when you have to be the voice of reason brat, Drew, go get my daughter up and get her a*s over here, I want to clear this matter up before the others get up.

-Whatever you say Prez.

The red-haired man left the office in search of the red-eyed sorceress, and I approached the desk where I took the sheets with the girl’s data.

In the file was her full name, age, description, b***d type, parents’ names, last known address, social security number, academic information and several copies of what I assumed were reports of her stay in the group homes, there was also a picture of her when she was about fifteen years old, as she looked like a brat still.

She wore her black hair loose and her school uniform. Her lips were twisted into a sneer and her eyebrows were arched upwards, her eyes sparkled with amusement and confidence oozed from her pores. Her features were clearly more boyish but I still appreciated how beautiful she looked.

Stop having those f*****g thoughts you idiot, your balls are on the line.

The office door opened, snapping me out of my morbid thoughts, and my eyes were riveted on the twin who walked in with a cell phone in his hand.

-She wasn’t in her room, Prez.

Hades stood up from his chair with a thud causing it to fall back.

-How come she wasn’t in her room, and where did she go if I may know damn it, if I find her in the bed of one of the brothers I swear I’ll rip the skin off their backs and make them swallow their dicks!

A strong feeling of anger came over me at the image of the dark-haired girl with a guy other than me, but I concentrated more on the fact that she wasn’t there. Aside from the fact that Demon shook his head as he extended his cell phone to the Prez.

-She wasn’t there, but her bed was unmade and her bags were open on top of it. I went in to look for her and found a message from her written on the bathroom mirror, she said she was out but would be back by noon at the latest.

Hades snatched the cell phone from her hand and out of the corner of my eye I could see a picture of what I thought was the mirror with the message written in red lipstick. The angry feeling loosened a little when I knew she hadn’t gone to f**k another idiot.

-That little girl is going to give me gray hair.

The Prez handed the cell phone back to Demonio and craned his neck as his bones creaked.

-Well, I’ll settle the Tasha thing when she gets here, but in the meantime I don’t want a word of this to anyone, especially Toro. He’ll be most happy to spit an I told you so in my face. Let’s hope everyone wakes up so we can have breakfast.

-Yes Prez.

Drew and I answered in unison, the twin left the office but I sat in front of the desk, Hades passed me a folder with several issues to solve with the orders of the mechanical workshops while he took care of the hotels. And so we both got to work in silence.

(…)

We had finished breakfast a while ago, and still the Russian doll did not make an appearance. My a*s was supposed to be in the mechanic’s shop fixing something and having some order, but the truth is that he was at the pool table in the clubhouse playing with the Prez while I kept him company waiting for his daughter.

I wasn’t going to admit it for years, but the fucker was kicking my a*s for the simple fact that I couldn’t concentrate. My head was going off thinking about where the princess could have gone at such an early hour of the morning and without telling anyone.

A curse left my lips when Hades put another ball in the basket. A smile of superiority adorned the man’s face and the urge to hit him with the wooden cue was immense.

Suddenly a shouting outside and a loud roar that I would recognize anywhere as that of a motorcycle engine filled the place. Drawing not only our attention, but that of all the brothers who were there. The Prez and I shared a glance and put aside our game to go out and investigate what was happening along with at least a dozen of our brothers.

I could see a beautiful red motorcycle speeding in our direction and come to a stop in the club’s parking lot. Its rider was clearly a woman, her face was completely covered by a black tinted helmet, but her body was fully visible. And my hungry gaze roamed over her, as did many of my brothers. A blue top that squeezed big boobs and revealed her midriff, legs sheathed in military style pants and boots. You could see her narrow waist and round h**s, plus her arms were covered in tattoos apart from one visible on her h**s and chest.

I was surprised not to see any leather vest on her body, as I was almost sure that this cutie belonged to some brother, and a look around made me realize that the idea of taking this beauty and having a good time with her was going around in the heads of several. Which made something in me want to growl angrily.

-What are you looking for here, we don’t want any more sweet asses and we don’t accept female members. The Prez’s voice rang out loud and clear. His posture in a clear defensive manner in front of a stranger.

The girl turned off the bike and arranged it to stand still, took the keys out of the ignition and turned around and then pulled a leather jacket out of the back saddlebag that looked strangely familiar to me.

-Well, we don’t want any more skirt problems in this place, if you’re looking for a brother to give you his vest, you’re in the wrong place.

Now Hades sounded irritated for being ignored, the girl just got off the bike while walking calmly towards us wiggling her h**s giving us a beautiful view of her a*s.

Halfway down the road her hands unbuckled her helmet and pulled it off.

More than one’s breathing stopped and many others began to choke on their saliva. I for one had my mouth so wide open that it would most likely reach the floor when the Russian’s face came into full view.

Had it been her all this time? F*****g hell, the brat wasn’t a princess at all. She didn’t look like the hottest bad girl. My c**k reacted in my pants and I squirmed uncomfortably at the pressure, but hell damn me, her body was of the perfect proportions to drive anyone who saw her crazy.

And the fucker knew it by the smile full of innocence she gave all of us who were ogling her. Including her father. F**k, her father, my Prez was right next to me and he’d seen me get horny at the sight of his daughter’s body.

Shit.

-You’d think after a good night’s sleep you wouldn’t be in such a bad mood father, anyway, I have no plans to be either a sweet a*s or looking for a patch of property so stay cool. I’ll go to the kitchen I haven’t had any breakfast. Oh, by the way, tell your boys that if they take a picture it will last longer.

After his sarcastic words he left, wiggling his round a*s towards the entrance of the bar. And from where I was I could hear the loud curses of several brothers followed by several whistles.

-That was the Prez’s daughter – Did you see how hot she was – Is she the same one from last night – I would give anything for her to become my VD – Her bike is amazing.

Thousands of comments came in but I took it upon myself to get everyone’s attention and send them off to do something productive besides drooling over the Russian doll.

Like you do.

Shut up.

-Prez? Are you okay?

Hades was still standing where he had seen her with wide eyes and a sudden pallor.

-Did you see her?” he asked quietly and I hesitated to answer.

-Yes, I think we all have.” Okay, that wasn’t the right thing to say, and I knew it by the poisoned look he gave me.

-Bloody was right, I have no idea who my daughter is, why my Anabella would never have allowed Tasha to get a tattoo, or ride a motorcycle, or wear those clothes. F**k, I just hope Toro is not right and brings us trouble-.

Before he can answer her, Hades turns around and goes after his daughter, most likely to talk to her about what Demon found out about her past.

And as much as I want to follow him and know the whole story I know I can’t do it. Since my presence for my Prez was no longer necessary, I had to get down to work, so with all the effort in the world I headed to my bike passing by his. Which was a beauty, and I set off to the mechanic’s shop.

But all the work in the world didn’t make the image of the beautiful doll disappear from my mind.

I was completely screwed. I might as well say goodbye to my balls.