Page 18 of Drax (Iron Thunder MC 3)
There was no point struggling against Eagle. He had the power of his President’s support now, to treat me however he wanted.7DraxAmara and Sylvia were out of my room. I finally had some space to myself. And now, I had no idea what to do.
All I could really do was pace around the room, thinking about Mary-Beth and replaying every little thing we had said to each other tonight.
Why did I always do this? Why did I always let her get under my skin? Whenever she was around me, it was like I wasn’t even myself anymore. I was a whole new person who had no control over his own emotions or actions.
I knew I had tried to give her the whole picture. I tried to tell her the truth and make her see her brother in an honest light—but I couldn’t stop thinking I could have done it in a better way.
Maybe I could have been kinder.
Did I scare her?
Did she hate me even more now?
Did she even believe me?
Was she in love with some other guy?
Had she really moved on?
These were the questions swirling around in my head. I couldn’t kick them out.
It was late and I should have gone to sleep, but I couldn’t even lie down. I couldn’t get a hold of myself.
The only solution I had to my anxiety was to go for a ride.
So, I left the Clubhouse. Nobody else was around. Most of the guys had gone home or were in their rooms on the premises. Even Sophie who liked to hang around the bar till late, was gone.
I got on my bike and rode out, in no direction in particular.
I just wanted to feel the rhythm of the wheels underneath me. Feel the wind lash against my face. Feel like I finally had control over something.
But instead, I ended up remembering the way it felt to have Mary-Beth clinging to me on this bike. The way her body felt pressed up against mine. I’d never felt this way about another woman, no matter how many chicks rode on this bike with me, or how many Amaras and Sylvias lay naked in my bed waiting for me. I would always want Mary-Beth in the morning. She was the one I wanted to fall asleep with.
Didn’t she know that?
Going on this ride was the worst idea.
Now, I was inadvertently riding in the direction of the Silver Knights territory, where she lived. If she even lived in the same apartment still.
It was just hitting me right now that I actually didn’t know anything about her new life. What if I landed up there and she was up in her apartment with her latest fling? What would I do then? Beat the living shit out of the guy who dared to touch her?
Why was I doing this? It would only end in disaster, and yet, I couldn’t stop myself from going to her.* * *The moment I rode up to the front of Mary-Beth’s apartment building, I saw the car parked up front. Someone was getting out and dragging another person with them.
I killed my engine on the other side of the road, to stop and watch what was going on. It was dark. There were no streetlights and it was too late for windows in the building to be lit up.
Then I heard her screech.
It was clear as day.
The person being dragged into the building was Mary-Beth. I was triggered the moment I heard her voice and knew she was being forced to do something she didn’t want to.
“Let me go! You can’t do this to me!” she was shrieking.
Not a single curtain twitched in the windows above her. In this neighborhood, nobody poked their noses in the Silver Knights’ business. They had established an environment here where they could get away with whatever the fuck they wanted.
But I wasn’t going to stand there and watch her being manhandled.
“I’m just following your brother’s orders, sweetheart. Come on!” A man was grunting as he tried to drag her along into the building.
“Don’t call me sweetheart!” she screamed.
I came up to them from behind. Neither of them had heard me.
“Take your filthy fuckin’ hands off her.” My words were matched with a punch. My fist rammed straight into the jaws of the guy who lost his balance and toppled backwards.
I knew he was from the Silver Knights, the guy who always hung around Crash. His VP.
“What the fuck!” he growled, and I grabbed Mary-Beth’s arm and pulled her away.
“Drax…” she breathed my name. But I wasn’t sure if she was relieved or happy to see me.
“This is Silver Knights business. You need to stay the fuck out of this if you know what’s good for you.” The man was growling like a wild animal as he staggered up straight again. He had a nosebleed.
