Axel
As she passed, I grabbed her arm then bent down to whisper in her ear, “ This thing between us isn’t over, Raven Beauty, infact as I see it, it has just begun.” She didn’t even flinch, she moved away from me but snapped, “ You don’t scare me, biker.” This woman amuses me like no other. Finally a worthy opponent. I followed behind her, watching how great her butt looked in the jeans she was wearing and as if she could feel my gaze. She walked even faster. Don’t rush, baby. I’m quite enjoying the view. Once inside the office, Big Mike ,her dad, offered me a seat but I refused and stood against the wall watching her, fully aware I was making her feel uncomfortable by the way she shifted in her seat. What's the matter, baby? Someone makes you feel uneasy.?
I wonder what her story was. Besides,being Big Mike’s youngest daughter, why had I never seen her before today? Where had she been all this time? “ Axel, Did you hear me?” Big Mike interrupted my thoughts, looking at me quizically. “ Yeah, man. What’s up?” I said as I continued to stare at the back of the Raven Beauty’s head, hoping for a reaction from her. I loved this game we went into. I watched as Big Mike straightened himself up and folded his hands on the desk. He nodded towards my Raven Beauty then looked at me again. “ I was just saying that you'd be reporting to my daughter Ezmerelda for any business.” Ezmerelda. So that’s the Raven Beauty’s name. It definitely suits her. It’s like a princess's name or a queen.
Big Mike got up and walked up behind Ezmerelda, placing his hands on her delicate shoulders and kissed her on the top of her head. “ My daughter has a degree in Business Management and graduated valedictorian.” Well s**t! Not only is she drop-dead gorgeous, but she has brains to boot. Ezmerelda blushes at Big Mike’s proud compliment, “ Daddy, please. You’re embarassing me. I’m still the same girl I was before, nothing’s changed.” I shake my head, this woman is just too much. She’s smart, sweet, and sexy all rolled up in one but also humble. I bite my lip to hold back the groan that wants to escape.
I can’t allow her to know about my play and I love teasing her. I looked at Big Mike and tilted my head to the side. “ So what’s this going to do to help with my business, man?” I pushed myself off the wall and faced her, my eyes capturing hers. I could get lost in those eyes. “ No offense to you, Miss Valedictorian, Ivy League, but I highly doubt you know anything about the business that we bikers do.” She looks at me and her eyes narrow. I am sure I offended her. Big Mike sees what happened and steps up. “ You’d be surprised what she knows about the biker world.”
I looked from him to her, then back at him again. My trust issues are in full swing. Sorry baby I just don’t trust that easily. “ Well, I would feel more comfortable if your daughter and I got more acquainted. That way it’d be easier for me to trust her.” She glares at me, a knowing look on her face. She seems to have figured out my angle. I’m not going to admit it, but what I just said is partial bullshit. Although I am not quite fond of her being my new business partner, I could easily adjust, but I also know Big Mike wouldn’t just allow me to see her without some good reason and I really want to see her, so business is a good reason, right? Hopefully he won’t see my hidden agenda. He doesn't seem to catch on and I smile at her, raising a brow. I will definitely look forward to this new business relationship if it means working side-by-side with her.
The business meeting ends and she leaves abruptly, using the excuse to go tend tables and the bar. But I know different. I followed behind her and sat down with my brothers from the club, Rocky, Davey, and Jax. I watch my raven beauty as she goes from one table to the next but realize she seems to be avoiding ours. I give Sandra a curious look and Sandra gives me a look and shrugs her shoulders, then I see her whisper in her ear and she slowly turns her attention to us. As she comes towards the table she sashays her hips seductively and I bite back the urge to growl. This woman. Dammit she’s getting to me. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. I am usually so calm and collected in front of the guys, but since I saw her it’s been a whirlwind of emotions and feelings I have never experienced before. " What will it be, biker?" I get ready to answer when she starts walking away and I watch her closely as she looks at me to taunt me with a teasing smile then disappears in the back of the bar. Are you tempting me, baby?
I realized that she had been heading to the backroom and I saw this as my chance to continue our game. I strolled to the backroom and saw her standing tippy- toed, trying to reach a bottle from the top shelf. As she stretches, her shirt rises a little higher this time and I catch a glimpse of a tattoo of a cherry blossom tree on her flat, toned stomach and another tattoo on the back of her waist that is of angel wings with RIP ENRIQUE in blue ink. I swallowed hard and casually walked up behind her, retrieving the bottle for her.
She turns around to thank her hero for helping her, but once she sees me her smile fades. " What do you want?" Well, isn't that obvious? I wanna know how long she can resist me? The closeness of our bodies has me picturing unclean thoughts of heated passion between the sheets. She makes my body yearn for her. Damned if I know why. This whole thing is happening so quickly and I am totally in shock. She is a temptress; like I'm flirting with sin and she should be off-limits. She is Big Mike's youngest daughter and, hell, I'm at least six years older than her, but f**k if I want this to end. I reached out and grabbed her by the waist.
" Hey, baby, let's play a game. If I win, you have to give me a kiss and if you win I'll leave you alone." I'm totally lying right now. There's no way I could leave her alone. I'm drawn to her like a magnet.