Chapter 4

~lily~

I watched him head out, probably going to tell the rest of the guys. I made my way out of his office, Snake following behind.


I couldn’t help but look around. The place seemed the same, but it wasn’t. It seemed Nick decided to high-tech the place as I looked at the security cameras around the room.


“So, how do you know the prez?” Snake stated, his rough voice startling me.


“Umm,” I blushed, “we used to see each other when I was around the club.”


I glanced back at Snake and watched as he looked at me curiously. “Sooo, you and the prez used to fuck?” he said bluntly.


I rolled my eyes at his crude words. I guess some things never change. “Yes, we used to fuck.”


“So you were a club whore and decided to bail out of the business?” he stated.


I turned around, irritated at his words. “Look, yes, I was a club whore. Yes, I slept around, but don’t ever think that I ran out. I was looking to better myself, to find out who I really was,” I stated as I spun around and marched off, leaving him stunned.


Snake watched me walk away, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Feisty,” he muttered under his breath, but I didn’t care. I needed to clear my head and figure out my next steps.


I made my way to the bar, ignoring the curious glances from the few members hanging around. I could feel their eyes on me, judging, wondering why I was back. I slid onto a stool and motioned for the bartender.


“Whiskey, neat,” I said. I needed something strong to steady my nerves.


The bartender nodded and poured me a drink. I took a long sip, savoring the burn as it went down my throat. I glanced around the room, taking in the familiar sights and sounds. It felt both comforting and unsettling to be back here.


A heavy hand landed on my shoulder, making me jump. I turned to see Ironhead standing behind me, his expression unreadable.


“So you’re back, Lily Bell,” he said.


I rolled my eyes at the nickname he used to call me. “Stop calling me that, lughead.”


He smiled and sat down next to me. “So, it seems you found yourself in some deep shit to bring you back here.”


I sighed, taking another sip of my whiskey. “You have no idea, Ironhead.”


He nodded, his face growing serious. “Well, you’re back now. And you know we’ll help you out. You’re still family, even if you left.”


I glanced at him, surprised by the sincerity in his voice. “Thanks, Ironhead. I appreciate it.”


He grunted, taking a swig from his own drink. “Don’t mention it. Just make sure you don’t bring more trouble than we can handle.”


Just then, Lightning walked into the room, his presence commanding attention. I watched as he glanced my way, then turned and left.


Ironhead leaned closer. “Don’t worry about him. It seems he still hasn’t forgotten the way you left us, and seeing you again is just bringing back old memories.”


I sighed, feeling a pang of guilt. “I know. He probably will never forgive me, but it hurts that he’s giving me the cold shoulder.”


Ironhead patted my shoulder reassuringly. “Give him time. He’ll come around. Right now, we need to focus on keeping you safe and dealing with this mess.”


I nodded, appreciating his support. “You’re right. I just hope he can see past our history and realize I’m here to make things right.”


Ironhead grunted in agreement. “He will. But for now, let’s get you settled and start figuring out our next move.”


As we stood up, Ironhead led me to a room where I could stay. The familiar surroundings brought back a flood of memories, both good and bad. I pushed them aside, focusing on the task at hand.


Snake will be outside your door if you need anything ironhead stated as he closed the door.