The Biker's Fate Chapter 173

Darien

I PACED THE common room of the club, all the while biting my thumbnail down to its nub. I didn't stop until I drew blood, but by then, I was so worked up, I didn't really care. Millie had been sequestered in a room with bikers for the last three hours.

"Darien?"

I turned to see Dani, Kim, and Payton walking in, shopping bags in their hands. "Hey. What are you doing here?"

"We're the distraction committee," Kim said.

I sighed. "Mack's doing I presume?"

Kim nodded with a grin and held up a bag. "Wedding planning. Pauley said she'd come by after her shift."

"Cassidy has Lily," Payton said. "But she said she'd bring the kids by later and we'd all cook. Susie's picking up food."

"That actually sounds really fun," I admitted, albeit reluctantly.

"We know," Dani said, and giggled. "It's why we were called."

I laughed. "He's very good, my man."

"Yes, he is," Kim said.

For the next three hours, I was adequately distracted, and by the time Cassidy walked in with Maverick and Lily, we had planned my entire wedding, made an appointment for a cake tasting, and started a feast to end all feasts. By the time dinner was ready, there was still no sign of Millie or Mack.

I pulled out my phone and texted him. " Where are you?"

"Right behind you," he whispered as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the back of my neck.

I spun in his arms. "Is Millie okay?"

"What's for dinner?"

"Oh, hell no," I snapped. I laid my hands on his stomach and pushed him out of the common room and onto the back patio. "Where is my best friend?"

"She's upstairs makin' a decision."

"About?"

"About whether or not she wants to do the right thing."

"Logan," I said in warning.

"Yeah, baby?"

"Whose room is she in?"

"Knight's." I moved to walk away, but he grabbed my arm. "She's gotta make a decision... on her own, Dare."

"She's a verbal processor, Logan. It will help her make a "decision" if she can talk it out."

He studied me for a second and then gave me a slight nod. "I'll take you."

"Thank you."

Mack took my hand and led me through the common room and up the stairs to Knight's room. Train was sitting on a chair across the hall, watching the door.

"She's being guarded?" I snapped.

Mack squeezed my hand (like that was going to answer my question or appease me in some stupid way) and pushed open Knight's door. Millie stopped her pacing and scowled, but caught sight of me and looked relieved. She'd been crying. "Hey."

"Hi, hon." I dropped Mack's hand and glanced up at him. "Close the door behind you, okay?"

"Dare."

"Honey, I'm going to talk to Millie," I said, with saccharin sweetness. "Please close the door behind you."

He frowned, but then gave me a slight nod. "I'll be right outside."

I rolled my eyes and stepped into the room, pulling Millie in for a hug. "What's going on?"

"I did something really bad, Darien."

I pulled her to one of the chairs by the window. "Tell me."

"I didn't mean to do it." Millie dropped her face in her hands.

"Millie, I know you. I'm confident you didn't do it on purpose. But you need to tell me what's going on? Mack's only giving me partial information."

She sat up. "I hate to admit it, but that's because he's trying to protect me."

I smiled. "I know that, honey. He'd do anything for me and protecting my best friend falls under that mantle."

"The simplest explanation is that I found a deposit of twelve thousand, four hundred dollars and eighty-six cents in my account and when I asked payroll about it, they said it was a signing bonus."

"But it wasn't."

She shook her head. "It was leverage."

"For what?"

"I don't actually know," Millie admitted.

"Okay, back up a bit. How do you know it was leverage?"

"The amount deposited into my account was the exact amount stolen from one of their clients. So, they said I had to do whatever they told me to or they would ruin me."

"But you could have gone to the police."

Millie shook her head. "They threatened my family. They know everything about them, Darien."

"So what's this decision Mack says you have to make?" I asked.

"I have to hand over everything... I kept records—" she sighed, "—or Mack turns me in to the FBI."

"You have to give Mack everything then."

She shook her head. "They will kill my family, Darien."

"Honey, Mack isn't going to let anything happen to your family."

Millie rose to her feet and paced again. "You don't know these people."

"You don't know Mack."

Millie bit her lip. "Do you really think he can protect them?"

"Without a doubt."

"I don't know," she whispered.

"What's the alternative?" I challenged. "If the Dogs turn everything over to the FBI, your family's in just as much danger from these people, right?"

Millie nodded.

"Let Mack help."

"I don't know if he can."

I gave her what I hoped was a bolstering smile. "You have nothing to lose at this point, right?"

"Just my life... or freedom."

"You're not going to lose your life or your freedom, Mill." I rose to my feet. "I'm going to get Mack, okay?" Millie grimaced, but nodded, so I didn't hesitate and pulled open the door. "She's ready, honey."

Mack walked back in and raised an eyebrow. "Where's the info, Millie?"

She sighed. "In my purse."

"Which is...?"

She crossed her arms.

"Millie?" I urged.

"I need to know my family will be protected."

"Babe, we've had recruits on every one of them for the last six hours."

"You have?" Millie and I said, in unison.

"Not my first rodeo," he grumbled.

I smiled and slid my arm around his waist. "How about, Millie gets you what you need and then we have some food?"

"That sounds good, babe." Mack smiled. "Millie?"

Millie nodded and rummaged in her purse, pulling out a flash drive. "This has everything I did, along with all the money the company was siphoning and the clients they were stealing from."

Mack took the drive and stepped into the hallway, handing it to Train who walked away. "I'm hungry," he said. "Let's eat."

"It's going to be okay, Mill," I promised.

"I hope so."

We followed Mack downstairs and spent the rest of the day attempting to enjoy the company.

Since the club was the safest place for us and I could work anywhere, we holed up with Millie and a few of the recruits for a few days. Mack had to run home for more dog food for Barney, but for the most part, we were set.

When it was time to turn in, I made sure Millie was comfortable in Knight's room (he was staying with Ace and Cassidy for the night), and then joined Mack. I closed and locked the door and turned to find Mack walking out of the bathroom, buck naked.

I giggled. "What if it wasn't me?"

He grinned. "Then someone else would've been as lucky as you."

I raised my hand. "Don't move."

Mack gave me a slow smile. "Why?"

"Because I want to taste."

His cock hardened immediately and I knelt in front of him, wrapping my hand around him before sliding my lips over his tip. Mack's hands slid into my hair and I moved my mouth over him, using my tongue and my hands to bring him to the brink.