The Phoenix Knights MC: Strength of Love (Rebecca Waters) novel Chapter 12

Daniel’s POV-

I stood staring at where she had run off out of the room, my hand touching where she had pressed a kiss to my cheek. She said she had never even kissed a boy, so was that the first time she had kissed a guy on the cheek?

“Aye, lover boy, let’s go. Prez wants us back, you know that,” Mike called out, his cheek red.

I snapped out of the daze I was in the moment I heard Prez. I chuckled, “Nice hand print.”

“Yeah, b***h could slap. What has you all dazed?” he asked.

“Olivia kissed my cheek before she ran out of the room.” I replied.

“So, it went well. She believes you.” He said.

I nodded, “She is going to confront her mother and grab some things. I have given her an hour, and then I am going to get her. She agreed to that.”

“Man, stop smiling, you are giving me the creeps.” Mike chuckled, nudging me along to our bikes.

What can I say? I was smiling, I couldn’t help it.

Megan approached us with Benny trailing behind her, and she asked, “Is it true what Benny told me?”

“That we know who Olivia’s biological dad is, yes,” I nodded.

“And, you let her go home to confront her mother alone,” Megan’s face turned red with anger.

“She wanted it that way,” I said.

“You go get her father, and you get to that house as soon as you can.” Megan said.

“Why?” I asked.

“Who do you think taught her to do make-up that well? That woman sat by and did nothing while her husband hurt her child. You think she is safe around that woman, then you are delusional.” Megan said.

Mike and I exchanged looks. Megan was right on that. Someone has to teach her to do make-up that well. How many years had he been abusing her for? How long had her mother sat by and done nothing?

“We will get her out of there.” I said, before Mike and I nodded and sprinted off with Devil and Phoenix hot on our heels.

We wasted no time in jumping onto our bikes and speeding out of the school parking lot. Breaking every speed limit between school and the clubhouse was probably not the best thing to do. Not that we would get pulled over by the police. With our agreements in place with them, they stay out of our way, and we do their dirty work. Things they can’t do because they are the police and have to follow rules.

We got to the clubhouse in record time. I got off my bike straight away and ran inside. Gold was pacing back and forth, he was clearly agitated. A man in an expensive suit was sat going over paperwork nearby.

The moment Gold saw me, he rushed over, “Did she believe you? Is she okay? What is she doing?”

“I think she believed me. She tried to blame herself for not trying to look for you more because of how close you have always been. I told her it wasn’t her fault, because neither of you knew. She told me she wanted to confront her mother and that she would gather some of her things. She told me if I don’t hear from her in a couple of hours, then I have to come and find her. I told her an hour. She has 45 minutes left. She told me the location of her bedroom, so that she could wave for our guys that are watching the house if there is trouble. I rushed here to tell you, so I haven’t told them yet.” I replied.

“I will tell them.” Dad said.

“Her bedroom window is on the left side of the house above the driveway,” I said to my dad. He moved away to make the call.

Gold asked quietly, “Do you think she will like me?”

“The surprise on her face said it all. I don’t think her mother ever really spoke to her about you.” I replied.

“Okay, well, let’s hope that she wants to meet me,” Gold sighed, rubbing the back of his head.

“Don’t forget about what Megan said.” Mike coughed.

I rolled my eyes, as Gold said, “Who is Megan?”

“Olivia’s best friend. She told us that her mother was the one who taught Olivia how to apply make-up. I think Megan thinks that her mother might betray her. It does worry me, which is why we hurried here. We figured we could see what you guys say before we go charging to her house in broad daylight.” I explained.

Gold and Prez exchanged looks. I could tell Gold was as conflicted as I am.

CB stepped forward and said, “What is her number? I can at least try and track the phone.”

I texted him her number, so he could track it. As Prez said, “As much as we should all go around there right now, we need to be ready to move, either when our men say there is danger or when Olivia says to come to her. You don’t want to push too hard, too fast, Gold, because you don’t know how she will react.”

“I know I just hate the waiting,” Gold sighed.

“You and me...”

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