Page 28 of Fall of Hellfire (Hellfire Society #3)

It's not until we are at club number five, taking a break from business, that Ali is out on the dance floor, wrapped up in Riot's arms, when one of the waitresses approaches me and Cash.

A brunette with long, tan legs, big blue eyes, and clothes that hide nothing waltzed up to ask us if we needed a refill.

I don't recognize the girl, so she must be newer, but when I wave her away, my eyes trained on a now glaring Ali, I pray this woman doesn't have a death wish.

She has a death wish. The woman, not taking the hint, leans into my space, placing a hand on my arms, bats her lashes, and says one of the dumbest things she could say with Ali now standing behind her.

"Can I get you anything else? A private room perhaps?

" So many things happened so fast. First, Riot starts to laugh, a manic laugh, because he knows exactly what is about to happen.

Second, Cash scoots down a seat, taking a sip of his drink, ready to enjoy the show about to go down.

And third, Ali reaches out with a snarl, grabs the woman by the back of the head, and yanks.

The woman lets out a startled scream that's drowned out by the bass of the music.

In no time Ali has the woman thrown to the floor as she straddles her waist and punches her square in the face.

"You need to learn to keep your nasty paws off what doesn't belong to you. So I'm going to teach you a lesson." Punch to the boob. Ali's face is lit up with amusement, like she finds this all just a bit of fun.

"You crazy bitch, get off of me!" the woman screams, thrashing beneath Ali, but no one makes a move to help her.

"You want crazy? I'll show you fucking crazy!

" Ali spits back, delivering another shot to her boob.

I'm no chick, but if the boobs are anything like balls, that has to hurt.

Clubgoers have now stopped to watch the commotion, but I can't find it in me to stop this yet.

I mean, she's doing this all because another woman touched me.

Propositioned me. I had no desire to take the woman up on it, but Ali makes it a point to claim me, and some manly part of me is so fucking turned on by that.

At some point during the little fight, if you could call it that, Riot answered his phone, stepping to the side to speak to whoever but still keeping Ali in his line of sight.

When he ends the call, he comes right over, leaning into the booth to be heard better.

Cash leans over as well after seeing the serious look on Ri's face.

Then he drops a bomb in our lap, letting us know we just got a tip about Riot's father.

I knew word was bound to spread that the sons were out and about and that we were hitting clubs. But to get as lucky as this? Rare.

Knowing this would be the perfect opportunity and that we might not get another chance, we need to move.

Cash heads out to grab the SUV while Riot simply smirks down at Ali, who is now smearing the woman's makeup while writing "Hands off" in red lipstick across the woman's chest. Where did she even get lipstick from?

Seeing that Riot has no intention to break this up, I reach down, grip Ali by her hips, and pull her flush to me.

She's panting, fighting to get back to the chick until she hears me.

"Calm down, little flame, or you might burn the club down with your temper. "

"She touched what didn't belong to her," she growls, turning in my hold.

Riot steps behind her, fixing her skirt, but Ali pays him no mind.

"You, Riot, and Cash are mine. I will kill anyone who tries to get in the way.

" Fuck, I'm hard as stone now. Then, as if to prove a point to everyone watching, she reaches down, grips my cock in a tight hold, and slams her lips down onto mine in a punishing kiss. "Mine!"

"Yours, baby," is all I can say before she spins again, pulling the same move on Riot.

Turning to the manager, who is staring wide eyed at me, I bark out orders, "Fire her.

She should have known better." The man simply nods as I grab Ali by the elbow and lead her out to the front where Cash is standing by the curb.

Without fail, the moment she spots him, she rushes into his arms, grips his cock then claims his lips like a woman starved.

He is a bit more shocked by the move but no less unaffected than we were.

The moment she is done claiming Cash, she turns to the three of us. "So where are we going next?" she asks, all bubbly like. Not like she just tittie punched a chick multiple times in the middle of a club.

"Henry is at Club Velvet. He just couldn't stay away.

He called a meeting with Marco, that's who called.

Says he wanted to prove where his favor stands, so he is loading him up on drugs and alcohol until we can get there.

" The gleeful look in Riot's eyes says it all.

He knew it would come down to this, and he is ready for it.

"Well, let's not keep them waiting," Cash says opening the back door and helping Ali in. Then we are off, heading across town to Club Velvet. The drive doesn't take long with it being close to midnight already, most of the city is either out at clubs or in bed asleep.

Pulling up to the curb, Marco is already outside waiting for us.

"I let him in a room with one of the girls.

I figure that would preoccupy him. I hope you don't mind, but I must get home to my wife.

I also look forward to future business ventures, yes?

" He addresses all three of us, showing respect by not letting his eyes linger on Ali in the center of us.

All three of us nod our heads in answer, understanding his words clearly.

This is a favor to us, so he might ask for a favor in return later as a show of good faith.

It's fair when you look at the bigger picture.

In order for us to take full control of Hellfire, we need our fathers out of the picture, and this is him lending a helping hand.

Without another word, he gives us a small bow then excuses himself.

"Let's go say hi to Henry," Riot calls out, cracking his knuckles before moving forward and leading the charge to the private back rooms. I'm not sure how he knows where to go, but he heads straight back to the last door on the left.

Ali skipping up behind him as he goes. Stopping at the door, Riot places his finger against his lips in a shushing gesture before slowly turning the knob and opening the door.

The sight in front of us, I could have lived without.

Henry's naked, hairy, white ass is on full display with his back turned to us as he yells down at a woman who’s butt naked and cowering on the floor.

"You stupid cunt. You must have done something to me.

Get your ass over here and suck me off before I tell your manager you're a worthless slut that can't pleasure her clients.

" From the woman's position, she spots the door open, her eyes darting to us and begging for help.

She has a split lip, and her clothes are torn to shreds on the floor beside her as she huddles in on herself.

Anger rises within me at the sight. This is what we refuse to allow anymore.

"Clients" taking advantage of the women that work for the club.

If they want to make the extra money, we won't stop them, but this girl is obviously in a position she doesn't want to be in.

I half expected Riot to jump in and start destroying his father where he stands, but he surprises me when he starts to laugh.

Not a chuckle or small laugh, but a full-on belly laugh.

The sound catches Henry's attention, making him spin around, limp dick in hand and then I get it.

"Oh Henry, can't get your limp stick up, can you?

" Henry's eyes go wide in fear when he finally realizes who stands before him.

"You know, I think they make some pills that help with your little problem.

" Riot mocks the man, pinching his thumb and forefinger together to show him how small he thinks he is.

"I mean, I don't know who I got my dick size from, but I know for sure it wasn't you," he taunts again, making Ali giggle as she nods.

Suddenly she covers her eyes with her hands before mock whispering, "It looks like a little bait worm, gross.

" Apparently being mocked by his own son was one thing, but by a woman.

..Henry jerks forward like he is about to strike Ali, but Riot moves first. One punch to the face and Henry goes down, the move hadn't even made Ali flinch.

Ignoring the man now crumbled on the floor, Ali moves to the woman, who flinches away.

"We aren't going to hurt you. I promise.

" She reaches behind her, asking for something by making grabby hands, but it’s Cash who removes his jacket first, handing it over.

Ali drapes the dark gray jacket over the girl, helping her up and leads her out of the room, but not before side kicking Henry in the ribs.

Riot stares down at his father with a frown on his face. "Huh, I thought he would put up more of a fight. What a shame." I shake my head at him before turning to check on Ali and the girl, but not before I hear Cash speak.

"You can have your fun with him later, now get him to the trunk so we can get him to the basement."