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Chapter Thirteen

Pirate

“ D o you, Ezekiel Maldonado, take…What’s your name, sweetheart?” I roll my eyes at my cousin.

“I do. Stop flirting with my wife.” I hiss at him.

“She ain’t shit until I sign off on it. So stop interrupting me.” If he weren’t family, I’d shoot him right now.

Sad part is I’d miss the asshole.

“I’m not giving you shit,” Genesis smiles smugly like that will stop this from happening.

“Genesis Rose Santos,” Spector supplies from where he’s glaring at the whole scene.

His disapproval of my plan is dripping off him in waves.

“A Spanish Rose in Harlem.” Flip smiles as he taps the paperwork he brought in a moment ago.

“Do you, Genesis Rose Santos, take Ezekiel as your wedded husband. To have and to hold, through sickness and health, for richer or poorer, as long as you both shall live?” I watch Genesis’s face closely.

“No,” she smiles sweetly at me.

I lean in and whisper in her ear so that my men can’t hear what I have to say.

“Alfonso put a hit out on you. I’m the only chance you’ve got, Preciosa. I’d rethink that answer.” I pull back and take her hands in mine.

I wait as everyone watches us. Her face turns red and then loses all color. She glances at the folder on the counter and then back at me. I nod so she knows I’m completely serious.

“I do.” I pull her into my arms and kiss her without prompting.

Victory has never tasted as sweet as my wife’s lips.

“You may kiss your bride. I’ll fill out the paperwork in the morning.” Padré sounds bored but I could give two shits.

“Should I get you another room since the honeymoon suite needs to be gutted?” Knight asks as he kicks the microwave she used to blow the door off the hinges out of his way.

I pull away from Genesis, leaving her breathless.

“I think I should go visit my father-in-law. We have a lot to talk about. How about we spend the night downtown? Book us into The Carlyle.” Those words seem to snap Genesis out of her stupor.

“You can’t afford that place!” I smirk as I turn to Flip.

“The Empire Suite?” Flip asks as he pulls out his phone and starts typing.

“Yes, let them know I want my usual.” I’m enjoying the look on her face entirely too much.

“Did you think because I’m a biker that I couldn’t afford to keep my wife in the lap of luxury that she’s accustomed to?” I cross my arms on my chest as she looks around and swallows hard.

“Well, yes! This place is nice, but it ain’t a corner penthouse on Central Park West. And it’s definitely not my father’s mansion in the Hamptons.” My eyebrow raises at that little tidbit.

I glance at Spector, who nods. He didn’t miss it either. Good.

“Preciosa, just because I didn’t forget my roots like some people don’t mean that I haven’t done well for myself. I just don’t feel the need to flaunt it like some do. Now, this is our honeymoon so I’ll splurge a little, but don’t get it fucked up. Starting tomorrow, you’re going to be working just as hard for your status in this club. You are my old lady now after all.” The room fills with whistles and cheering.

“But how?” She genuinely looks confused, so I turn to Flip.

“Care to explain our day-to-day business?” His face lights up.

Nothing makes this man happier than talking about money to anyone who will listen. It was one of the reasons I wanted him in my club so badly.

He loves money more than anything except maybe his mother, but that’s a very close call.

“The club’s stock portfolio is very lucrative. We got into some very high-yield funds that have made the club very profitable.” It still amazes me how he can say so much with so little.

“I have no idea what you just said,” Genesis sounds bored and ready to go to sleep.

“Flip is our money man,” Knight says proudly.

“Let me guess, Flip, because of your ability to turn over a dollar?” I snort but keep my lips sealed.

“Ugh, no. Although I may steal that explanation.” Flip pulls out a bandana and wipes the sweat off his bald head.

“Well? Someone tell me.” She starts tapping her foot on the floor as everyone goes about cleaning up her fucking mess.

“He tried to rob me when we first met. So I flipped him upside down and left him like that for a few days. Until he admitted how he did it.” I smile at the memory.

“You begged me to stay!” Flip says as the room chuckles.

“I blackmailed you, and don’t act like I haven’t made you a small fortune.” He straightens his cut and grins.

“So he’s the money man. That’s your right-hand man, and he’s in charge of your souls?” She points from Flip to Knight and then finally to Padré.

“So who the fuck are you?” Her finger lands on Spector, who’s still looking at all of us with a disapproving frown.

“Spector and none of your business.” He turns and exits, leaving us all staring at the now-empty doorway.

“He’s warm and fuzzy.” I turn ready to get the fuck away from my club.

“Wait until you meet Ares,” I comment more to myself than anyone else, but we seem to be the source of all the humor in the clubhouse tonight, and I’m over it.

“Are we set, Flip?” He nods at me, and I walk over to the closet and sigh.

Everything is covered in foam from the fire extinguisher.

“We’ll need to go shopping. Get this place cleaned up while we’re gone and order a new mattress set. Let’s go.” I take Genesis’s hand, and she hesitates.

“If I have to repeat myself, the spanking you’ve earned will be ten times worse.” I hiss into her ear.

“Great, you’re going to start our marriage off by hitting me?” I’m over this shit.

I flip her over my shoulder and slap her ass hard.

“Yes, and you’re fucking going to love it.”