Thor

I cannot believe this is happening again with another female my brother has tried to set me up with seeing how they only care for what I can do and how much money I have, and that is a huge turn off for me seeing how my life has always been with the united states navy, and now with my brothers within the Death Reaper’s MC.

Right now, I am standing outside having a smoke trying to figure out a way to get out of this problem seeing how I cannot stand being around this overly high-priced annoyance of a woman that I was set up with, and this is going to be the last time I am allowing my brother Jayson to search anymore to help me feel less alone.

I quickly shook my head and putting out my smoke, when I heard the back door of the night club open and what I saw was not what I was expecting to see.

“Whoa, do you need help, little faerie?” I quickly asked running over to the curvy little beauty, taking the large bag of garbage out of her dainty hands and throwing it away for her.

“U-um, thank-you, you did not have to help me,” I softened my eyes down at the little faerie and I placed my hand against her warm soft cheek rubbing my thumb against her now red face, and I could see some apprehension in her eyes, and yet all I wanted to do was hold her and never let her go and deal with this dark world we all live in.

“It was my pleasure, little faerie, what is your name if I may ask?” I softly asked, gently pulling her curvy little self against my bulkier frame and I felt her tiny hands grip the front of my shirt and I tightened my hold on her.

“Aliya, I just recently moved here a few months ago,” Aliya softly said looking up at me with her gem like eyes and I could not believe a hidden beauty was working here.

“Aliya, that is beautiful name, for a pretty little lady,” I softly said lowering my voice to see if I affect her the same way she has since just meeting a few moments ago.

I stood there with her in my arms as we both stared out towards the dark night and the bright lights of Nevada, and I was lost in thought when I felt Aliya move slightly against my chest.

I looked down giving her a confused look, and I smiled when I heard her little laugh, and I could not stop the large grin on my face knowing I made her laugh.

“So, your name is Thor, I am guessing from your cut, you are in the local MC here?” I kissed the tip of her small, freckled button nose answering her question seeing how I knew she needs to get back to work.

“Yes, I am the secretary and treasurer of The Death Reaper’s MC here in Nevada,” I told her, after giving her my number in her small old flip phone and I tried to keep my thoughts to myself seeing how this was off for some reason.

I kissed her forehead and opening the back door for her, and we both agreed to meet up one day, when I am not busy, and she is not busy with her two jobs I just found out she was doing, and I began to get worried seeing how this little blonde with a sweet personality is having to work.

I left afterwards, seeing how I was not going to stay in a place with some crazy bitch and the only woman that was on my mind was Aliya, my little faerie.

I quickly hopped onto my Harley, reeving my bike taking off into traffic thinking about the day when I can have little faerie sitting behind me as I rode us in the early light of Las Vegas, showing her the good places that Nevada can be when it’s not the nighttime clubs and open bars all up and down the strip.

I pulled up to the front gate of the MC, seeing a few prospects were standing there keeping an eye on our community where we all live with our families, and I am the last of my brothers to have their old lady.

I parked my Harley in my driveway, kicking the stand down and making my way a few minutes towards the bar we only have open once every two days in the week seeing how the clubhouse is upstairs and the bar is downstairs.

“Hey, Thor! How was your date?” I blankly looked at my closet friend and brother Máni seeing how we both served the same marine unit, back in the day years ago.

“To tell you the truth, it was horrible, seeing how she was a spoiled little bitch without any class nor respect for anyone,” I said with a bit of annoyance, and yet my mind went back to the little faerie, and I wonder how she is doing seeing how she should be done with work soon.

“But I did find a hidden gem at the nightclub though, and I hope I can hear from her soon, seeing how I cannot get her out of my mind since I met her a few hours ago,” I was in thought trying to figure out how I could win her over, and earn her trust seeing how delicate and yet beautiful she was even with her sexy little curvy body hugged by her work uniform and now all I want is to have her with me.

“Oh, damn, what is her name?” Máni asked as we took our seat in the far back booth with a few prospects getting our beers and food.

“Aliya, she is a curvy, little faerie with a sweet personality and yet she is very apprehensive with everything around her, and she fits perfectly against me,” I sighed out taking a sip of my beer watching the other patched members enjoy there night with the soul eaters about.

“Hm, is she a little blonde with a stutter and big bright hazel green eyes with freckles?” I stared at my brother with a glare wondering how in the fuck, he knows Aliya.

“How in the hell do you know my faerie?” I softly asked keeping my voice dead set on wanting to strangle him, sending him a cold look, gripping my beer with a tight grip.

“Brother, chill, Aliya works three days a week at Daisy’s small café and works at night at some nightclub,” Máni explained with a knowing smirk chuckling at me, and I sighed out draining my beer yelling for another prospect to get me another a beer.

“All, I know is she moved here a few week ago, and Daisy told me that your little faerie is on the run form something and she has no idea what the little lady could have been so spooked, from seeing how she reacts to the small noises making her jump with fear,” I stared at him wondering what could be causing her to flea and needing to keep running.

“Well, I am going to earn her trust and hopefully I can earn her heart in the process,” I gruffly stated, taking my beer with me back to my home and sending my little faerie a text to see if she made it home.

I grabbed my phone and quickly sent her a quick text seeing how she was doing, and I unlocked my door hearing my old partner in the service that the US Navy was able to release to me, seeing how my malamute husky has been my partner and a good friend when I needed him.

“Hey, my sweet boy, I am home,” I whispered to my dog Knox, patting his head and taking my seat in my recliner after I had locked my door behind me.