Chapter 10
Quinn
I was hugging my dad tightly, and I could sense that he was proud of me. He was proud to introduce his fancy graduate school daughter to his friends. I looked around, scanning the bar and my eyes fell on Marco. He was standing in the middle of a huddle of other guys I had seen at the bar the previous night.
He had his hands thrust into the pockets of his jeans, and I could see he was wearing a leather jacket, which was identical to the one that my dad and the other guys were wearing. Whatever kind of club these guys belonged to, Marco was definitely a part of it.
I gulped and looked away from him, dad was already introducing me to the men. Marco had kept his gaze firmly away from me.
“Quinn! Look at how grown up you are now!” one of the older guys came up to me and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back, recognizing him vaguely from when I was a kid.
“Your dad has told us all about the amazing work you’ve been doing at school. We are all very proud!” he said and lightly thumped my back. I smiled at him and caught Marco’s eyes again.
Now he was glaring at me, and I could see that he was not happy with the revelation.
I knew my dad, I knew what he was like. He would not have approved of any of his friends, anyone belonging to his club—dating me. Let alone having a one night stand. I was pleading him with my eyes to not say anything, although if Marco knew what was good for him, he wouldn’t. He would not risk letting my dad or any of the older guys know that we had spent the night together.
It could potentially get him beaten up or worse.
Dad was in the process of showing me off. He was pulling me around the bar, introducing me to people who I had never met before and re-introducing me to the older guys. I hugged and shook hands and smiled, trying to be as light-hearted as possible. From the corner of my eyes, I kept an eye on Marco who I could see was watching me closely.
I was looking for the first opportunity I might get to go and talk to him, and that opportunity arrived when one of my dad’s friend’s dragged him away for a talk. He had left me in the company of some of the other men, but I slipped away from them when they started talking amongst themselves.
When Marco saw me approaching, he started walking in the direction of the bathroom. The very bathroom where I had his cock in my mouth the previous night.
I looked over my shoulder when I followed him in. As far as I could tell, nobody had seen or noticed us slip away together.
In the bathroom, I shut the door and locked it, just like the previous night.
“What the actual fuck!” Marco growled, raising his hands up in the air.
“Hush!” I hissed and stepped towards him, but he backed away from me. It was like the moment he found out who I was, I had become untouchable to him.
“Don’t hush me, Quinn! You’re Axel’s daughter!” he growled, and I was afraid that people outside might hear us.
“Yes, I am, and I know the position this puts you in,” I said and watched as he ran his hands over his face violently. His hands were large, and his fingers were thick. He was still wearing his assortment of thick tribal rings.
“Okay, first of all, you have no idea the position this puts me in. I just got patched into the MC as a prospect. You know what that means? It means that your dad is now my boss, he’s the president!” he raged at me and my brows furrowed. He was right, I didn’t know what he was talking about. What was my dad the president of? What MC?
“A motorcycle club?” I asked Marco, and my eyes widened. I watched as the realization struck him. I had no idea what my dad really did for a living. All these years I’d imagined that he ran a harmless biker bar.
“Fuck!” Marco cursed and rammed his fist into the wall behind him. I could see his bruised knuckles now, but he hadn’t even flinched. It reminded me of how strong he was, and I gulped.
“Just great. Now I’ve just told you something your dad was probably trying to keep a secret from his baby girl,” Marco growled, and I stepped closer to him.
“It doesn’t matter, I don’t care what my dad does or what you do. Can we just forget about it and move on?” I pleaded. Last night had been great, and I wanted to explore that. I enjoyed sleeping in his arms, and no man had made me feel that way before. I just wanted this day to end!
Marco was glaring at me like I was crazy.
“Move on to what? You are Axel’s kid, I am a new prospect for the club, I’m nothing. He’s going to have me beaten if he finds out that I touched his daughter. It’s the most disrespectful thing I could do to the MC!” he barked, and he pushed past me, brushing my shoulder. Without waiting to listen to what I had to say, he went up to the door and walked out.
I shook my head and pressed my eyes closed. I didn’t expect things to get this complicated. I didn’t consider the position that I was putting Marco in when I kept my identity hidden from him.
I ran after him because I didn’t want to lose him yet either.