she was lying on the bed with my cum
seeping out of her body.
I was a weak man who
gave in to my lust, and for that reason, I must now distant myself from Vivian.
Keeping her as my girlfriend or lover would lead to each member of the gang
demanding a turn with her since that was the rule amongst the Alpha Outlaws.
And since I was reluctant to share her with anyone else, I had no choice but to
end things with her despite it killing me inside.
I had only just met
Vivian a few short days ago. But if you asked me, time alone wasn't enough of
an indicator as to how deeply a man could fall for the right woman.
I wanted so badly to
hop back in bed and make love to her over and over again. Or better yet, run
away with her and keep her safe forever.
But neither of those
were feasible options. I couldn't let an innocent girl like Vivian stay here
and service the entire gang; that wouldn't be fair to her. Sadly, I couldn't
just run away with her either. The Alpha Outlaws would consider me a traitor if
I were to do that. They'd hunt both Vivian and me down. And while I wasn't
afraid of putting my life in harm's way, I couldn't bear the thought of putting
Vivian's life in imminent danger.
If I stay with the
gang, I had a shot at keeping her safe from a distance. On the other hand, if I
leave with her now, we would most likely end up having both the Alpha Outlaws
and the cops chasing after us. We would have nowhere to hide together with me
running away from the law with no one else to cover my back. No, there was no
way I could let Vivian live a life like that.
I needed to get her out
of this house, find a safe place for her to stay, and be her guardian angel
from afar.
If it wasn't for everything
else that I was feeling, I would probably laugh at the mere mention of me being
anyone's guardian angel. After all, I'd spent most of my life feeling like some
sort of angel of death.
Vivian was now dressed
in the boxers and t-shirt I had handed her earlier. Concerned about how naked
she looked, I found a sweater and sweatpants for her to throw on as well. Then
I led her out of the room and down the stairway to the main floor of the house.
I checked to make sure
the coast was clear before disabling the house alarm and security cameras. With
her hand in mine, I brought her to my motorcycle. I hopped on and told her to
get on behind me.
I turned on the bike's
engine and felt her arms wrapped tightly around me. My heart ached as I
realized I was literally driving her out of my life.
Vivian
It was my first time riding
on a motorcycle. And had it not been for the odd way in which Tyler was
behaving, I would have been having the adrenaline rush of my life. But because
of the look on his face and the sound of his voice, I just knew in the pit of
my stomach that something awful was about to happen.
After driving for quite
some time, Tyler finally stopped at a house located somewhere out in the
country. He helped me off of the bike and led me to the front door of the
house.
He found a key under
the welcome mat and proceeded to open the front door. I followed him inside and
scanned my eyes over the rustic-looking interior of the home. Then suddenly, I
found myself peering into the eyes of an older man with a striking resemblance
to Tyler.
"What the hell are
you doing here, Tyler? I thought I'd never see you again after you ran off with
those lowlifes," said the older man.
"They're not
lowlifes. They're my family now," said Tyler in response. "Anyway,
I'm here today because I need a huge favor from you."
"Why didn't you
ask your new family to help you?" the older man grumbled.
"Please, Father,
I've never asked anything of you before. So please, just help me watch over
Vivian without any further questions. It will only be temporary; I'll have her
out of here as soon as I figure something else out."
So that man was his
father? No wonder they looked so much alike.
"Okay, fine. She
can stay. But she better help with the cooking and