Claimed By My Ex's Biker Brother

Chapter 8

Haven’s POV

I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back my tears no matter how much I tried. While I rode behind the Major, tears streamed down my face, and I didn't like it. I wanted to stop beside the road and just cry it all out, but I would be wasting someone's time if I did.

How was I the one behind my mum's death? She knew if my mum didn't die, Dad wouldn't marry her, right? I was so innocent, wishing my mum could return to me, and all she did was use my pain against me all the time. Maybe if she only mentioned I was motherless, it would be okay. But always claiming that I had witchcraft and that I murdered my mum was the painful part.

My dad always supported her, and she always said it out as if he had proof that indeed I had witchcraft.

By the time we reached the workshop, I was already done sobbing. I quickly pulled out my helmet and wiped my face with the back of my palms. I alighted and turned to Major, who was already standing and waiting for me. “Is this the place?” I asked him, and he nodded.

How was it possible?

I looked at the compound and building so well to be sure I wasn't mistaken. “This looks like the workshop I did my apprenticeship in. But why isn't it functioning?” I mentioned, walking around and taking a good look.

The bikers were already done offloading the work tools from the truck, and they were hanging around.

“Where is the previous mechanic here?” I asked Major, and his face lit up in a soft smile. “Did you kick him out?”

He shook his head, “I told you that our mechanic is sick. He's an old man right now.”

I nodded, because my boss was an old man but still strong at that time. Did I conclude my apprenticeship and he fell sick or what? I was the smallest and the only girl he had at that time.

“My boss is Kaden by name. Are you saying he's a biker and I didn't know?” I asked him, and he nodded. “He's sick, truly? What happened? I wasn't expecting to be here.”

He moistened his lips and crossed his arms. “It's not that serious, but letting him work when this has to do with enough might doesn't look good. His waist could break by two if we let him, so he's kind of retired.”

I see! He was retired indeed.

“Then, can I visit him? If Kaden is a biker mechanic, then are you not supposed to know me as one of his apprentices? I was little then, with my hair always packed into a ponytail. My uncle brought me here to train after I became a tattoo artist and learnt how to fight. He mentioned that they were good friends, and indeed they were, because I saw how they always chatted and visited each other.” I narrated, feeling so elated that those sweet memories were shoving away the pain I felt in my chest.

Who could believe I would return here as a workshop owner and no longer an apprentice?

“At that time, I was younger too, and always admired how hardworking you were. You always worked harder than those men that made Kaden talk a lot, and you worked my bike sometimes too,” he stated, and I couldn't stop smiling. “Well, you weren't a stranger when I saw you in my club last night. But you didn't recall me despite how many times I always came around to check on Kaden.”

I chuckled and ran my tongue across my lips. “I'd like to see what he looks like now, and I hope he will recall me and even be happy that his best apprentice was now the one in charge of his workshop. Kaden was like a grandpa to me, and I enjoyed every moment with him that I even worked during the weekends, unlike the others.”

Truly, he was the best boss ever. He taught me a lot of things at that time, but I didn't get to know he was a biker.

To think of it, I didn't like bikers, but I always had a thing with them. I trained under a biker, and now a biker was helping me too. Maybe I was fated to be with them, because I didn't have an escape route at this time. My uncle too was friends with a biker, and maybe if I had asked him for help, he would still have reached out to Kaden to talk to their Prez if they could help.

And to even add that Major knew me a long time before I met his filthy brother made it all interesting. No wonder he didn't get pissed when I damaged his bike accidentally and was now helping me.

“Alright! I should begin arranging the work tools before I get tired.” I said and yawned hungrily before getting to work.

The bikers didn't slack behind and helped me with lifting and positioning the heavy tools while I directed them. Even Major worked alongside his men, and I became the queen suddenly, just making sure they did it right.

It took a whole lot of hours before we were done with both the arranging and the cleaning. I was stunned when a signpost was brought there too, and they hung it for an advert.

“We have an artist, so I made sure they began getting it ready since you didn't have one at the other place,” Major explained, and I was busy reading what was written on the post hung above the roof, so huge and the words visible enough.

Now that I have a signpost, I will likely get more customers and be busier than the other place.

“And you are not going to pay a dime. The club is giving the workshop for free. Just replace Kaden so the place will be busy.”

I swiftly turned to the man, “Do you mean that I'm not going to pay rent here?” I asked, and he nodded.

Oh no! If I replace Kaden, then it means I'll be working on their bikes for free, right?

I was about to inquire further from him when he added, “But that doesn't stop you from charging us when you work on our bike. Kaden made a lot of money here, and trained his kids to the last. Now, they are taking care of him. The only thing is that you are the club's property, because that's what people will think.”

I rubbed the bridge of my nose and glanced at the workshop once again. Both the workshop and the compound were more spacious than the one I had just left.

“Words can't tell how grateful I am right now. And I hope you all don't get into trouble and pull me into it, since people will assume that I'm one of you since I'm working here." I told him, and he patted my shoulder.

“Nothing is happening to you. The club will rather stand as your shield.”

I flung my curly hair to the side and nodded, “Thank you so much.”

The truck was driven away, and I just walked around every corner. Once done, I locked up the shop with the padlock Major gave me.

“I should start leaving so I can arrange my stuff in Rayna's apartment; then I will start working tomorrow,” I said to him, but his face dropped, his expression blank. “Prez, is there any problem? You don't have to worry about my safety; I am good and can defend myself.”

“That's not it!”

I shrugged, “Then what?”