MY Savior the MC President.

Chapter1

***Con***

I glanced at the clock, seeing it was after eleven at night, Trevor still wasn't home. I should be worried, but I wasn't. I felt more relieved when he was home than when he was. I know that isn't the normal reaction for a wife when their husband didnt come home till the early hours of the morning.

I had gotten Nix to bed early I managed to sneak a few more things into the bag I had hidden in the washroom. It's taken a few days, but I have gotten the bag half filled. I didnt want Trevor to notice that things were missing, even though he isn't here a lot, he does notice things being gone or misplaced. I also have the bank card in there, I've been skimming off the book for the last month without him seeing it. Sliding some each month on the card that he dont know I have the account isn't in my real name, it's under my mother's name, and Trevor never asked about her. My father had it set up for her, but kept it open when she passed.

It's helpful when you have to balance the books for him. He wouldn't know what was in them cause he never looks at them.

I met Trevor when I was sixteen. He stopped in my father garage his truck needing repairs and after they were fixed he continued to come around till i agreed to go out on a date with him, With in that year i found myself pregnant and before Nix was born i was married to Trevor, Little did i know Trevor had another life he lived and i was thrown into as soon as i said I do.

I tried going to my father about it but he liked Trevor and thought i was being difficult, Until i showed up one day with two black eyes did my father start to catch on to what was going on, he confronted Trevor one day and fist were swung that day, it was only a few months after that my father died in a car accident, Police said it was faulty breaks but my dad was a macanic why would he drive a car with messed up brakes, I had no doubt Trevor had a hand in it but i was to scared to speak up, its not like anyone would listen, To the public we had a perfect marriage and life, but what they didnt see is want went on behind closed doors,

One thing I didnt know about Tevor when i met him and married him, was that he was a member of a motorcycle club, the Rampage Saints he was born into the club he took over for his father when he was twenty two, His father was killed I didnt ask how i know it was something to do with the club I stayed clear of their doings, I looked the other way on a lot of things and tented to my own bruises when Trevor would come home angry or just felt like i needa reminder he was in control, I had been planning to run with Nix for awhile but the other day put that plan in full swing when Trevor hit Nix for stepping in when his father was on a rampage and knocked me around, Nix it ten but Trevor hit him like he was a grown ass man, Nix is still sporting a black eye and bruised cheek. That was the final draw. I couldn't let him hurt my son again.

I couldn't make a move tonight. No, he would be here in a few hours, but on Friday nights, he dont come home that party night at the clubhouse and he always stays shaking up with the women there. I stopped caring about that after our two-year mark. Not once was he faithful to me, even when we first met.

I still have a few things to handle before Friday, which is only two days. One thing is, I need to score a car. Im not taking the one Trevor has me using, as I know he has a tracker on it. im not stupid, he always knows where I am. That and it's a large SUV that I dont like driving,

I need something small and that gets good gas mileage, and one that wont stick out like a sore thumb, that I need to pay cash for so he cant track it. I need to stay off-grid as much as possible,

Hearing his bike pull into the driveway i scurry out of the wash room making sure the bag is in the back of the closet i rush upstairs moving to our bedroom, I slip int he bathroom turning the shower on tossing my clothes on the floor i step in, Trevor hasn't wanted to have any kind of s*x with me in over a year so i know he would bother me in here, he will poke his head in say something or demand something but that's it, he gets his fix at the club and i wouldn't touch him again, I know the women there and im not catching anything,

"Where's my sweetness?"

I cringe when I hear that name. He started to call me that after our first date, which means he's drunk... Great. Maybe he will pass out if I wait long enough,

I hear the door open,

"You in here, Sweetness?" His words are slurred. The curtain moves as his head comes in, and I cover myself the best I can.

"Ah, there you are." He gives me a smile that makes me want to vomit. I can see his neck, and he is covered in hickies.

"Can I join you?" He starts to pull off his shirt, but stumbles. He lets out a chuckle, "I think I need your help, sweetness."

I dont want to, but I also dont want to anger him. The bruises have finally begun to fade, slipping out. I reach out with trembling hands, pulling his shirt over his head. His hands go to my hips, my skin crawls at his touch,

"Unbutton me." He mumbles as his lips come down on my neck,

Shit.... I curse in my head, thinking I would be safe in here, seeing as he hasn't wanted to touch me in a long time. He also normally dont ride home if he was drinking.

I scrunch my nose as I can smell the perfume from whoever he was with before coming home.

My finger shook as I unbuttoned him, sliding his jeans off his hips. He stepped back, kicking off his boots, swaying all over. I was shocked he didnt fall over. When he stood, I could see the scratches on his chest and the lipstick. He sees where im looking.

"No worries, sweetness, they mean nothing." He reaches out, pulling me to him. I suck in a breath as he wraps his arms around me,

"They cant please me like you can, Sweetness," He murmurs close to my ear,

I close my eyes, feeling the bile rise.

"Now you can wash me and make me all clean for my sweetness."

Pulling me with him, we almost fall as we step into the shower. I do as he says, scrubbing him clean all but the marks on his neck and chest. I found more on his back. Also, the lipstick that made rings around his shaft, I wanted to cringe when he made me wash him down there.

Once I was done, he made me dry him."Dont be long." He squeezed my ass cheek then walked out of the bathroom, leaving me alone.

Taking in a deep breath, I slide down, sitting on the floor by the toilet. God, just a few more days and then I will be free and clear of him. I just need to hang on. Getting to my feet when i didnt hear him moving around i peeked out seeing him sprawled out on the bed butt ass naked but pass out cold, Releif filled me knowing i wasnt going to have to go through with what he wanted, Now hopefully he dont wake up pissed off and make me pay for him being piss ass drunk and passing out,