Finding Love With A Biker At Christmas

Chapter 4 - Revenge Is Best Served With An Audience - Part 1.

Author's P.O.V.

It's been twelve hours since Tristan unleashed his final attack on Elena and things have been tense for him and the Donovan women ever since but they're all tense for completely different reasons.

Monica Donovan is tense and worried about her youngest daughter Elena running her mouth and ruining her perfect image and status, not to mention her reputation which she's worked so hard to obtain.

Brandy Donovan is worried that her younger sister was being serious when she said that she wanted a divorce from Tristan which is the last thing Brandy wants because she prefers to have him when she knows he belongs to her sister that way there's excitement about them doing it behind Elena's back but if they're divorced then what's the point?.

In Brandy's eyes, all of the fun will be sucked out of their affair if Tristan and Elena are divorced and the thrill of screwing her sister's husband all the while knowing he's going home to her will be gone, so apart from great s*x, what's the point in continuing on with him?.

As for Tristan, he's tense and worried for several different reasons the main ones being outed as an abusive and cheating scumbag by his wife.

Tristan has spent years building his company up and making connections with important people who wouldn't hesitate to end their contracts with him if they found out he was abusing his wife and cheating on her with her sister of all people.

Little did Tristan know that his business connections and the media would be the least of his worries before the day's out.

Dawn has barely broken and all hell has already broken loose in the Donovan household.

"Breaking news this morning, Elena Lockwood, daughter of high society members Monica and Daniel Donovan has filed for divorce from her millionaire, business tycoon husband Tristan Lockwood, there has been no official statement made yet by either party, therefore no official reason has been given for the IT couples sudden split but sources close to Elena have said that spousal abuse and cheating are said to be the reasons why she's divorcing her childhood sweetheart with the source stating that Elena could've forgiven the many years of abuse that has been inflicted upon her if Tristan had agreed to get help for not just his mental health and anger issues but also for his drug and alcohol abuse as well but she could never forgive him cheating, especially since his lover is rumoured to be her very own sister, Victoria's Secret angel Brandy Donovan who is allegedly pregnant with her brother in law's baby"

The news reporter said unknowingly adding fuel to the fire with every word and accusation she revealed.

"Is there any truth to the rumours? are America's golden couple on the verge of splitting for good? we'll let you all know once we know more"

As Tristan sat seething on the couch whilst making phone call after phone call to Elena hoping to finally get through to her so that he could talk some sense into her, behind him an angry Brandy and Monica were trying to put out as many flames as possible but not because they care about Elena or Tristan and want to protect them, no, it's to protect themselves and their own image.

"No, of course, the rumours aren't true, Margot, Tristan and Elena are the happiest they've ever been, in fact, they're planning on starting a family soon....yes, I know what the news said but they're wrong, I don't know where they've gotten their information from but I can assure you that when I find out who is spreading such vicious lies about my family, they'll regret it and I'll take them for everything they've got which can't be much if they're selling lies to the media"

Monica said in her fake, snooty accent which she's mastered over the years sounding calm and composed which is the complete opposite of her daughter who is struggling to keep her composure.

"The rumours aren't true, Darryl, do you really think I'm the type of person to do what they're accusing me of?...no, of course not, I love my sister, she's my best friend, I'd never do that to her, besides, brother in law d**k, EWW!!, that's worse than actual brother d**k"

Brandy said earning a slap on the arm from her mother.

"Watch your language, Brandy Donovan"

Monica whispered/shouted at her daughter who immediately apologised to her mom.

"Oops, sorry"

As the mother and daughter duo continued to beat off the vultures on the phone, Tristan on the other hand was still trying to get a hold of his wife until he was distracted by something on the TV.

"WHAT THE f**k?"

"News just in, stock in Lockwood Enterprises is said to be at a record low after news broke this morning about owner and CEO Tristan Lockwoods alleged cheating and spousal abuse with many of the company's shareholders rumoured to be looking to sell their shares to avoid being affiliated with the company and it's owner"

"I can't f*****g believe this"

Tristan groaned as he ran a hand through his hair and roughly tugged on it.

"Where's your father and your brother? have either of you heard from them?"

"No, they're both avoiding our calls and texts, I've tried calling Brandon umpteen times but it just keeps going to his voicemail"

Brandy says earning a groan from her mother.

"Well, what about, Elena? has she bothered to call anyone?"

"She's not answering her phone"

Tristan said through gritted teeth.

"Unbelievable"

"Wait, hold on, who's this?"

Brandy said as an unknown number appeared on her phone.

She quickly answered it expecting to hear the voice of her father, brother or sister but instead, she heard the voice of someone she wasn't expecting who gave her news which left her feeling apoplectic.

"Daddy, Brandon, Elena, is that you?...yes, this is Brandy Donovan, who the hell is this?...you're what?"

Brandy said before looking at her mother who was trying to get her attention.

"Put it on speakerphone"

Monica whispered to Brandy who immediately did what she said.

"Say again, who is this?"

"I said my name is Gary Fitzgerald and I'm the man who is in charge of the Victoria's Secret shows and also for arranging the models for our events"

Gary said with a thick southern accent confusing Brandy who either didn't understand or didn't care how serious this phone call was as she mocked the man's name for not being 'exotic' enough.

"Your name is Gary?...hmm, I always thought you would've been a Leonardo or a Giovanni, you know something strong and exotic like that, not a simple Gary, anyway, what do you want? I'm in the middle of a family crisis right now"

"Ma'am, I'm calling you to let you know that your services with Victoria's Secret will no longer be required and as of today, your contract with the company is now null and void and you have officially been blacklisted from working for the company again"

Gary said nonchalantly.

"WHAT? WHY?"

"Victoria's Secret isn't interested in someone of your...status, ma'am"

"My status? what do you mean someone of my status? do you know who I am?"

Brandy growled down the phone only to be met with the sound of a dial tone.

"Hello, hello...urgh!!, he hung up on me, can you believe that?"

Brandy shouted sounding exasperated.

"Don't worry, honey, we'll fix this"

Monica said earning a glare from her daughter.

"Don't worry? mom, I've just lost the biggest contract of my career and you're telling me not to worry"

"Yes and I also said we'll fix it now relax and calm down, you don't want to get wrinkles now, do you?"

Monica asked as her daughter huffed in annoyance like a child.

Just when the trio thought things couldn't get any worse for them, they were all startled when the sounds of dozens of roaring motorbikes could be heard approaching their home.

"What the hell is that?"

Tristan asked confused as he, Brandy and Monica all rushed over to the windows and the sight they saw outside was enough to make them s**t their pants.

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph and the little donkey who took them all the way to Bethlehem"

Monica gasped in both shock and horror as several dozen rough-looking bikers appeared on her lawn.

"This isn't happening"

Monica muttered under her breath feeling embarrassed but what she didn't realise was that this was just the beginning of the embarrassment she'll feel today.

Brandon's P.O.V.

I can't even begin to describe to you how it felt to ride through the gated community where my family and their close friends live with the boys riding along with me as the sounds of our bikes disturbed the peaceful morning of the residents but it honestly felt amazing and dare I say orgasmic.

The reason why I say this is because what I was feeling was close to what one would feel when they get off and as weird as it sounds, what I'm doing now is enough to get me excited because I'm about to decimate my mother and sister's perfect image more than I already have done and I'm gonna destroy Tristan and beat him like the little b***h that he is for what they've put my baby through.

As I rode through the familiar neighbourhood where I grew up, I couldn't help but feel proud and smug when I saw several neighbours who were already out either getting the newspaper or standing around and talking to one another while others were curiously watching through their curtains to see what all of the ruckus was about and I knew it wouldn't take long for the busybodies to spread the news.

I knew these people and what they were like, so I knew none of them would be able to resist coming out to see the show we were about to put on and that thought excited me because for the past thirty years, my mother has worked hard to perfect her image and has lied about her past to get in good with these posh knobs and all of that hard work is going to come crashing and burning down to the ground in just a few short minutes.

We were riding to my parent's mansion which is smack bang in the middle of the neighbourhood with me in the front, my dad and uncle Carter behind us and the rest of the boys following after us.

If you're wondering why my dad is with us after he abandoned the lifestyle thirty years ago, well, let's just say he's fed up with my mother and has even been considering a divorce himself because he's done with his wife and living a lifestyle which he's never been comfortable with.

My dad is a biker by blood and has never been interested in being a rich suit who panders to folk to get them to like him.

He's just like Ellie and me, if you like us then great, if you don't then oh well, we're not gonna pander to you and beg for you to like us like my mother and Brandy would, that's just not us.

As I rode up to the front of the house, I could see the three stooges standing in the window watching us and all I could think was let the games begin.

"I think we should change our VP's name from Sniper to Banks"

Eight Ball says through our earpieces confusing me.

"And why's that?"

"Because this looks like the house from The Fresh Prince...I didn't know you were a rich kid, Sniper"

"f**k off, you knew all about me, Eight Ball, you all did"

I say while rolling my eyes and he chuckles.

"Yeah but I didn't realise just how much of a silver spoon kid you were, Sniper"

He says and I shake my head before talking to my father.

"Are you ready to do this, dad?"

"You bet your ass I'm ready to do this, son...let's get it over and done with so we can get back to Ellie"

"Roger that"

We get off our bikes and I look around to see we've gained quite a large crowd of men, women and even some children who are watching us with great interest.

This should be fun.

I thought to myself with a smirk as my mother, sister and soon-to-be ex-brother-in-law came running out of the house looking frantic and panicked.

"Who the hell are you people? and what are you doing on my property? this is a private and very rich and prestigious neighbourhood you're trespassing on, hoodlums like you don't belong here"

My mother said while sticking her nose up at us.

"Is that right, mother?"

I said as I took off my helmet earning gasps from not only my family but also the neighbours as well who knew my face very well thanks to my mother bragging about her war hero son who was off doing great things in the army but little did she know that I had been honourably discharged last year and I was no longer an active member of the armed forces.

"Brandon? what the...what the hell? what are you? why are you? how?...I don't understand"

"You don't understand, mother, well, let me help you understand"

I say as I step closer to her whilst keeping my voice firm and loud so everyone can hear me.

"I'm a member of the Demon Kings MC, I'm their vice president and these men here are also members of my MC and we're here to get revenge on you three for my princess, Elena"

I say and my mother bursts out laughing.

"Oh I get it now, this is just an act set up by Elena who is too much of a coward to come here and apologise for being a terrible wife and sister...what a stubborn little b***h, she is, she gets that from her father"

My mother said whilst continuing to laugh as I glared at her.

"I'm sorry, did you just say Elena's a coward and a terrible wife and sister?...well, if that's the case, mother, then what are those two degenerates standing next to you?"

I ask and my mother looks at me shocked.

She probably wasn't expecting me to talk back to her like this.

"Let me ask you another question, mother"

I said the last part with a sneer as I glared at my mom.

"Do you even know where Elena is right now? or do you not care to know?"

I asked her and she stood there with a panicked look on her face but there wasn't an ounce of worry or fear for her daughter and her safety which pissed me off.

"Just in case you're wondering which I know you're not but...whatever...Elena's currently unconscious in the hospital after she was beaten up and viciously thrown into a marble staircase by none other than her husband Tristan Lockwood who has not only been abusing your daughter for seven years mother but he's also been drugging her to sedate her and keep her weak"

I said earning numerous gasps from the crowd.

"That's...that's not true, Tristan would never"

My mom says and I nod my head as I pull my phone from my jacket and get the photos I took of Elena's battered, bruised and bloodied body up on my phone.

The first thing I did was I sent all of the pictures as well as screenshots of Elena's medical reports which showed several year's worth of abuse on her little body to my mother's best friends Margot, Candace and Sharoya before picking out the worst picture of Elena after the attack and I showed it to my mom who gasped as she covered her mouth in shock whilst tears filled her eyes.

I didn't know if it was real shock and horror on her face or if the tears were real or if it was all just an act for the neighbours and to be honest with you, I didn't care.

I've got no sympathy for them anymore, in fact, the only one I've got sympathy for is my Elena and maybe my dad for putting up with this mess for so long.

"Brandon baby, let's take this inside, the neighbours are watching"

My mom said barely above a whisper as I spoke loudly.

"Let's not, mother because I want the neighbours to know the truth about the Donovan family and the lies you've been telling them over the years"

I say and my mother's face whitens.

Let the fun begin.