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❝Okay, I’ll bite–❞ Abigail sighed, her attention wholly honed in on the mobile in her hand.

All she wanted was a second or two for a drink to cool down from her flight back into New York. She just hadn’t quite decided whether or not she liked their disruptive tone. Matched with a highly annoyed eye roll, she might as well give them whatever time of day they wanted from her. Finally tearing her gaze away from her beloved phone, her flickered gaze met the other’s eyes.

❝What is it?❞

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When Isaac walked in an caught sight of the brunette sitting at the bar staring at her phone he let out an exasperated sigh. He couldn’t remember when the last time was he saw her. He took in a deep breath before approaching her completely. “You know, you really should pay closer attention to your surroundings, Gatita.” He said with directed tone. She was dangerous on her best day, but right now, he didn’t know what to expect from her.

Isaac had decided he needed more than just a run to get his mind right. He was all over the place and losing focus at times, which for him was not good. He felt bad laying it all on Sterling too, he had enough to deal with he didn’t want to burden the other man who did so much for him already. And as much as he loved everyone in the club, he needed someone he could just be Isaac with and not be the SoA. So he scrolled through his phone and landed on someone he knew could be just that for him. He sent Peter a text to meet him at 7pm at the boxing gym.

Isaac showed up at the gym, a bag slung over his shoulder ready to blow off some steam. He got there early, ready to hit the bag a little while he waited for Peter show up. He taped his hands before finding his way to the bag, a one two punch and he could feel it building, another punch, another punch the intensity in face building with each hit.

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Donovan wasn’t exactly someone who liked parading around, on foot, in his uniform. It very easily got him dirty looks, especially amongst the club members within the town. Still, it was his job to wear that uniform and protect the people of New York. But even though his intentions were good, that wasn’t always enough for people.

A coffee is slid over the counter, after someone calls his name. But before he can even take a drink, he noticed a name that definitely wasn’t his, scribbled across the side.

“Uh,” he looks around, then back to the cup as he tried to make out the name. “Is there an, uh… Isaac?”

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Isaac had hardly slept the last few day. Sure Sterlin could handle himself and sure there really probably wasn’t any need for it, but since he had told him about Payton dropping by, he was making trips out to see the other man in the middle of the night to check the house and make sure no one was doing anything nefarious.

So the coffee he ordered was exactly what he needed. What he didn’t need was the NYPD officer who picked it up, to hand it ot him. “No thanks. Ill get a new one.” He said shaking his head as he approached the barista to order and pay for a new coffee.

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Miguel watched as the liquor within Isaac’s glass began to rapidly disappear beyond the curve of his mouth and it only caused a peak of concern to lift his eyebrows. The male began to wonder the purpose of his anticipated revelation as there wasn’t a notable situation that could cause his evident hesitance. “So you’re telling me—,” He held one hand up to pause the male before the glass on the desk could raise to his lips to consume the remaining liquor. “—You have a secret relationship but mine was a big deal?” The glass returned to the wooden surface while a look of false disbelief filled his features despite Isaac’s admission of caring for the male responsible for managing their funds. “Y’all do what you need to do,” His figure leaned back into the chair with his feet causally raising to settle against the edge of the desk. The unspoken promise of safety caused his head to nod in agreement yet his curiosity now focused on the unexpected idea of complications. The close relationship Sterling held with countless people in his life only meant the protection would be undoubtedly extended in the event of a hostile attack. “Protegemos a nuestra familia, hermano.“

Isaac nodded. “Its new, and Sterling isn’t out.And we’re not married for a year.” He said with a shrug. Before filling their emptied glasses again. “While I was waiting for you, Sterling sent me a text, Payton showed up at his house.” He said his teeth clenched slightly, the thought of that man knowing where Sterling lived and the balls on his to show up there, got at every nerve that Isaac had. “Now, I wanted to go kill the guy, but, Sterling said it seemed like a fishing expedition, that he was trying to get information and they don’t know what he does for us, yet.” He added knowing the danger the other might be in would rise exponentially if they did figure it out. “He has his own security and if we add any of our guys it will be suspicious.” He didn’t think the Royals were stupid enough to cause any problems at Sterlings home, but that didn’t mean Isaac wasn’t worrid and for the others that were currently residing inside of the palatial estate.

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text 📲 isaac

Sterling: The world is likely to start imploding at any moment, be prepared lol

Sterling: Jennifer doesn't scare me, if I'm honest she's interesting as hell. Nice to see at least a couple of them Royals have brains, though it'd be easier if they didnt

Sterling: And you do great at it, darling

Isaac: No world ending events today ok?

Isaac: She should. Its ok to have a healthy fear.

Isaac: I could be better.

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Sterling: Stop being reasonable, I'm trying to be mad at you

Sterling: I know, I, but I've been flying under their radar as a member for a while and I think it would be smart to try to keep it that way... they're definitely interested though with Payton showing up talking about Amelia and Jennifer Krongold just being... a Krongold, I guess.

Sterling: Could be good bait for something, just haven't figured out what yet, but that's something to sit on and think about and discuss with Miguel

Sterling: In the meantime, we both need to be focusing on those jobs you mentioned. Sorry for dropping that on you today. I love you

Issac: Me the reasonable one? Oh no. We can’t have that.

Isaac: I know and yo are probably right. If I’m being truthful as your boyfriend I’m glad you have to pull back. Jennifer is ten times more dangerous than her brother. Her nature seems to be much more like their mother the assassin.

Isaac: and you didn’t drop anything on me. I can’t do my job without that information. So you just set me in a course. I promise I will not expose you. It is my job to protect, as the SoA and as your BF. I love you too. ❤️

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Sterling: Fine, good.

Sterling: I didn't tell you this because it's your job either, I told you because it is personal for us. Anything I tell you is, even if we pretend its not.

Sterling: But fine, tell Miguel. I'll talk to him about the specifics later

Isaac: I know why you told me. I get that. And I appreciate it.

Isaac: but I also have a job to do. I would never pretend to tell you how to do yours. Please don’t tell me how to do mine.

Isaac: I am already tempering my first judgements. I am actually supposed to report these things and have them handled. It’s what I do babe. Please know it’s not because of you and your ability to take care of yourself.

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Sterling: You say that, but it still feels like I'm being handled with kid's gloves

Sterling: Just because I'm not out there throwing punches doesn't mean I can't take care of myself, or Nina and Quinn, or you for that matter

Sterling: I didn't join the Devils to be put in some kind of bubble.

Isaac: if I were doing that I would be there now. I would be beating the shut out that fucking Pendejo right now.

Isaac: but I listened to your reasoning and I’m not.

Isaac: but safety and security is my job. And reporting shit to Miguel also my job. So it isn’t you. It isn’t personal. It’s just my damn job.

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The male nodded in silent response while his fingers began to tap aimlessly against the glass within his grasp. “We’ll need to discuss Sweet Kiss tomorrow,” He initially had all intentions of discussing the heightened security needed at the film studio but the newfound exhaustion now said otherwise. “Estoy escuchando,” The glass raised to signal the male onwards before a long sip disappeared beyond the curve of his mouth. His suddenly eyebrows raised in curiosity with the introduction of Isaac’s personal into their routine conversation. “I couldn’t keep track of you even if I put a tracker in your culo,” Miguel flashed a look of amusement at his second before an unexpected name caused the glass to lower to the wooden surface. “Escupirlo,”

Isaac picked up his glass and took a long drink before setting it down on the table. Telling Quinn was one thing, that was his best friend, this was his boss. He needed him to understand if he seemed more protective of the male or his behavior towards him seemed more deliberate than it was to others around. He had done his best to not do that, but now that people were sniffing around Sterling, Isaac knew it would only be a matter of time before he had to do something that could possibly expose them and he wanted to make sure he had the right back up in his boss for when that happened. “He is very important to me. No one knows. And we want to keep it that way for as long as we can. For a few reasons.” He nodded arms across his chest. “But, I have a feeling things are only going to get more complicated and I need to make sure he is safe.”

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Sterling: Let me, it's my issue, Isaac. I can talk to him about it. I'm not completely useless with this gang stuff, alright?

Isaac: I know you're not. This has nothing to do with that.

Isaac: Its my job to know these things and report them, regardless of whether you are mine or not.

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Sterling: I didn't think that you would. I don't particularly like it either, I. Nina and Quinn both live at my place. The inside is not going to get broken into any time soon but I can't stop them from being outside

Sterling: I don't know, property deeds would be my best guess

Sterling: For now, yes. I'll tell Miguel about it too, see what he thinks, but for now we need to keep our hand close to our chests, gorgeous. Can't risk giving them anything on us

Isaac: FUCK.

Isaac: I'm with Miguel, I'll tell him.

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Sterling: Right on the sidewalk

Sterling: Darling, he's seen me with y'all. Seen my at Moonlight. They know I know y'all, I just don't think they know what I'm doing or how I fit into it all

Sterling: Oh shush, you like it when I tell you what to do

Sterling: You go after him and you either expose that I'm important to the Devils or important to you, Isaac. Both can be used against us.

Isaac: I don't like it.

Isaac: Howe the fuck did he find out where you live?

Isaac: .....

Isaac: SO you are saying I can't do anything? I just have to let that little prick threaten you?

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Sterling: Yeah, waiting for me to leave this morning, I guess

Sterling: He told me to pull my investments from Amelia Krongold's art gallery, was being rather insistent

Sterling: Didn't mention anything about me and the Devils explicitly though

Sterling: Which is exactly why you're gonna sit through your meeting and not go try to talk to him. He was fishing, if they really knew shit about me then they wouldnt be wasting time asking questions

Isaac: He was waiting? At the house?

Isaac: If he didn't know you were involved with us, why would he tell you to pull the funding?

Isaac: Do not tell me what to do.

Isaac: I can't leave even though I want to.