with another permanent reminder of Satan. One he never knew about. If he had, I’d be dead. I’m the mother of Satan’s son. His blue eyes and blonde hair a daily reminder of the only man I ever loved. The only person who knows he exists is my sister, and she’s sworn to secrecy. I needed her help to get away and hide the pregnancy. She told everyone I’d gone away to work in a strip club. They believed it. Why wouldn’t they? To them I was nothing more than a whore. I still am. It was just coincidence I came back at the same time she adopted her cousin’s little boy.
All I ever wanted was to tell Satan the truth, for him to make me his old lady, to acknowledge his son. To be the woman who was Satan’s and gave him a child to raise to take over his reign. It was never going to happen. There was something broken in Satan. Perhaps he knew that as anyone he got pregnant was forced into an abortion, or ended up dead if they refused. Perhaps he was scared that any child he fathered would inherit the broken part of him.
Satan hardly looked at me when I came back. Five lonely years I waited, desperate for him to notice me. It never happened. There was nearly always younger, prettier pussy on offer. I was nothing to him, just an occasional fuck if there was no one else to satisfy his needs. But I never stopped loving him. And now, I’m going to exact revenge for him. I can’t believe that his own club turned their back on him, and helped betray him. I’ll make them suffer as well. But first I’ve got my sights set on Severed MC. I’m going to hurt them. I’m going to make them bleed. And the best part of it is, none of them know I exist. This is going to be so easy, and I cannot wait.
I’m drawn back to the moment when Joe taps me on the shoulder. “All done. You want to see it?” I pass him my mobile phone back so he can take a picture. Fucking hell, that looks awesome. I’ve spent the last few hours that it took for the tattoo to be done, remembering the man I’ve lost. Now I’ve got a permanent reminder of him on my back. The shading is incredible. The eye sockets have a real depth to them. It’s almost a 3D effect. The warm glow of the tattoo on my back is almost as good as the warm feeling I have in my heart remembering him.
Chapter Four
Justice
I’d had my eye on Danni ever since my sister introduced her as her friend. As soon as I saw her I knew I wanted her. And with arrogant confidence I knew I’d have her under me. A week later I did. As I got to know Danni, I noticed something about her that stirred the dominant part of me. Danni had a submissive side to her whether she knew it or not. Being the man that I am, I wanted to control her. To rule both her mind and body in the bedroom.
For a year we shared hot sex, right under my sister ’s nose. Holly and I shared a house, but she never guessed. That is until she found us together in bed one night. It serves her right for not knocking on doors, but there we were, naked and mid fuck. Danni’s legs spread wide and tied to the bed for me to take my pleasure. Unfortunately, Holly didn’t like it. We argued about it all night long, but she refused to listen to Danni. She’d lost Holly’s trust for lying to her about me for so long. She also thought Danni wasn’t safe with me, that my sexual preferences were sick and twisted. It destroyed their friendship when Danni chose me.
Losing her best friend that night was too hard on Danni, so she moved back to her hometown of Severed. I’d visit her every few weeks using the excuse I was off to visit my uncle Bill, the President of Severed MC. A few months later he offered me the opportunity to patch in. Holly wasn’t happy about me moving away, but I wanted to be a member of the charter my uncle was running. Maybe a gorgeous little brunette played a part in that as well, but whatever. Holly was old enough to