The Devil in Her Soul (Heartless Devils Motorcycle Club Book 3) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Kathryn Thomas
“Asher has to stand before the Deacons for what he has done, but do you really think he has been working against the best interests of the club?”
John shook his head. “No. But he still was dealing for the club against orders.”
“He will have to stand for that,” Kenny agreed. “But is that really worth pushing a dispatch?”
John thought for a moment. “No,” he said quietly. “But I can’t forgive him for what he has done.”
“What?” Kenny asked. “Look deep, John. What has he done? Asher’s right. The whole club has noticed. You’ve changed. Ever since Melissa was killed, you’ve lost your way. The club backs you, John. We always have, we always will, but you need to search deep, brother, and find out what is driving you. Is it club, or is it personal?”
John looked at Kenny. “You think this is personal?”
Kenny stared back at his old friend. “Only you can answer that, brother.”
John rose to his feet again staring at Asher across his desk. “You’ve corrupted her. You were supposed to protect her, not corrupt her. Melissa never wanted her involved in the club, and I intend to see those wishes respected.”
“She not in the club, John! She has no connection to the club,” Asher argued.
“You’re fucking her, Asher! How much more involved in the club is there? She bought a fucking hog and she’s carrying a gun! And worst of all, you involved her in a fucking hit!”
“So? She rides a Harley! How many lawyers and doctors in this town have Harleys? How many carry guns? That’s doesn’t make her a club member, John. She—”
Jenny had been standing in the hall outside her father’s office door, listening as her lover and her father argued. She had enough of this shit and before Gator could react, she twisted the knob and shoved the door open with a bang.
“Enough!” she shouted as she strode into the room. Gator caught her arm before she reached Asher’s side, but she shook of the gently restraining hand. “You seem to think I’m still twelve years old,” she snapped at her father. “Well, I’m not. I’m twenty-four and I will do whatever I damn well please. If I want to ride a fucking Harley or learn to shoot a gun, then I will, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about. If I want to fuck every man in this club, then I will. I will do what I want, when I want, and if you don’t like it, then you can just get over it or I will simply walk out of your life. Forever. It’s your choice, Dad. So you need to decide what it’s going to be.”
John stared at his daughter. She had never been a shrinking violet, but he had never seen this tough, confident, woman standing before him. “You don’t mean that!”
“I do mean it. Don’t try me, Dad, because you’ll lose. I’m my own woman and I don’t answer to you, or Asher, or anyone else. The sooner you accept that, the sooner we can get past this stupid shit and do what needs to be done.”
John squinted at his daughter. She had never challenged him like this and he wasn’t sure he liked it. “And what’s that?”
“Dealing with Hamasaki.”
John frowned slightly. “Why do you care?”
“Because he is the one that is ultimately responsible for Mom’s death and I want to see him pay for what he did.”
“Are you going to kill him, too?” John asked, mildly alarmed by his daughter.
“If I have to. I’m not going to let him get away with killing Mom. The only question is, am I going to have to do it alone or with the club’s help? Either way, I intend to see that Hamasaki answers for what he did.”
John looked at Asher. “You did this to her!”
Asher shook his head. “No. She has always been like this. You just never saw it. She’s taken the best of her mother and her father, and become her own person.”
John looked back to Jenny as she stood there, hip cocked with a calm self-assurance on her
John shook his head. “No. But he still was dealing for the club against orders.”
“He will have to stand for that,” Kenny agreed. “But is that really worth pushing a dispatch?”
John thought for a moment. “No,” he said quietly. “But I can’t forgive him for what he has done.”
“What?” Kenny asked. “Look deep, John. What has he done? Asher’s right. The whole club has noticed. You’ve changed. Ever since Melissa was killed, you’ve lost your way. The club backs you, John. We always have, we always will, but you need to search deep, brother, and find out what is driving you. Is it club, or is it personal?”
John looked at Kenny. “You think this is personal?”
Kenny stared back at his old friend. “Only you can answer that, brother.”
John rose to his feet again staring at Asher across his desk. “You’ve corrupted her. You were supposed to protect her, not corrupt her. Melissa never wanted her involved in the club, and I intend to see those wishes respected.”
“She not in the club, John! She has no connection to the club,” Asher argued.
“You’re fucking her, Asher! How much more involved in the club is there? She bought a fucking hog and she’s carrying a gun! And worst of all, you involved her in a fucking hit!”
“So? She rides a Harley! How many lawyers and doctors in this town have Harleys? How many carry guns? That’s doesn’t make her a club member, John. She—”
Jenny had been standing in the hall outside her father’s office door, listening as her lover and her father argued. She had enough of this shit and before Gator could react, she twisted the knob and shoved the door open with a bang.
“Enough!” she shouted as she strode into the room. Gator caught her arm before she reached Asher’s side, but she shook of the gently restraining hand. “You seem to think I’m still twelve years old,” she snapped at her father. “Well, I’m not. I’m twenty-four and I will do whatever I damn well please. If I want to ride a fucking Harley or learn to shoot a gun, then I will, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about. If I want to fuck every man in this club, then I will. I will do what I want, when I want, and if you don’t like it, then you can just get over it or I will simply walk out of your life. Forever. It’s your choice, Dad. So you need to decide what it’s going to be.”
John stared at his daughter. She had never been a shrinking violet, but he had never seen this tough, confident, woman standing before him. “You don’t mean that!”
“I do mean it. Don’t try me, Dad, because you’ll lose. I’m my own woman and I don’t answer to you, or Asher, or anyone else. The sooner you accept that, the sooner we can get past this stupid shit and do what needs to be done.”
John squinted at his daughter. She had never challenged him like this and he wasn’t sure he liked it. “And what’s that?”
“Dealing with Hamasaki.”
John frowned slightly. “Why do you care?”
“Because he is the one that is ultimately responsible for Mom’s death and I want to see him pay for what he did.”
“Are you going to kill him, too?” John asked, mildly alarmed by his daughter.
“If I have to. I’m not going to let him get away with killing Mom. The only question is, am I going to have to do it alone or with the club’s help? Either way, I intend to see that Hamasaki answers for what he did.”
John looked at Asher. “You did this to her!”
Asher shook his head. “No. She has always been like this. You just never saw it. She’s taken the best of her mother and her father, and become her own person.”
John looked back to Jenny as she stood there, hip cocked with a calm self-assurance on her
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