Twisted Knights: Angels and Demons: Twisted Knights MC Book 1 Read Online Free Page A
Author: Lauren Calhoun
the marriage I had to Clarke is over. All that needs to be done is the paperwork, if one of us makes it that long. Steel has taken me to speak to a lawyer a few times, we just don't want to add fuel to the fire by filing for divorce yet. Clarke would go off the deep end, and we just can't have that.
I bet this guy doesn't know I'm his VP's sister, and tonight that is how it's going to stay. Tonight I am going to pretend to be someone who isn't too damaged. I haven't seen this man around before. This must be the enforcer guy Steel was telling me about. He looks like a total bad ass and I know I would never cross this man. I've learned about crossing men. Not a mistake I want to make again anytime soon.
The honeymoon was perfect. Sex and Paris. It was surprising that Clarke got to take off that much time from work. Nothing like the twinkling lights and chocolate covered strawberries to set the mood.
That month, Clarke was on his best behavior. Even taking me shopping and dining in the most exclusive restaurants. Most of our time was either spent in bed, obsessing about each other, or Clarke was showing me all the tourist attractions.
Once we arrived back in the states, things changed. One day after work, he came in the kitchen, grabbed me by the hair and threw me into the counter. The first time I realized that I had made a mistake, was in that very moment. He screamed at me and tossed a paper in my face. That paper had a picture of me hugging my best friend's husband. The title said 'Murphy, is he already being stepped out on?'
He slammed me into the counter again, pressed up against me from behind and pulled my hair, forcing my head back.
“ You're mine, Rebecca, it's best you don't forget it.” He whispered. His lips were barely skimming my ear. Out of no where, he bit down hard, and I screamed out in agony. That time, he caused me to have a miscarriage. We didn't find out I was pregnant until I had already lost it.
Demon
I could feel her body pressed against me, the way her hands held my shirt, and her tits pressed into the leather on my back, made me harder. Uncomfortable, is riding a Harley with a hard on. The drive to my place is short since I only live at the far end of the Club's property. Makes getting to and from easy. Most members stay at the club in the many apartments they have there. Not I, I need more privacy than that.
I cut the engine, waiting for her to move. When she finally did, I could tell that she had been crying. I know it was none of my business, but I got off the bike, walked over to her, and wiped the tears off her cheeks.
“ What's wrong sweet cheeks?”
“ Tonight just make me forget who I am.”
The look in her eyes said everything I needed to know. Someone, my guess is Steel, had hurt this woman and she wanted me to take it away, even if it was just for the night.
“ I have a fifth of Jack and a few hours.” then I leaned in close to her and whispered, “And believe me when I say I'll fuck you so hard you won't remember whoever hurt you.”
“ Promise?” She asked, smiling.
Why not, I don't want or need an old lady, but I need to get this dick wet every now and then. I just winked and then lead the way in.
“ So, what is your name?” I asked, It didn't matter, I was going to forget by tomorrow evening, either way it seemed like the right thing to do.
“ Now why ruin this with names and feelings. I need a lay, the look in your eyes says you do too. So whatever name you want to call me is fine with me. Get me drunk and fuck me.”
There for a second I was stunned, well this is different. Normally women want some affection, not this chick. She was a straight no chaser kinda woman and I have to admit I like it.
“ Jack is right over here and my name is Demon.” She just laughed.
I pulled two glasses, a bottle of Jack out of the cabinet, and poured them each a double. She gulped hers down and asked for another. After I poured this one, she just sipped
I bet this guy doesn't know I'm his VP's sister, and tonight that is how it's going to stay. Tonight I am going to pretend to be someone who isn't too damaged. I haven't seen this man around before. This must be the enforcer guy Steel was telling me about. He looks like a total bad ass and I know I would never cross this man. I've learned about crossing men. Not a mistake I want to make again anytime soon.
The honeymoon was perfect. Sex and Paris. It was surprising that Clarke got to take off that much time from work. Nothing like the twinkling lights and chocolate covered strawberries to set the mood.
That month, Clarke was on his best behavior. Even taking me shopping and dining in the most exclusive restaurants. Most of our time was either spent in bed, obsessing about each other, or Clarke was showing me all the tourist attractions.
Once we arrived back in the states, things changed. One day after work, he came in the kitchen, grabbed me by the hair and threw me into the counter. The first time I realized that I had made a mistake, was in that very moment. He screamed at me and tossed a paper in my face. That paper had a picture of me hugging my best friend's husband. The title said 'Murphy, is he already being stepped out on?'
He slammed me into the counter again, pressed up against me from behind and pulled my hair, forcing my head back.
“ You're mine, Rebecca, it's best you don't forget it.” He whispered. His lips were barely skimming my ear. Out of no where, he bit down hard, and I screamed out in agony. That time, he caused me to have a miscarriage. We didn't find out I was pregnant until I had already lost it.
Demon
I could feel her body pressed against me, the way her hands held my shirt, and her tits pressed into the leather on my back, made me harder. Uncomfortable, is riding a Harley with a hard on. The drive to my place is short since I only live at the far end of the Club's property. Makes getting to and from easy. Most members stay at the club in the many apartments they have there. Not I, I need more privacy than that.
I cut the engine, waiting for her to move. When she finally did, I could tell that she had been crying. I know it was none of my business, but I got off the bike, walked over to her, and wiped the tears off her cheeks.
“ What's wrong sweet cheeks?”
“ Tonight just make me forget who I am.”
The look in her eyes said everything I needed to know. Someone, my guess is Steel, had hurt this woman and she wanted me to take it away, even if it was just for the night.
“ I have a fifth of Jack and a few hours.” then I leaned in close to her and whispered, “And believe me when I say I'll fuck you so hard you won't remember whoever hurt you.”
“ Promise?” She asked, smiling.
Why not, I don't want or need an old lady, but I need to get this dick wet every now and then. I just winked and then lead the way in.
“ So, what is your name?” I asked, It didn't matter, I was going to forget by tomorrow evening, either way it seemed like the right thing to do.
“ Now why ruin this with names and feelings. I need a lay, the look in your eyes says you do too. So whatever name you want to call me is fine with me. Get me drunk and fuck me.”
There for a second I was stunned, well this is different. Normally women want some affection, not this chick. She was a straight no chaser kinda woman and I have to admit I like it.
“ Jack is right over here and my name is Demon.” She just laughed.
I pulled two glasses, a bottle of Jack out of the cabinet, and poured them each a double. She gulped hers down and asked for another. After I poured this one, she just sipped
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