Anarchist Season Two: Book 1-2 Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
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“You’re not hot, what hurts baby?” I pulled her into my arms and held her close.

“Nothing hurts I was just a little tired that’s all.” Tired? It was barely a little past noon and she’d left the bed just before nine this morning. Some shit was going on but she looked too pitiful for me to push her.

She pressed herself against me and wrapped her arms around my neck, which turned the hug of comfort into something else entirely. “Okay since you’re so tired, maybe we should get you back to bed.” She laughed and wrapped herself around me as I lifted her and headed back down the hallway.

Chapter 5

BRANDON

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“Babe I gotta go.” I tried extricating myself from between her legs but she wasn’t ready to let go. Pregnancy seemed to have turned her into a freak. Morning, noon and night, she wants to fuck. “What is it that you want Illyana?” I was coming to know her very well. For something that had started as a one off, this sure had turned into a life changing experience.

I didn’t know when I took her to my bed that first night that she was the daughter of a senator and the granddaughter of the local hate commander. Since my ass was black that was a recipe for a whole lotta ass fucks that I hadn’t been prepared for. I’d just made a big change to my life, one that left no room for any kind of commitment.

Clay and I had joined the sheriff’s department together, had served our town to the best of our ability even though we both hated the asshole sheriff. We felt if we stuck it out eventually things would get better.

People have some serious misconceptions about law enforcement in small towns like ours, especially in this part of the country. But they couldn’t be farther from the truth. The pay was good, the hours short, and crime pretty much nonexistent.

In fact the biggest criminal in this town other than Royce was our very own sheriff. Clay and I had been in the middle of gathering evidence against him to take to the board when the shit with Law’s parents had gone down.

Law was our boy. The three of us had grown up together getting into every kind of shit you can imagine from about the age of seven. Law’s old man was the salt of the earth and his mom was everybody’s mother. As one of the only African American families in this town, my family had faced their fair share of bullshit. Law’s parents were the first to reach out. They didn’t care what others thought of them having us at their dinner table. After that others followed, they’d opened the doors for us in many ways.

What happened to them pissed more than a few people off and people who’d turned a blind eye in the past had taken up their pitchforks and gone to war. Royce had had his fair share of enemies before that, but killing one of the best loved families in town, was the last straw.

It was a hard blow, still Clay and I would’ve hung in down at the station had it not been for the sheriff’s take on the murder of our friend’s parents and little sister. That was too much for even us to take.

So we’d left the force and joined ranks with Law, which was a no brainer. I didn’t see it as switching sides, I’m always on the side of right. And if we had to off a few dirty fucks to clean up our burg then so what? The law was fucked anyway. This town had been bought and sold long before I was born it was high time we took it back. Law had gone a long way to making that shit a reality. Now all that was left was the sheriff and her grandfather and his gang of fucked up friends.

There was a new crimp in the works now though, since our one night had resulted in pregnancy. Then she’d dropped the bomb on me as to who her old man was and well shit. The man was powerful, wealthy and worst for her asshole grandfather, black.

Now we were trying to decide how to break the news to the man who according to her mom didn’t even know he had a daughter. The shit was bound to hit the airwaves once it broke because of who he was, and that’s why we had to keep it under wraps for now. Until Law finished his business here we couldn’t risk the damn blood sucking media swarming us. So for now I was keeping her under wraps.

I cupped the slight swelling of her stomach where my baby was either asleep or up minding my business. He or she, fuck me please don’t let this be a female, was barely bigger than I peanut my wife told me. I don’t care, I love the kid already and wasn’t about to let anything happen to him or his mother.


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