Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Daemon had been playing this game a step ahead of them, even from the fucking grave. She knew her husband would be upset. Warden had known that the death of Daemon didn’t bring the end of trouble with the MC. All it had done was send them into hiding, and now it was a game of cat and mouse.
“What am I going to do?” he asked.
She hated how deflated he sounded.
“Simple. We’re going to keep going no matter what. We now know they’re out there and they’re close.”
“They’re aware of our deals, Kim. They knew to intercept the drivers.”
“And we’ve got Fritz working that detail, right? Stop stressing.”
“I couldn’t live with myself if anything happened to you,” Warden said. He reached for her, and she didn’t fight him.
“Nothing is going to happen to me. I’m not that young impressionable teenage girl anymore. I’m a full-grown woman and if I remember rightly, you got me a gun many years ago, and you also taught me how to use it.” She offered him a smile. “I’ve never used it, but you never know, I might be convinced to kick some ass.”
Warden chuckled. “I don’t know what I did to win you.”
“Simple, you fell in love with me, and I fell in love with you.” She knew he felt guilt at having no family.
Choosing Warden to spend her life with had come at a cost. When she first gave birth to Colt, or even when she first found out she was pregnant with her son, she’d felt so alone. The only women at the club had been those that wanted to screw all the men. She had to find her place, to let them know they couldn’t walk all over her.
Then, little by little, she came to realize she didn’t need her family. If they didn’t want her around because her husband was a “bad man” and he ran with “the wrong crowd,” she didn’t need them.
She wasn’t afraid of this new threat—angry, but not afraid. Daemon was gone, and it would take some time, but the Evil Fuckers MC would one day cease to exist.
Chapter Ten
Dirty knocked on Petal’s parents’ front door and waited. He made sure to always wait until the other kids had gone to school and there was no one around. The last thing he wanted was for Petal to find out he visited her parents regularly.
Seconds passed, and then George, her father, opened the front door. Petal and George had named their eldest kids after them. It was annoying, but in his head, they were simply Petal’s mom and Petal’s father, it made his life a lot easier.
“Dirty,” Petal’s father said. “Why don’t you come in?”
He stepped over the threshold, but like a few times before, he didn’t go any further into the house. “Here, this is for you.” He pulled out a brown envelope and handed it to Petal’s father.
George held up his hands and shook his head. “I can’t keep taking it.”
“I insist.”
Petal’s mother joined them with David on her hip. The two had really gotten their act together, and for that, Dirty was happy. He knew Petal was happier around her parents, and she didn’t constantly feel like she had to take care of them.
“We don’t need your money to keep paying for Petal. We’ve told you this a thousand times,” Petal’s mother said.
Dirty sighed. “I know, but I also know that Petal has a lot of dreams, and you know she’s not going to accept help from me. This is my way of helping.”
“Son, don’t you think it’s time you talked to Petal, let her know what’s going on?” George asked.
“No. She’s … moving on. She doesn’t need me.” It hurt to say that. Last night had been one of the happiest nights of his life in the past few months, because he got to finally hold his woman.
Petal was not his. At least not in the eyes of the world, but she belonged to him. One day, he was going to make it up to her, but he didn’t know when. Until that day, he was going to do everything he could to make her dreams come true.
He knew she was looking at returning to school. He wanted her to not be intimidated about the price. School cost money, and he didn’t want her in any kind of debt. He had plenty of money saved up. More than enough to help, which is why he also gave the money to Petal’s parents to help them.
Her father had gotten that promotion, but they had also been close to losing everything. Behind on rental payments and every bill imaginable. With his help, that was no longer the case. He wanted to help where he could.
They were Petal’s parents, and against all odds, she still loved them, which was mind-boggling to him. They were not bad, evil, or cruel. Just neglectful and more interested in themselves than the children they took care of, or at least that was how it looked.