Road’s Betrayal (Evil Fallen Bratva MC #2) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Evil Fallen Bratva MC Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
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The woman talked incessantly about her husband, and how he wasn’t paying her any attention, but after today he would regret it. Dinah gave the usual sounds that showed she was listening, and worked her magic. After an hour, she had the woman staring at the mirror, and she clapped her hands, with a big old smile on her face.

“You’re a genius, thank you.”

Dinah let her go and pay, as she cleaned up and got ready for her next customer. It had been a few weeks since the prom fiasco, so it was always a little slow after that.

Many of her customers just wanted a quick trim to remove split ends. She didn’t have a complete style until the afternoon. As the doorbell rang indicating there was a client, she knew it was someone new by the way the women reacted. Dinah didn’t know why, but she had a feeling it was Nikki.

She glanced up, and sure enough, he stepped into the hair salon and took a seat. Dinah stared at him for several seconds but then got back to work. Someone else could work on his hair. She wasn’t interested in taking his money.

It was a good job she had brought his money from all those years ago. The memory of her mother rushed through her, and she couldn’t help but feel the anger.

Because of his father, her mother had lost the will to live. She’d lost the fight with everything, and her dream of the future had been shattered. Dinah finished her latest client, and then walked toward the counter.

“Dinah, you’ve had a drop-in,” Macy, the boss, said.

“We don’t do drop-ins.”

“Well, he seems like such a nice man that I didn’t want to disappoint him, and he asked for you specifically.”

Dinah’s jaw clenched. Anger traveled up her spine, but she ignored it. This man was not going to ruin her day. He was a piece of shit to her.

She walked over to him. “The chair,” she said.

He raised his brows and she expected him to complain, and she hoped he would, just so she could tell his expensive ass to get the fuck out of her chair. But, she couldn’t do either, as he walked right over to her chair and sat down.

“I think it would be best to just have a tidy up,” he said. “You see the style. You know what I like.”

She held onto her scissors.

His father had given the order to hurt her mother. Dinah didn’t know exactly what he had done in the background, but the urge to plunge her scissors into his neck was so strong, she could almost taste it. By just being alive, she hated him.

Dinah counted to ten and got to work on his hair, even though there were several moments where she just wanted to kill him. Her mother was no longer alive, and she knew he and his father were to blame.

“How have you been, Dinah?” he asked.

The fact he said her name with a familiarity pissed her off.

“Don’t,” she said.

“Ah, so I see you now know who I am.”

She let go of his hair as she came close to holding it within a tight grip. There was no doubt in her mind, she hated this man and his father with every fiber of her being.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she said.

“Actually, this is a salon, and last time I checked, I can do whatever the hell I want.”

She gritted her teeth. Rather than risk ruining her reputation and going to jail for a man who was not worth it, she got to work. She did his hair, and didn’t once slip up or ruin the style. Once she was done, she pulled the apron from around his neck, and got to work cleaning up, as he went to pay.

“Dinah, walk me to my car,” Nikki said.

He had gained the attention of the whole salon, so she had no choice but to continue being polite. But at least it gave her the perfect opportunity to tell him to fuck off and give him back his money. She hated him.

Stepping out of the salon, Dinah couldn’t help but feel … bare. This was dangerous, of that, she had no doubt.

Nikki wasn’t parked in front along with everyone else, and she knew that was on purpose. He had done all of this to intimidate her. She wouldn’t back down. Not now, not fucking ever. Even as her heart raced and she felt that fear traveling up her spine, she refused to leave.

She followed him around the back, to where his car was parked, and there was no one waiting for him.

“Was that so hard?” he said, leaning against his car.

Dinah reached into her back pocket and knew he tensed up. “Do not come back here.” She slammed the money against his chest.


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