Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 83872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
I shoved him away from me and turned around, lifting up my bike. I rolled it to the garage, getting even angrier at the scratches I saw to the paint job and the messed-up parts from being kicked to the ground so roughly.
I wanted to do nothing more than punch Cole in his fucking face for this. You just didn’t pull this kind of shit on anyone’s fucking bike—man or woman.
I rubbed my greasy hands on a towel. I had been doing nothing all day but working on my bike. It was dark outside, and I was the only one left in the garage. I could hear music pumping from inside of the clubhouse and everyone’s loud laughter. I was glad they were all having fun. Instead of having an opportunity to get laid and drink myself sick tonight, or hell, maybe even riding off into the sunset, I was having to fix what I could on my bike while waiting for the other parts I needed to get shipped in.
“I love a girl who can fix a bike.”
I snapped my head over to where the voice came from. My eyes trailed up boots, to jean clad legs, up a t-shirt, to a cut that was clearly not ours, and finally to a face I really wished I could just fucking forget.
I scrambled up from my sitting position, grabbing the blow torch and pointing it at him. It was my only fucking weapon in here. I had to have some way to protect myself from him.
No, it wasn’t the leader of the ATL that was here. It was his Sergeant at Arms, Todd. Todd was given an opportunity to rape me, too. Not only that, but he helped deliver some blows to my body.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I ground out.
He stepped forward, and I let flames shoot out of the torch. He took a step back. “I just want to talk, Amelia. I was told that Travis, Katie, and daddy dearest would like you to ride off into the sunset away from us. I’d just like to let you know that it will never happen, dear.”
I cursed. We obviously had a traitor in the club that was ratting everything to the fucking ATL. When I found that bastard, I would kill them with my own goddamn bare hands.
Suddenly, I remembered the goons on the gate. He was able to get past the members. The gates were also closed and locked.
“How did you get in?” I snapped at him.
He pulled a gun out of his cut, smirking at me. “It’s called a clean shot to the forehead using a silencer,” he informed me. “You’ve pulled a trigger and used a silencer before. You should have known that, love.”
I heard the door to the office open, and the guy disappeared into the shadows. Someone placed their hand on my shoulder a moment later, and I screamed, swinging around, burning the person with the torch. The torch was knocked from my hand as a voice that sounded familiarly like Cole’s roared in pain. “For fuck’s sake, Amelia!”
I gasped. “I’m so sorry, Cole!” I exclaimed.
I turned away from him and ran my shaking fingers through my hair. Fuck, I was all out of whack right now. Too much had been happening to me in too little time. I was struggling to deal with it now. I was crushing under the weight of everything that I was being faced with. I wanted away from it all so bad, but I had a feeling it would only follow me and become worse if I ran away.
Cole turned me back to face him, his eyes meeting mine. “Amelia, are you okay?” he asked me softly, his eyes scanning my face.
I ignored his question. I didn’t have the energy to lie right now. Not after having to put up a strong front to that guy.
“Your arm,” I murmured, looking down at the burn, avoiding the topic of conversation that he wanted to discuss.
He looked down at the burn and shrugged. His eyes met mine again, and I quickly looked away from him. “Amelia—”
I grabbed his wrist. We needed to get back to the clubhouse where it was safe. “Come on. Let’s go to the clubhouse so I can take care of your arm.”
I walked us forward. We were almost out of the garage when Todd stepped back out of the shadows, holding a gun that was pointed at us. Cole immediately yanked me behind him, not giving a second thought to the burn on his arm. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he ground out through clenched teeth. “Do you have a death wish, mother fucker?”
“I figured I’d give you the same message that I just gave Amelia. She will never be riding off into the sunset, Colton. One of us will kill her first.”