Margo aka Bridgette lost everything that was precious to her in one single night. Her family, her safety, and her innocence. After spending five years in captivity and three years in hiding she's back and ready to face the demons of her past. However, she isn't returning alone and must plan her next steps carefully or the people hunting them will have both of their heads. Kane is ex special forces and a member of the Devil's Knights MC. He has hardened his heart against the fairer after his ex wife turned his world upside-down and left his heart as broken as his body. When they run into each other Kane is reminded of a young woman he helped escape while Margo tries desperately to hold on to her heart. After all, who would want someone as broken as her. They soon find themselves in a race against time and Kane can't help his attraction to the woman who seemed ready to to protect everything she holds dear. Danger lurks around every corner and old wounds will be ripped open. What Margo doesn't know is that Kane wants her and will to keep her and her ward safe. Steamy scenes await as they plunge head first into the dangerous world that is his home and has Margo dancing a fast paced tune of revenge. In this book Margo will learn that nothing is as it seems and that only one man will keep her safe and her warm.
View More"Mom! Dad!" Margo screamed, bolting up from her nightmare.
Nightmare was putting it lightly. No. That night was the beginning of hell as she screamed her voice hoarse hoping and praying that someone would hear her. She had spent most of her life aware of the world's dark deeds. Still, nothing could have prepared her for that night or her life after. It was the night that she had lost everything. Now she knew that it was up to her to get herself out of the situation that she was in as she stared at the tiny lifeless form laying on the rusted cot next to her. Tears filled her eyes as she cradled the infant against her breasts.Margo knew that no one would be coming for her. She didn't know how long she had been there but enough was enough. She was tired of being beaten and raped. She had never submitted and that was something that she would be forever proud of.Margo had begun to plan her escape when she realized that she was on her own. That was also around the time that a maid had happened upon her naked and bleeding in her cell. Their planning had taken too long though and had cost her something very precious. When they had finally planned everything out, the maid, Laurel stole a butter knife from the kitchen and snuck it down to her cell. Once it was sharp enough she was more than ready to deal some damage to her captors. They had learned their schedules and had been biding their time. She knew that they would never get a chance better than this.The man responsible for her nightmare was out of town on some business deal. She didn't know where or for how long he would be gone, but they had overheard some of the guards discussing it. She knew it was now or never. No more planning. No more waiting for the next beating, not after the last time."Never again." Margo whispered into the darkness.Margo palmed the butter knife and took a deep breath, working up the courage to do what she had to do. Tonight, there would be blood on her hands. On shaky legs she pushed herself up off of the blood stained cot. The whole thing was rusty and squeaked with her every move. The room smelled of piss and shit, rot and death. She knew that what she was about to do put a strain on her recovering body but this was her only chance. With that thought in mind she grit her teeth and let out a blood curdling scream as she curled into herself on the ground. Making sure to keep her shiv hidden from view and luring her prey into her trap.Moments later she heard the approach of heavy footsteps. Margo began to cry softly as she heard the slide lock slip out of its latch. With a grunt the heavy door was pushed open as it squealed on its rusty hinges. She mentally counted the approaching steps as she squeezed the handle of her shiv tighter in her sweaty palm."Look here, you stupid bitch! I don't know why you're screaming and I don't really give a shit. Now shut the hell up!" A deep voice growled before rough hands yanked her up from the ground by her hair.Margo stared at her attacker and tormentor with hatred. Wide eyes stared at her and a silent curse left his lips the moment he realized his mistake. Her shiv stuck out of his neck as blood began to fill his mouth.He quickly dropped her on the ground. Margo tracked his movements as one hand flew to his wound and the other reached for the gun at his hip. She knew that she couldn't let him get to his gun. One shot was all he needed to alert the entire compound that something was up. Margo cursed and then ran at him full speed, throwing all of her weight into him as hard as her tiny malnourished body could.They fell to the floor in a heap as she straddled him. She grabbed two handfuls of his hair and began to slam his head into the hard cement floor repeatedly as his hands wrapped around her neck. She didn't stop until he laid completely still under her.Margo ignored the blood covering her body. Now she was focused on successfully escaping. She needed to stay focused on their plan. Once Margo pulled herself together she assessed the situation. She couldn't take out all of the guards with her shiv. The gun would draw too much attention. Margo looked at the dead guard for a moment before deciding on a course of action.She stripped him of his shirt and slipped it over her naked body. She buttoned it quickly ignoring the blood then grabbed his belt and holster. She found a knife in his boot and used it to make a notch in the belt so it would fit her waist.Margo looked around the room one last time. Her eyes landed on the infant that she had carried for seven months. She was so small. Tears filled her eyes as she walked back to the cot. She picked her up and swaddled her in a thin sheet. She didn't have a say in when or how she had been conceived. She never even got to hear her first laugh or cry. Margo pushed back the sad memories and wiped away her tears. She vowed that even if she was dead, her little girl wouldn't be left in this hell. After all, she was just as much a victim in all of this just as Margo was, and she couldn't bring herself to hate the child. Margo stood shaking and exhausted outside of her personal hell for the first time since she had been taken. It was her first breath of fresh air in just as long. She was standing with her face upturned to the night sky when she heard the sound of foot steps. She turned ready to attack with her blood stained knife.The person approaching her held up their hands showing that they meant no harm. Margo remained cautious as she eyed what she could now see was a very large man. His silver eyes seemed to glitter at the unknown woman who remained obscured by the night's shadows."I wasn't expecting this..." The man murmured."You never fucking saw me." Margo growled. "You will turn around and let me leave or so help me I will fucking kill you myself.""Woah!" The man said, noticing her shaking hand holding the knife. "I don't work here. I was asked to pick someone up.""You know the person that helped me?" Margo asked with narrowed eyes."They came to us. She said someone was trapped here.""Fuck! That wasn't part of the plan. Dammit. I need to disappear." Margo said, slightly panicked."Okay. Okay. Its just going to take a few days. Come with me and lets get you somewhere safe." He said trying to calm her down."That's not happening. I don't even trust the people I know." Margo mumbled, remembering how she had ended up here. "No. That definitely won't do. Meet me at The Coffee Palace in three days time. Leave a message for the owners if I'm not there. They'll know how to get it to me." She mumbled, turning towards the forest at the back of the property."Here. At least take this." He said, holding out a duffel bag."What is this?" She asked suspiciously."She said that you would need clothes. There's keys to a car and a burner phone as well as money." He said, as she slowly approached the bag.When Margo stepped into the light he was shocked at the state she was in. She was just skin and bones. Bruises covered her face and her mahogany hair was completely matted. Her bloody shirt was basically a dress and five sizes too big. The only shape to it was from the belt at her waist. Green eyes looked from him to the bag and then down at the bundle in her arms as she gnawed on her bottom lip."I can hold it if you-""You will not touch her!" Margo growled."Her?" He asked as she hefted the bag on her shoulder."Where will I find the car?" She asked, ignoring his question."Its parked just beyond the woods off of the highway. One of my men dropped it off and rode the rest of the way with me.""Okay. Um... Thank you... Aside from Beth no one has been so kind to me in a long time." She said, slowly backing away from himThe man stood there for a moment and watched as she darted off into the night. Then he remembered her words regarding The Coffee Palace and began to wonder just what his sister had gotten herself mixed up in. He continued to watch as she began to blend into the shadows and then disappeared into the forest. He turned back towards the house just in time to see it and everything else go up in flames then slipped into the shadows thinking of the young woman he had just encountered.When she got to the tree line she turned back one last time. Her eyes watched in fascination as the man gave a slight nod before turning back to the compound. She saw as he gave a signal and then everything went up in flames. She had never felt so happy to see something burn. A slightly satisfied smile lit her face before she turned away and headed towards freedom. Her only regret was that he had escaped being consumed by the flames.
Thank you for reading. I know a lot happened and there will be more to come. I promise that plot points and questions will be answered over time. Just hang in there with me as I am working on the next book in the series. The next book will be up soon with more romance, mystery, and intriegue. Bernard will be back with his villianous ways and Margo will be making some appearances here and there as the story follows new characters but helps you understand Bernard and the motives behind what is taking place. This book will be more villian centered than the first one. So look for book 2 of The Devil's Knight's MC Series: The Devil's Prey.
After a few more rounds they fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. Kane rolled over in his sleep reaching for Bridgette but frowned when he found her side cold and empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked around the room and sighed at the quiet. Kane climbed out of the bed and slipped on his underwear. He padded down the stairs in search of Bridgette.Kane went to the kitchen and noticed that the coffee maker was off. He frowned and went to the office thinking that she could be there or in the bunker. When he saw that the desk was in place he began to worry. On top of the desk was a note written in Bridgette’s messy handwriting. Tears stained some of the paper causing the ink to run and smudge a little.Kane,
“I have for a long time.” Kane whispered, crossing over to her.Bridgette stood there in shock staring up at him. A deep blush spread across her face as she swallowed the nervous lump in her throat. She blinked a few times before realizing that he stood directly in front of her. She sighed as his hands threaded into her hair, holding her still as he pressed his lips to her’s.Bridgette moaned into the kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. She stood on the tips of her toes and pressed into him as he nipped and sucked her bottom lip. Her heart pounded into her chest as she lost her senses to him. He was constantly invading her mind and even though there were more important matters to deal with her mind thought only of him.In her foggy haze she barely registered him picking he
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
“Hey,” Dex said, coming to stand next to him.“Hey. Did you guys get everything sorted out?” Kane asked.“She’s dragging her feet and I can’t say that I blame her. She doesn’t trust anyone except Bridgette.” Dex sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to do…. We can’t expect Jess and Machine to take her in. They have the kids so their hands are full.”“I might have an idea….” Bridgette whispered, stepping outside to join them.“What are you thinking?” Dex asked, raising a brow.“Can you call your sister?” She asked, turning her eyes towards Kane. 
“Jess, I need you and Machine to take the kids and keep them safe.” Bridgette sighed.“I thought that they were safe here.” Machine frowned.“They were.” Kane said, still mad that she had put herself in danger again.“What happened?” Jess asked.“That bastard managed to get to an informant and his family. Long story short, their dead and they were under federal guard.” Bridgette sighed.“But what does that have to do with the kids?” Machine asked.“It means that if he can get to them while they’re under federal protection then he can get to me and it won't
“Bridgette, you need to stop and think about this!” Kane yelled, following her through the house.“There’s nothing to think about.” She said with a stoney face as she made her way down to the bunker.“Why won’t you stop and listen to me?” He argued.“Because you’re just going to try and talk me out of this and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind.” She said, starting up the computers.“Goddammit! I don’t want to lose you! I can’t go through that again!” He yelled.“You’re not going to lose me, but you are going to have to trust me!” She said, turning to face him teary eyes. &
Bridgette sighed and leaned against the railing as she thought about how crowded her place had suddenly become. The cold air blew across her skin reminding her that she hadn’t worn a jacket or shoes. She closed her eyes, savoring the quiet as the wind whipped her hair around. She didn’t mind the chill or the numbness in her appendages. Her mind was elsewhere as she stared out at the early morning sky.“Bridgette….” Kane sighed, opening the door with a fresh cup of steaming coffee in his hands. “What are you doing out here in the cold?”Bridgette didn’t turn to look at him as he watched her worriedly. She took a deep breath of air and sighed, watching the warm air float out on the early morning breeze. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and nibbled on her bottom lip.
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