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30 The gig
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The Biker's Rules 31 Killer clowns
***POV - Melaena When the music starts and Damion begins to sing the words, my mouth drops open. ‘I can't count the times I almost said what's on my mind But I didn't And just the other day I wrote down all the things I'd say But I couldn't … I just couldn't Baby, I know that you've been wonderin' Mm, so here goes nothin' In case you didn't know Baby, I'm crazy 'bout you And I would be lyin' if I said That I could live this life without you Even though I don't tell you all the time You had my heart a long, long time ago In case you didn't know’ The words describe everything … it would be perfect if the song was meant for me, but it ain't. Or is it? How I wish I knew … my heart is hoping it is … my mind is telling me it’s not. My breathing becomes more urgent and rapid, my heart thumping away in my chest in rhythm with each drumbeat. My body is saying to go get him … I cross my legs to try and control the aching feeling down there, but it’s not helping one bit. I
The Biker's Rules 32 Call my name
***POV - Damion A bone-piercing scream flies through the club and my heart skips a beat, pulling my intestines into a knot. It came from the VIP section and somehow I know it was Mel. I drop everything on the stage and start running for the stairs. I have to pry myself from the grabbing hands in the crowd, and I feel like punching my way through, but eventually, I reach the next floor and stop dead in my tracks. Mel’s lying as if paralyzed on a table, blood on her throat. My heart skips at least 20 beats and for more than just a moment, I can’t breathe. Suffocating. A pain in my chest that overwhelms me … kills me. I’m sure I’m dying here. Not again … I can’t go through this again. I can’t lose her. It feels as if someone punched me in the stomach – HARD. “Damion” I have to blink a few times. Did she just call me? I must be hearing voices. “Damion! DAMION!” This time she’s shouting and I notice her body shaking, going into shock. The worry in me takes over and I ru
The Biker's Rules 33 He was there
***POV – Damion “We’ll have to carry them,” I say as soon as we walk into the office and I pick Mel up in my arms bridal style. She snuggles her head against my shoulder without opening her eyes. Axel picks up Kiara the same way and follows me to the stairway. The police are still taking statements. Chloe’s arms wave up and down as she explains something to one of the officers. “Don’t go breaking any rules,” Logan grabs my shoulder, “I’ll swing by later after everything is settled here.” “Okay, let me know.” The bouncers try to keep the press away from us, as we descend the stairs to my car, but they can’t stop them from taking photos. Ug, tomorrow we’re going to be front-page news once more. Not that I mind much … I actually like how they combine us. I position her in the passenger seat, reclining it, and buckle her seatbelt. Axel puts Kiara in the backseat and moves in on the other side. “I’ll call my dad to meet us at my house,” I say already dialing my father’s nu
The Biker's Rules 34 No laughing matter
***POV - Meleana I wake up with a jump, coughing frantically as a bunch of water is dumped on my face. I holler as the now wet shirt clings to my body and I glare to find whoever is responsible for this brutality. My eyes fall on my oh-so-lovely doggone cotton-picking brother, the evidence of the crime still in his hand. He grins from ear to ear before sprinting away. “Jackson blooming Blackburn!” I scream while pulling back the blanket from my soaked body and bolt after him. “I’m going to kill you and then make sure your sperm can’t reproduce!” I hear him howling from somewhere in the house and I run point-blank into a hard chest. Strong arms grab my waist and hoist me in the air before I can fall smack on my face. “Careful, angel.” I see Jackson’s face watching me with a huge grin from the kitchen and I feel like slapping him to smithereens. I narrow my gaze while looking at him over Damion’s shoulder. Then Damion drops me on my feet and tilts his head while his ey
The Biker's Rules 35 A mother's love
***POV - Melaena “Mom! Mom! We have a guest! MOM!” Luke shouts excitedly as soon as we enter the house. “MOM, your daughter-in-law is here!” I pinch Luke’s arm, but he just laughs. “Why would you say that?” I scold him. “Listen, I may be young but I’m not stupid. I just know you’re going to marry my brother one day,” he says rubbing his arm where it hurts. I hold up my finger to tell him exactly what I think about his loving brother, but Hayley appears drying her hands on her apron. Her surprised face lights up when she sees me and she walks forward, pulling me into a hug. “Melaena, I didn’t know you were coming? Is Damion with you?” She looks around expecting to see her son. “No,” I say, not quite knowing how to explain, so I change the subject quickly, “You have a beautiful home! Very very beautiful.” She smiles softly and her green eyes are full of love. “Thank you. Come, let’s go to the kitchen. I’m dying for some feminine company. I’m stuck with these blo
The Biker's Rules 36 Starting over
***POV - Melaena He walks up the stairs and abruptly drops me onto a bed with a black and grey quilt. The ash-colored walls contain some greyscaled images of bikers and skateboarders doing stunts. Underneath some shelves hosting helmets and trophies is a motorbike that’s converted into a table. “Are you mentally crazy or don’t you have any brains? You can’t just run off like that! What if D got to you before I did? Are you trying to get raped or something?” I swallow down some spit. I never thought about that. But it’s his fault, not mine. “Don’t you lecture me, bone-dick!” I point a finger at his nose, “If you were just 10% a decent person, I wouldn’t have to run.” He stays looking at me as if he wants to eat me alive. “You freaking laughed at me! I don’t listen to cocky, self-absorbed, social-malfunctioning devils with no hearts.” He grabs me unexpectantly and kisses me so hard I swear my lips are bruised, and then he pushes me away. “I hate you! And stop kissin
The Biker's Rules 37 The meeting
***POV - Damion It’s Thursday around 9 pm and we drive through giant steel gates entering the pier where we’re supposed to meet Scarface (the nickname Mel gave Harry). He’s chosen his location carefully, cause at the moment this entire area is closed down, though I’m not sure why exactly. However, we are rather familiar with it since we occasionally come here with our bikes to perform some stunts for our YouTube channel – The San Francisco Boys. Driving and jumping on cargo crates are quite fun and dangerous and judging by the comments from our viewers … also highly entertaining. Dad and Uncle John are in the backseat of an armored black Chevy Suburban SUV driven by armed bodyguards. Us boys are on our Reaper dirt bikes, dressed up in the same kind of clothes used by SWAT, and we’re all connected by earpieces specifically designed for tactical, covert, direct-to-ear incoming, and outgoing radio communications – all of which are sponsored by Uncle John’s company of course. I s
The Biker's Rules 38 The setup
***POV - Damion I wake up feeling a little squashed and I can’t move my legs. What the hell? I open my eyes to find the root of the problem draped across my legs. I jump up. Shit! The almost naked girl falls over and lands on the floor with a soft moan. What the fuck? There is a girl in my house, only wearing panties. I sneak a peek at the naked breasts glaring at me, the luscious body. She’s not ugly, I must admit that much, but I don’t feel any need to fuck her, nor do I want to. I passed out last night, exhausted after a grueling training session. I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch still wearing my racing outfit – thank luck for that I guess. What is she doing here? I know nothing happened, but I for sure as hell don’t want any other girl near my house or my body for that matter. Shit, what is Mel going to think about this? Will she believe me? I fucking hope so. I slam the back of the door with my palm, scaring the girl, still sitting on the floor
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