INICIAR SESIÓNIn two steps he was on her, yanking her up straight and turning her around to face the wall. She gasped at the change in dynamic: her teasing and taunting were shoved roughly to one side and now he was in full and total control. Jo trembled as he dropped a slow, sexy kiss on her right shoulder, then lightly nipped her soft skin before moving his mouth to her ear. “Don’t you move, angel,” he murmured. “Keep facing forward.” **** Jolene Angeles is fresh out of a nightmare marriage and parked at a roadside biker bar hunting for one thing: Mr. Right Now. In a few days, she’ll have a new job, a new city, a new life, and a single, forgettable one-night stand feels like the perfect way to burn the past down. Then she meets Zeke. Silver-eyed, dangerous. Exactly the kind of mistake she wants. One night, no names, no aftermath. Zeke “Silver” Bennett doesn’t lose control. Ever. He learned that lesson once, and it nearly destroyed him. So when he spots the dark-eyed woman across the bar, he knows the rules: one night, clean break, no complications. Until fate throws them together again... and secrets start detonating. They didn’t tell each other the truth. Now they’re forced to decide: can trust be built on lies? And if the truth finally comes out – raw, painful, unforgiving – will either of them be brave enough to risk real love?
Ver másHe moved his arms around her small body now, just held her close, reassuring himself that she was safe and whole. A bit of damage, definitely some monsters and ghosts, but still… she was here. He could work with that and everything else could be coped with over time and together.Against his body, she took a deep breath, exhaled. “Silver?”“Yeah, Jolene?”“Take me home. Please.”“You mean my place, remember?” He held her away from him, looking into her eyes. “You can’t stay at your place again until we get the bedroom sorted out.”“I remember,” she said. “And that’s what I meant when I said home.”He held his breath, wondering if he was understanding what was going on here. “You mean – you want to stay with me? Even after I get the bedroom sorted out?”“Silver,” she said in mock exasperation. “Don’t you know that my home is where you are?”“No.”“Now who’s not very bright?”“Hey,” he said. “You ask to move in with me and then you say that I’m kinda dumb?”“Yes.” She smiled at him, smi
“Revenge? For a citizen? For a crooked lawyer under federal investigation?” Silver scoffed. “No way, sweet thing. They don’t give a shit about anyone outside of their own MC’s and I’m not totally sure they even really care about their brothers. They’ll be after Wolf and Scars for something, that’s for sure, but who knows what. And frankly, if Viking’s doing his magic trick of making a body disappear, Crusher and Dawson can suspect us all they want, but they can’t prove jack-shit. They know they have no leverage.”“But will they care about proving anything?” she asked. “Aren’t they the types that just do what they want, regardless of proof?”“What can they want to do to us?” Silver said reasonably. “Nah. They’ll come at Wolf with accusations, he’ll deny everything and there will be bad blood. There’s already plenty of that, though, so all that will happen is we’ll all go back to quietly fucking loathing each other in our respective clubhouses, and carry on as usual.”“Really?”“Really.
“Silver –”“I don’t know, I swear to you. I’ve never known. Viking’s never told anyone how he does what he does, whatever the hell that is. I don’t know if he dumps the bodies in another state, or if he disintegrates them in a vat of acid, or if he chops them up into fifty pieces and scatters them in different lakes and rivers across Canada. I don’t think he’s told any of us, as far as I can tell. Except maybe Wolf and I wouldn’t even count on that, to be honest. I’d imagine that the deal is that the less anyone knows, the better, and no one person knows everything. If I ever got picked up for something, I’d have no idea where the bodies were buried – or even if the bodies still existed.”“No body, no crime, right?”“Exactly. That’s why I think that Viking’s made sure that there aren’t any to be found. If you really want to know what happened to your asshole ex, you’ll have to ask Viking – but don’t expect him to tell you, baby. I don’t think he ever will.”“I’m OK with that.”“Yeah?”
“So you know that for almost five years, that man made me not trust my own thoughts, my own eyes, my own memories. I didn’t have the first clue what I really believed or wanted, what I liked and enjoyed. He made me question every single thing that I thought I knew, to the point that I questioned my perception of reality and my own sanity.”“I know, baby.”“So let me tell you this clearly and with zero confusion: I wanted to kill him. I made that decision all on my own, with perfect understanding and knowledge about the consequences. I made a choice and I made it a long time ago, long before Wednesday night. I’m asking you to please let me stand by what I decided and did. Don’t try to rewrite what I wanted, or what happened, or ask me to lie about it. Please, Silver. Please try to understand that expecting me to live a lie or a fantasy as the truth is asking me to live the way that Brian expected me to… and that’s the one way that I can’t live anymore. I won’t.”Silver was horrified. “
Yeah. She looked happy and whole, just sitting there in that perfect red dress and she was the brightest damn thing in the room.His silver eyes fixed on the empty seat across from her and without a single conscious thought, he started to move towards it. Aiming to get his ass in that chair, any wh
Nell laughed. “So are you back up this way sourcing bike parts from Roberta?”“Yep. Custom-restore on a 1920 Indian Scout.”“Holy shit. No way.”“Way. When the kid rolled it into The Garage, nobody could believe their eyes. I legitimately thought that Jinx was going to lose his mind. He had an Indi
“No. Silver, no. I mean… OK, yeah, at first there were questions. Like, almost two years ago, when Wolf walked away from Kirk Jensen’s dirty deals and mercenary contracts, and took you boys legit, the word on the street was that Wolf had lost her nerve, his hunger for the life. Truthfully, I was to
“You serious?” Nell scowled at him. “You’re the money guy, Silver, the guy who literally counts the goddamn silver. You think that doesn’t matter? You think the club doesn’t need someone honest and smart keeping track of the bank accounts and expenses?”“Oh, we do, for sure. I’m not saying that it’












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