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Chapter Ninety-eight

작가: Marysol James
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“Because he’s the club’s former Head Enforcer and he’s forgotten more than I’ll ever know about dealing with threats. If your dickhead ex is skulking around, it’s Ice and his boys who’ll be on the lookout for his pathetic ass. And they’ll be the ones to pick him up, if they spot him.”

“His boys?” Jo said. “You mean the twins?”

“Yeah. And Cain too.”

“I guessed that,” she said slowly. “I just – I always felt like those four were apart from the rest of you somehow.”

“Enforcers are a special breed,
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  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter One Hundred Forty-one

    He 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

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter One Hundred Forty

    “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.

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter One Hundred Thirty-nine

    “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?”

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter One Hundred Thirty-eight

    “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. “

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter One Hundred Thirty-seven

    Jo swam towards consciousness slowly, resisting it a bit because this dream world was so soft and warm, so safe and quiet. But a part of her knew that there was something important waiting for her in the world of awareness and even though it was dark and awful, it couldn’t be avoided forever. It wasn’t going anywhere and it would wait.It was waiting.“Jolene. Hey, baby.”She groaned at the slight pain in her head but forced her eyes open at that wonderful, rough voice calling her baby. She was sure that she’d never get used to it, certainly never take it for granted.And there he was, in all of his silver-blond gorgeous glory, sitting next her bed and looking all ‘I’ve been up all night’ sexy. Not many men could look hot with messed-up hair and dark circles under their eyes and a wrinkled t-shirt, but damned if Silver Bennett didn’t look smoldering and dangerous. Meanwhile she, on the other hand, undoubtedly looked like six kinds of hell. Maybe seven.“Hi,” she managed then coughed a

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter One Hundred Thirty-six

    “And then I looked up,” Silver said slowly. “Jolene had his gun – I guess it had been up on the bed, but I didn’t see it – and she was pointing it at his head and he was blubbering and crying for me to help him. She told me to get away from Brian and when I asked her why, she said because she was going to finish this. She said that he deserved to die but it wasn’t going to be on my conscience, and when I begged her to think about this more, she said that she’d thought about it for long enough.”“Damn,” Zack said quietly. “It was a done deal for her.”“Yeah. Yeah, it was. And even as I tried to talk her down, I knew that. It was this weird and surreal moment where I was standing between them and hovering over him, like I was almost physically protecting him from her, but not because I wanted him to live. It was because I know what it means to take a human life – even a fucking worthless, piece-of-shit one – and I wanted to spare her that, even if she was sure that she wanted to do it.”

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter Seventy-six

    Then his mouth was on hers, and her words and breath were cut off as effectively as if he had his hands around her throat. She pushed hard on his chest now, and his response was to growl and shove her back again, then lift her roughly onto her desk. Papers scattered to the floor, her phone joined t

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter Seventy-five

    There she sat now in a white blouse, but it was utterly unlike any of the boxy white blouses of late. This one was crisply fitted and cut perfectly and the top two button were open, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of white lace and smooth flesh. Her trim navy blue pencil skirt was over the knee but

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter Seventy-four

    At nine o’clock, Silver dragged himself into The Garage. He was feeling rough as hell, even after four coffees, and resolved to stop drinking goddamn whiskey at 3 a.m. pretty much every night. He’d made that resolution before, of course, so he knew that he wasn’t going to fucking follow through, an

  • The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2)   Chapter Seventy-three

    Three weeks laterOn the fourth day of the New Year, Silver woke with a start, his throat closed and his heart pounding. Yet again. He was barely breathing, and that feeling of suffocation was sadly, sickly familiar.For those horrible and never-ending six fucking years in jail, he hadn’t felt like

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