Semua Bab Savage Sons MC Books 1-5: Bab 101 - Bab 110

AngelaThe laughter died on his lips the moment I said the words. His handsome face closed down and he risked a glance down at my stomach before he could stop himself. There was genuine worry on his face. “You mean…?”Laughing, I shook my head. “Fuck no, what kind of moron do you think I am. Knocking me up isn't the reason you are going to marry me, Monster.”“I wouldn't have married you even if I had put a kid in you, Angela, that’s not the way the world works anymore.” His grip on my arms tightened. His fingers dug into my skin and stretched the material of my blouse tight. “So, I’ll ask again, what the fuck are you doing here?”“And I told you, I’m here to get married.” All the flirtatious teasing was gone from my voice. I pressed myself against him. The hardness of his chest forced my breasts up. Monster’s eyes bugged out for a second. “You owe me, asshole.”He blinked down at me, shock and lust warring across his face. “I don’t owe you shit.”“But you do.” Reaching up, I raked m

MonsterPadding bare chested and barefoot into the kitchen early the next morning, I was surprised to find Fang nursing a cup of coffee and a face like an angry bear. He raised his head as I entered the room. Hansel appeared directly behind me, still in the clothes he was wearing the previous night, and chuckled. “Uh-oh, someone’s in trouble.”I shot him a look of disdain. Hansel was a good man, deep, deep down, but the last few weeks he had begun to get on my nerves. It was like he was purposely looking for a fight with me. Or maybe it was simply that his life was so out of control that it made me want to rip my own teeth out. “Morning.” I headed towards the coffee pot. If Fang was there to rip me a new one - and it was obvious he was - then I wanted caffeine first. “I thought I said to get rid of her.” As always, Fang was straight to business. “Not fuck her.”“You said take care of it and I did.” I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face.“Fuck’s sake, Monster, that gir

MonsterThere was something about having Angel behind me, her laughter filling my ears, that felt natural. And that all by itself was unnatural. I didn't know why she affected me the way she did, but I couldn't lie to myself and pretend she didn't. She had affected me from the moment she had said hello in Las Vegas. I had thought it was instant lust. She was beyond sexy and she owned it. But I was starting to feel unsure. Angela was deeper than she pretended to be. She wore her bitchy hard outer shell like a shield, but there was something soft under it. Something she desperately tried to hide. I didn’t know why it had taken me so long to figure it out. Angel needed someone on her side, someone to protect her. She tried to pretend her darkness was the same as mine but I was a master at seeing past the masks people wore. And the girl laughing in my ear was wearing a good one. I had never thought of myself as a protector, hell, I’d even laughed at Cyber and Havoc’s sudden personality

Monster“What the hell are you thinking?” Cyber sidled up to me outside the diner with Keeley close behind him. Everyone else was still inside, laughing, talking, getting to know each other. Angela was charming, she would have to be to win over my friends. They all knew what she had done, who she was related to. She wasn’t going to be able to flirt her way into being liked either. Her sexiness wouldn’t do her a bit of good with the men at our table. Each one of them had an old lady they would do anything for. Old ladies who would rip Angela to shreds if she stepped out of line.Leaning against the plate glass window, I stared at him. My face impassive. “What the fuck do you mean what am I doing?”Groaning, Cyber turned to Keeley. “Talk some sense into him, Keeley, he will listen to you.”My cousin didn’t say a word, she just continued to stare at me, wringing her hands in front of her. She looked nervous. And so much like the little girl who always told it how it was no matter what

MonsterThe clubhouse was full when we arrived, all piled into Keeley’s clapped-out little car. I had wanted to take my bike but I also wanted my cousin there. And I knew she wouldn’t come unless we all went together. She very rarely came to the clubhouse, not because she judged the men I called brothers, but because it just wasn't her scene. And honestly I was fine with that, I hadn't been lying to Angela about Keeley being a sweet girl.“Looks like the party started without us.” I didn't even try to hide my excitement. I might not like clubs, but I liked a clubhouse party. There, amongst my own people, I didn't have to hide who I was because they already knew. They knew and they accepted me anyway. “Yeah.” Angela said from the back. She wasn't happy about being shoved back there but then I was betting there wasn't much Angela was ever happy about. She was a spoiled princess who was prone to temper tantrums, but I was sure I could fuck that out of her. Earlier she had tried to throw