All Chapters of The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Killer “Since you delivered him, why don't you name him?” Sienna says and a small smile plays on my lips. “If you insist.” I say as Frost rolls her eyes, already knowing what I did. We’ve surpassed visiting hours at the hospital and I can admit, I have enjoyed the time I had holding the baby. He looks like he was going to be a handful. Venus, After, Mercy and Whisp came around 1pm to see them, and brought a new outfit for him. They gushed and carried him, Mercy and After fighting for the last few minutes. Frost disappeared during that time and got us something to eat. My sister knew I couldn’t be too long without sustenance. Spade, Knight and River came for a visit, bringing Sienna some cake and fresh clothes. She was getting discharged around 3 this afternoon. The two of us had lots to talk about. “Yes, I insist,” She doesn't look at me, which is strange, but I let it slide when my phone rings. “Yo, didn't know you can deliver babies,” The rough voice on the other end s

Sienna “You can sign here, and your driver will be here any minute now,” Hannah says as she hands me the cap for the pen with her free hand. “Got a name for him yet?” “Kaleb Marcus Stone,” That deep voice has me gritting my teeth, but I say nothing. He got everything sorted out. And even though it is almost 5 in the afternoon, I am glad to get my kid out of this place. “Hey Kills, thought you were heading out with River and Spade was getting Sienna?” Hannah says as she lifts little Kaleb to her nose.“You thought wrong. Sienna and I need to catch up, don't we, Sienna?” My pulse kicks in as I shiver at the cold promise in his voice. A killer. I must remember he is a killer.Hannah must not sense the double meaning and vow in his lethal voice, but even the 10 years since I have allowed him to see me cannot take away that knowing. How could it, when this guy that is standing by the doorway of my hospital room door, dressed in black leather pants, a thin Henley cotton top, tattoos fr

SiennaAround the walls are dark wooden planks giving the white walls a cosy but clean finish. The air in the room is clean, the carpet is a light thick beige luxury, perfect in case Kaleb falls, or heaven forbid I dropped him. I read up about stories of people who dropped their kids.The bed I am lying on is a queen-size, with a white leather headboard and matching duvet. Kaleb’s cot is set up a distance away. It is a dark oak, wooden cot and looks almost new. Around his cot is a feeding chair, changing table, bottles, diapers, a baby bath and tons of toiletries, I doubt he would ever finish.My door opens slightly and Natasha walks in, her face still messed up from the beating she took, but it doesn’t hide her smiling face as she practically pounces in the room and hugs me. I pinch my face in pain but hug her back for a bit. She stands to her full height and I see the tears in her eyes.“I didn’t know you were pregnant, I wouldn’t have…” “Oh, come on, it’s water in the Atlantic.

Killer“I’ve been wondering, what the fuck could have ticked them off so much they left her with the dead guy and vanished? That just doesn’t gel with me,” Zero rubs at his scar a sign something isn't adding up.I already have my suspicion about that, but I never voiced it until I had the facts. Natasha is not someone I’m keen on talking to just yet. I needed to keep my eye on Sienna; I suspected she had much bigger fish to catch, and I was going to enjoy the trip. We didn’t get to talk in the car; I knew she was in pain, and when she got back, I presumed she needed space. But she can’t hide forever.“Natasha isn't telling us the rest of the story. The girl is cute, but she can’t lie to save her life. Frost said she’ll handle Natasha,” River says.“Either way, Prez, I set up a meeting with the President of the Chainsaws. The MC is notorious for shooting first and asking questions later,” Zero says.“Okay, I'll send After and Mercy to be our shadows, make sure you take those fuckers ou

KillerThe flight to Seattle goes quickly, and after an hour’s drive we are arriving at the Prison.After signing in, and a talk with the warden, we wait for GABRIEL. He takes his time to get to the phone, and I lift it up.“So what brings you two fuckers all the way here?” He has changed. I remember Gabriel, he was once a close friend to Aliyana, before she married Marco and the shit fest started. His once innocent face is stained in sin, and the distant look on his face has lost any of his childhood charm.The Made-man’s curse. How the fuck he chose this over a woman and child is beyond my understanding. But he has, and now he’s tucked in this shit hole eating crappy food and sleeping with one eye on his makeshift knife and the other on his dick. “Came to congratulate you,” My words are short. His mouth thins, “Sienna had the baby? Are they safe?” I shrug, but it’s on purpose, “Depends, is your father going to be a problem?” He rubs his hand on his face and touches his nose. “I