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Chapter Thirty

“Not many.” She thought about it. “Cooking and cleaning. That’s about it. Even before the Garden, I didn’t really have a glittering resumé. I had no resumé, actually.”“Any objections to cooking for a bunch of bikers and drunks?” Scars asked her. “You’re cool with ex-cons and sketchy types?”“What?”“Rebel needs help in the kitchen during rush times in the bar,” Scars said. “I manage Satan’s and I’ve been looking for a part-time cook, but no luck so far. I figure you can help when he’s overloaded, and then when it’s quiet, you can clean the building.”Iris had almost stopped breathing. “Do you mean that?”“Damn right I do, but Wolf has final say. As bar manager and club Vice-President, I can make the offer, but it’s his call.”Iris’ eyes snapped to Wolf’s hard face; the hope was almost vibrating off of her. It made her beauty shine bright enough to chase off the winter gloom outside the window.“Hmmm.” Wolf crossed his arms. “I’m open to it – as long as we get one issue straight betwe

Chapter Thirty-one

UtahEarly the next morningBriley approached The Garden of Divine Light from the south road, the one that didn’t go through Walton. It took an extra hour to go around, switch roads, and come back this way, but she was used to it. It was better than being seen by the townspeople going to and from the compound.She couldn’t let her fellow police officers see either.She pulled up to the guardhouse at the gate, saw that it was that creep Michael on the gate this morning. To be fair, the Guardians were all creeps, but this one hadn’t fully shaken his ex-pimp vibes when it came to looking at women, and he also had a pathetic, puppy dog desperation to please. Briley knew just by looking at him that Michael wanted nothing more than to crawl up Gideon’s golden ass and live there. Michael would do anything that his Master asked, and he’d do it happily, if it meant advancement in the Garden and basking in Gideon’s approval.Ass-kisser Michael nodded at her, buzzed her into the compound. As alw

Chapter Thirty-two

“Officer,” Gideon said, his voice a bit breathless, his hands on the redhead’s hips, moving her faster. “You have information for me?”“Yes.”“Go on.”“I traced the van licence plate to a business in Denver, Colorado,” she said briskly, ignoring the large, ugly tattoo rippling on the woman’s slim back as she gyrated on Gideon. “It’s a garage.”“And?”“And apparently the business is owned by a motorcycle club called The Road Devils.”“A motorcycle club? How did our little Iris end up getting driven away from us by a member of a group of men like that?”“I don’t know. Maybe someone from her life before?”“I don’t recall her having any connection to Colorado.” Gideon grunted, lifted the woman almost out of the water with a violent thrust; she stifled a gasp of pain. “Or to a biker club.”“Maybe she kept it from you?”“Impossible.” He moved his hand to the woman’s delicate throat, gripped her hard as the tempo of his thrusts accelerated. “She told me everything.”“But she was contacting t

Chapter Thirty-three

Iris turned over in bed, already fully awake and sure what time it was before she even opened her eyes: Zoe had brought her an alarm clock, but Iris knew that she wouldn’t need it. Her body had been quite violently conditioned to wake itself up at five every morning.She lifted her lids and looked at the clock on the small nightstand next to her bed, and sure enough, it was a few minutes before five. She sighed, knowing that there would be no return to sleep for her. She was awake.She swung her feet to the floor and got up. She didn’t have to be in the kitchen until ten to help Rebel prep everything for the lunch rush, so she had to find some way to pass the hours. Having down time was an odd thing for her now: on the one hand it was a complete luxury that Iris had nothing to do for hours on end, but on the other, she was at a loss at how to enjoy it. She had no books – not that she’d ever been much of a reader, and her school grades attested to that – or even magazines. She had no

Chapter Thirty-four

It was weird that of all the huge, scowling, scorching-hot men wandering around the MC, she felt something about Viking… a connection or a pull. Maybe it was because she’d listened to him sing for eight hours straight, or maybe because he’d been the one to unknowingly carry her into this new life. He was handsome, in a wild, savage kind of way, and strongly-built, which made Iris feel even smaller than usual.Or maybe it was because his exterior belied his interior: he was a kind man, she knew, a caring man. A doctor. The outer packaging was all black leather and jeans, tattoos and muscles, and it was all such a strong contradiction to who he was, who he really was, that it took her breath away.Argh. Stop thinking about him. Jesus.She turned off the shower and clambered out, drying herself off roughly. She went over to the dresser and pulled open the drawers, stared at the few items of clothing that Zoe had managed to find for her. Zoe had promised to take her shopping after work th

Chapter Thirty-five

Almost four hours later, Viking walked into Satan’s Bar to quickly check on Iris before his shift at Blue Dragon Ink. He was sure that she’d be a nervous wreck, seeing as it was her first day at a brand-new job. He imagined that she’d be going through some serious culture shock, having been in a cult for a year, and now surrounded by new people in a new place. The fact that these people were members of an MC would surely only add to her sense of uncertainty.What he saw stopped his dead in his tracks.Iris was standing at the bar talking to Cain, Dux and Drake. She looked a bit shy and quiet, but she was smiling at them. His brothers were sitting there drinking coffee and eating what looked like cake. Satan’s didn’t serve cake, was the confusing thing – it opened for lunch at noon and although Rebel never had a problem with whipping up breakfast, baked goods weren’t part of his culinary repertoire.Perplexed, Viking walked over and Iris glanced up at his approach. When she saw that it

Chapter Thirty-six

“Well,” Viking said, kicking down hard on his anger. “The food that you make now is for everyone, even you, baby. You want a muffin or bread or a burger or anything – you just have it.”She tilted her head at him, her face framed by intricate black braids that resembled wreaths of flowers. With her bright purple eyes, pink cheeks, and red-rose lips, she looked pre-Raphaelite: delicate and yet vibrant.“You know what,” Iris said. “You’re right. Time to break the habit of denial, huh?”“You know it,” Dux said. “Starting with a muffin!”She took the top muffin and looked at it for a few seconds, examining her work. Then she took a bite and looked surprised. “I don’t remember them being that sweet.”“Your taste buds are off,” Cain told her. “They really aren’t sweet at all.”“Yeah, well, I’m really not a sugar person. But having said that, these are pretty good.” She took another bite and chewed thoughtfully. “Maybe tomorrow I’ll make carrot. I remember liking those the best in my life be

Chapter Thirty-seven

Iris dried the last saucepan and hung it up on its designated hook, gave the counters a final wipe, checked that the fridge was shut tight, and took off her apron. Her first full day in the kitchen was done, now on to the cleaning she hadn’t gotten to between meal rushes.She caught her reflection in the gleaming metal counter, and was surprised at how happy and glowy she looked. It was funny to think how her life had utterly changed in some ways, but stayed exactly the same in others. After all, she was still cooking and serving and cleaning, still getting up stupid early and staying on her feet all day – but this felt completely different.This time, it was her conscious, informed choice to do all of these things. This time she was getting paid. This time, she could eat the damn muffins and the pasta.She went out to the bar area and saw that Cole was already pouring drinks for the hovering waitresses, while Holt and Cowboy sat chatting. When they spotted her, they jumped to their f

Chapter Thirty-eight

Viking skirted past the women at the bar, all flirting wildly with Cole as he poured out a pitcher of Margaritas. These girls looked to be digging in for the night, and Viking was grateful that Iris’ room was way at the other end of the building, over Wolf’s office. She wouldn’t hear much going on down here if she wanted to get to bed early.He walked through the room, looking for her everywhere, poking his head into the supply closet and then the crash rooms. In the fourth room, he found her vacuuming.“Hey,” he said but she didn’t hear him over the running motor; he wasn’t keen to scare her, so he stood in the door patiently, waiting for her to turn around and notice him.She bent over to pick up something from under the bed and Viking suddenly found himself looking at her ass, sweetly rounded in her baggy jeans. He knew that he should do the decent thing and look away, just drop his eyes and turn away, or better yet, leave…but she was curvy in ways that he hadn’t imagined, and yes,

Chapter Thirty-nine

“Nooooo. God, no. Iris, you know you’re safe here, right? Nothing goes on that you don’t know about beforehand and consent to… you get that? No matter what we all look like we’re capable of, nobody is going to show up at your door one night and force their way in.”Iris took a deep breath. “I get that. I do. It’s just – sometimes I kind of forget.”“Conditioning and training are powerful things. In the case of fuckers like Gideon, they’re called brainwashing.”“Yeah, they are. OK, so… what does this mean, that you’re staying upstairs with me?”“It means that Cain gets to go home and sleep at night in his own bed, and then he can go to work the next day actually rested. He works on Cowboy’s ranch, you know.”“No,” she said, surprised at both of those pieces of information. “I assumed they both worked around here somewhere. It seems like you MC members are all connected to the club businesses one way or another.”“It’s true that quite a few of us are, but some of the guys have their own

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