Highway Demons MC의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Someone’s elbow hits me in the neck, roughly waking me up. Narrowing my eyes against the sunlight shining through the window just above my bed, I turn my head to the side and find Haru in a troublesome position.Haru’s head is awkwardly wedged between the corner of the wall and the headboard. Her elbow digs into my neck, and one leg is draped across my stomach. I’d forgotten that Haru is an energetic sleeper... she shifts around a lot and ends up in the strangest positions.Gently, I push her leg off me and throw my legs over the edge of the bed to sit up. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I yawn. Judging by the sunlight pouring through the window, it’s probably around noon. We should get up. My stomach definitely agrees with that idea.While getting up, I give Haru a shake to wake her, but she just hisses like a wild animal and curls into the wall. Haru is even worse in the mornings than I am... at least when it comes to waking up.I walk into the bathroom, strip off my clothes, toss t

• Violet •No matter how hard I try, I can’t see the road in front of me. Everything is a big blur. I feel sweat running down my back and forehead as I try with everything I have to keep my motorcycle straight.My body feels heavy, and I long to sleep. I have no idea how long we’ve been riding... I was so focused on the blurry bike in front of me.The bike in front of me takes a turn and comes to a halt. I bump into it and slide off my bike, almost losing consciousness. My bike falls with me, the weight crushing me before someone lifts it off. People are yelling around me, but I have no idea what they’re saying. I look up at the clear blue sky, watching a huge bird fly above my head.Wasn’t there some sort of saying that birds know when people are going to die? Flying above in circles to let you know they’re going to eat you soon? Charming, really.I close my eyes, hoping my body won’t be eaten by the bird flying above me, and lose consciousness.x-x-x-x-x• Haru •My best friend is d

• Violet •I have a dilemma going on right now. I want to be pissed off for being manhandled, but on the other hand, I’m also strangely turned on by it. I feel more pissed than turned on, though, because I have no idea what the hell Killer’s problem is.He hasn’t said much since he threw me on the bed... he’s just been staring at me with that glare of his. Shivers run down my spine because of his dark and dangerous aura. His whole demeanor is a huge turn-on for me. You’d think I’d be smart enough to stay away from a man like him.Hell, from all men, period. But nope, I feel intrigued by him.“Are you going to actually say something, or are you just going to keep staring at me?” I try to get up from the bed, but he quickly steps toward me, pushing me back onto the mattress without even touching me. I hate the control he seems to have over me, and I hate it even more that I didn’t notice it before now.“Devil shouldn’t have thrown you out,” he says with that low voice of his. “I tried t

• Killer •I have to say, I never expected those pussies to take action this fast. We were lucky that Violet spotted the scouts before they could catch us by surprise, but I’m pissed off.We managed to make it to the compound without any casualties, but the tension is running high. My heart is still pounding, making me wonder if I’ve developed some sort of heart defect. I’ve never reacted this badly to a “life or death” situation before.I glance Violet’s way and know it’s because of her. Because she was there... my heart is now a mess. That stubborn bitch wouldn’t even get on my bike. Sure, she was right. It’s safer to ride solo than with two people on one, but it still pissed me off that she wouldn’t let me protect her.Right now, I want nothing more than to take her over my knee and spank the shit out of her. Sadly, that’ll have to wait. Devil is calling everyone in for an emergency church meeting.Before heading in, I spare Violet one more glance. She ignores me, but I can tell sh

• Violet •Shit , I said fine before I even realized what I was doing. Killer almost looks relieved, but I can also see a little bit of fear in his eyes. I want to laugh, there is no way this man could be scared, right?Slowly, I push him away so I can sit up straight. “I don’t want to talk about it here.” I tell him. I don’t want people eavesdropping and I have a feeling Killer would feel the same. Killer grunts in some sort of response and pushes himself up from the bed. I make my way to get up when his hand appears in my sight.I look at it for a while, unsure what to do with the gesture before I take it, hating myself for feeling this insecure about the situation. This is not like me at all. I’m supposed to be detached, cold.I honestly want to run away but I know this son of a bitch would never let me. He would follow me, probably stalk me like the creep he is and would keep pushing me until I would finally relent. I was saving us both the energy, just getting this over with. Whe