AN OUTLAW MONSTER (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel)

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AN OUTLAW MONSTER

A Back Down Devil
MC Novel

She was going to
kill one of my brothers
…
so I was sent to stop her
–
by any means necessary.

This is the story
of how she ended up my old lady, wearing my ink, and wearing a damn engagement
ring.

***

Someone's taken out a hit on one of our members. As the
club's enforcer, it's my job to stop the killer and I'm ready to do whatever it
takes...until I come face to face with the assassin. Harlee is five feet four
of hot-headed trouble with curves that won't quit. One look into those green
eyes and I know I can't kill her...but I can't let her go, either. To save her
and save the club, I do the only thing I can: put a ring on her finger.
But now I've lied to my brothers and I've got a
woman I'm crazy about sleeping in my bed. Our relationship is fake but the way
I feel about her is real...and so is the danger we're in. We're both now
targets of a rival MC just as a crucial deal for Back Down Devil MC is
underway. I want Harlee to be my woman for keeps, whoever I have to kill to
make that happen.

one.

(trent)

I watched her take her top off,
twirling it around her finger a few times, and then toss it to some other guy.
She always teased me like that. She slowly fell to her knees, touching her
stomach and running her hands up close to her breasts but never touching them.
If seduction was an art, this chick would be getting millions for her
paintings. Get it? She put her head back, stuck her chest out, letting her left
nipple piercing shine against the soft lights on the stage. Then she fell
forward, hands hitting the stage. She crawled right to me as I sat there, not
giving a shit about the show. That wasn
’
t
my thing at all. If I wanted to fuck her, I
’
d
stand up, whip out my dick, and she
’
d
take good care of it.

Alexa came right to me and grabbed
for my leather cut.

I quickly grabbed her wrist and
grinned.
“
No
touching, right?
”

She grinned.
“
You don
’
t play by the rules,
Trent, you
’
re an
outlaw.
”

“
I
’
m an outlaw, not you,
”
I said. I took her hand
and gently kissed it.

From the corner of my eye I saw two
other guys in leather cuts approaching from the other side of the stage.

That was my cue.

I stood up and winked at Alexa. I
took out some cash and offered it to her.

“
No,
Trent. Not for all you do for me.
And to me.
”

“
Take
it, darling,
”
I said.
“
Take care of your
kid.
”

Alexa leaned back on her knees and
pulled open her thong. I took a glance down the front, seeing her flat stomach
lead way to her bare mound. She touched herself and pulled, showing me more
than I was paying for.

Goddamn, she was sweet as a pie
right out of the oven.

But I wasn
’
t in there to find an old lady. Shit, it was
a strip club for fuck
’
s
sake.

I was there for business.

I pulled at the strap of her thong
and put the money there. Then I touched her lower belly with one hand and her
lower back with the other. I pulled her close as the music thumped all around
us.

“
Go
tell your boss that the meeting is happening. Keep the music going and women
dancing. No matter what.
”

“
Will
I see you later, Trent?
”
Alexa asked me.

I backed away and she touched my
face.

“
Not
tonight, darling. Go do your thing.
”

I made it two steps and then some
asshole stood up and unzipped his jeans.
“
Get
over here, baby. How much does it cost to touch that pussy?
”

I froze and turned.

Alexa made her way to the guy. She
eyed me for a second and shook her head. She didn
’
t
want me to get involved. I lingered to make sure she was okay. The second she
came within striking distance, the asshole grabbed at her. Her tits were
dangling and when I saw his right hand go to touch her, I snapped.

I took the guy
’
s hand and twisted it,
bringing it behind his back to the point where his shoulder was going to pop
out of its socket. My other hand took a handful of his hair and I introduced
him to the edge of the stage.

Three times.

When I let him go, he tried to sit
and fell to his ass on the floor. He grabbed his face, bleeding.

I looked up and his buddy was
standing, fists balled up.

I didn
’
t have time to fucking waste. I grabbed a
beer bottle and smashed it over the guy
’
s
head, knocking him to the ground.

My attention went back to the first
asshole and I pointed it at him.
“
All
your money, right now. Consider it your fucking fine for being an asshole.
”

The guy emptied his pockets and
gave it all to me.

I then gave him a swift kick to the
ribs.

I looked up and down the stage,
making damn sure everyone saw me and understood the same would happen if they
touched Alexa - or anyone who didn
’
t
want to be touched.

I tossed the money on the stage and
nodded to Alexa.

“
What
the hell, Trent?
”

“
Your
son
’
s birthday is
coming up. Make it special.
”

Everyone called me a monster, but I
could sometimes be nice.

I walked along the crowd. Some guy
gave me a side glance. I paused and shoved his shoulder, spinning him enough so
I could knock his ass out of his chair.

Fuck it. Who was I kidding?

I was a monster.

**

I sort of felt bad for Trev. For
years we all watched the way Ripper tore the clubhouse into pieces, trying to
separate himself from the rest of the MC. He wanted the full power over all the
charters and that
’
s
just not how shit worked. The Frelen charter offered up Trev and we ran with
it. It was the right decision because the guy was tough, smart, but he
’
d been patched in and been
outlaw, riding on his own.

In other words, he knew how to make
shit happen.

None of us knew the real truth
about what Ripper was leaving behind.

Which was why I stood in a bathroom
in a strip club.

I leaned against the wall and put
my foot up. I lit a cigarette and watched as Jasper stood with his arms
crossed. He was VP of the Daurian charter and I never understood why he didn
’
t go after the President
’
s patch.

But fuck it, that was his problem,
not mine.

I was the muscle of the MC.
I
was the monster.

The door opened and in came two
members of Night Soul MC. They weren
’
t
exactly a rough and tough kind of motorcycle club, but they were strong, they
had numbers, and they were smart. Then again, they were dumb enough to buy into
Ripper
’
s bullshit,
which now left us with a target on our backs because of an empty promise made
by Ripper. It wasn
’
t
like we could give up Ripper either. His ass got blown up down in Frelen.
By
Trev.

“
Where
’
s your President?
”
Mays asked, curling his
lip.

“
Where
’
s yours?
”
Jasper asked.
“
At least I showed up. You
’
re just a fucking grunt.
You think we
’
re
stupid? You
’
re not
going to corner us and take out the new President.
”

“
If
we wanted him dead, he
’
d
be dead already,
”
Mays said.

The other guy, Ryley, was a tall
and thick tool bag, still wearing his sunglasses, his head moving side to side
like some kind of fucking robot.

His mistake?

His fucking fingers were twitching.
Over and over. Just his right fingers.

“
How
do we fix this?
”
Mays
asked.

“
There
’
s nothing to fix,
”
Jasper said.
“
There
’
s no guns. We
’
re not holding shit, guns
or cash. You know that. You
’
re
being stupid here, Mays. You and the rest of the Night Soul.
”

“
We
’
ve had this talk before,
”
Mays said.
“
Rocco gave cash.
”

“
Rocco
and Ripper,
”
I said
as I blew smoke.
“
Sounds
like a bad TV show, huh?
”

“
Fuck
yourself,
”
Ryley
said.

“
I
’
m sorry, are we holding
you up?
”
I asked. I
pointed to the toilet.
“
You
need to sit down and take a piss? Change your tampon, sweetheart?
”

Ryley puffed out his chest and Mays
hurried to put his arm around him.

Shit, he wasn
’
t saving us, he was saving
his own guy. I
’
d
dance on his fucking face so hard nobody would recognize him ever again.

“
Look,
these meetings are pointless,
”
Jasper said.
“
We
’
ve stated our case. You
need to pack it up and stay the fuck away from this town and this MC. If you
start this war, we
’
ll
have no choice but to finish it.
”

Mays stepped forward.

I stepped forward.

You could get up in any of our
faces all you want, but Jasper was VP. You don
’
t
fuck with the VP or Prez. If it was another VP or Prez, that
’
s one thing. But not Mays.

Mays only took one step though,
which was good for him. I
’
d
love to put his face through the damn mirror behind me.

“
The
war?
”
Mays asked.
“
That
’
s already been started, Jasper.
Your President started it.
”

“
He
’
s dead now.
”

“
And
your new one isn
’
t
much better. You
’
re
going to regret this. We
’
ve
made deals based on our gun supply.
”

“
There
never was a supply,
”
Jasper said.
“
That
’
s what you don
’
t get.
”

“
So
then I
’
m left with no
choice.
”

“
Meaning?
”
I asked.

“
I
’
m going to report back to
Rocco and Gunner. After that, I
’
m
not going to be held responsible for anything.
”

“
I
’
m terrified,
”
Jasper said.

Ryley with the twitchy fingers kept
going again.

I finished my smoke and tossed it
into the toilet.

I had to get ready.

I was able to calmly assess
everything. I thought ten steps ahead and that
’
s
what kept me alive and kept me at the table for Back Down Devil MC. My first
fist fight was in kindergarten and I won it. I never lost a fight. And if the
time came for me to lose? I better fucking be dead because I
’
d just get back up and
keep going until I was dead.

Ryley made the slightest of moves.

The bathroom door opened and in
walked a beautiful woman, wearing nothing but a red silk robe, untied,
completely naked under it. She skidded to a stop and let out a small yell. Her
huge fake tits bounced forward, coming out of her robe.

“
Uh,
sorry,
”
she said.

“
Is
this our parting gift?
”
Mays asked.

“
Look
at those tits,
”
Ryley
said.
“
I could keep
myself busy for days.
”

“
She
costs too much for you,
”
I said. I looked at the woman.
I think her name
’
s Amber
…
Star
…
Leslie
…
I winked at her.
“
Try another bathroom,
darling.
”

She backed away and shut the door.

“
I
think it
’
s time for
you to do the same,
”
Jasper said.
“
And not
just leave the bathroom but leave the town.
”

“
Fair
enough,
”
Mays said.
“
This isn
’
t over. In fact, we came
to make that very clear.
”

That was my moment.

Ryley and his twitchy fingers were
about to pull out a gun and shoot Jasper. Probably not to kill him but to
definitely hurt him and send a clear message to Trev and the rest of us.

That wasn
’
t going to happen on my watch.

Before Ryley could touch his gun, I
took out mine and put a bullet in his gut.

It sounded like a rocket exploded.

Ryley flew back and hit the wall
and slumped down.

“
Fucking
hell!
”
Mays screamed.

Jasper jumped forward and put Mays
against the side wall.
“
Now,
you have the message, don
’
t
you? A clear fucking message.
”

Jasper opened the door and pointed.

I stood there and watched as Mays
helped Ryley to his feet. He was whining, holding his bleeding gut, stumbling
as he exited the bathroom.

Jasper then looked at me, pissed
off.

“
What?
”
I asked.

“
This
was supposed to be peaceful.
”

“
He
was going to fucking shoot you, VP. You think I
’
d
let that happen to you?
”