Nash (The Skulls) by Sam Crescent Read Free Book Online

can’t do this, Lash. You do this , and he could kill you. I can’t raise this baby alone.”
    “Can you get my brother into my car?” he asked, turning to Hardy. The other biker agreed and left.
    “This is not right,” Angel said. Tears were streaming down her face.
    “It’s right for this club—”
    “Your stupid club shouldn’t get to decide this.”
    Lash did the only thing he could to silence her . He slammed his lips down on hers. When she went lax in his arms, he pulled away.
    “If Nash had raised that gun and aimed it at you, even accidentally like he did, I’d kill him. I wouldn’t let him get away with hurting my woman. He’s my brother , and I’d give him a beating of a lifetime.” He looked over his shoulder to see Tiny waiting. “Eva belongs to Tiny. We all know it, and if anything happened to her, Nash wouldn’t forgive himself. I’m doing this, and then I’m going to handle my brother.” Caressing her cheek, he forced her to look at him. “But I’m going to need you to be strong for the both of us.”
    She sobbed, pressing her face against his che st. “I can do that.”
    “Good. Get her out of here, Murphy. She’s not going to like this.”
    Angel fought Murphy. Lash walked away knowing Tate would console his woman. He went in front of Tiny and waited for the punishment to be dished out. The next couple of weeks were going to be fucking painful.
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    Sophia brushed some of her fringe away from her forehead as she stood packing more boxes. The job was so fucking boring, and she was tired again. All she wanted to do was curl back up around her pillow and go to sleep. Ever since her run in with Nash that was all she wanted to do, sleep. She’d not even been tempted to go to the club in case he was mean to her again.
    Kate always had a mean thing to say about her.
    Tears welled up in her eyes once again as memories of all the horrid things people had said to her over the years came crashing down. She really did wish she could cast the memories aside and start afresh.
    Brushing away any evidence of tears, she continued working and contained her yawning. Willy came round, brushing up against her. She didn’t give him the satisfaction of acknowledging his presence.
    “What’s the matter? Can’t handle me, baby?” Willy asked.
    Some of the worker s laughed, and she looked around her. She turned to face him. “No, you couldn’t handle me, and if you keep rubbing your little dick against my ass I’ll sue you for sexual harassment.” Sophia had enough of being pushed around, by him, by Kate, and even by Nash. She was done with it all.
    The laughter died on his face. She turned away, going back to the boxes. The silence was deafening. Only the sound from the machines could be heard.
    “Get back to work,” Willy said, talking to the rest of the room.
    She kept working even as he leaned in close. His foul breath brush ed across her neck. “Sue me for sexual harassment all you want, Sophia. Just remember, I’ll be the one who’ll be walking away happy. No one is going to believe the sister of a whore.”
    Gritting her teeth, she kept assembling the boxes.
    Money for rent. Money for rent.
    “You’ve not even got The Skulls on your side. I heard what happened at the diner. Your ass is not taken and not protected.”
    His hands caressed one cheek of her ass. “Think about that the next time you mouth off.”
    Before she could do anything he’d walked away. No amount of money was ever going to make her love this job. She hated this job and the people inside it. It fucking sucked. Blocking everything out, she focused on getting her shift done.
    The work was mundane, which let her think about the one big problem in her life, Nash. She missed him so much. When she’d sent him away after he kissed her, she’d not thought through her actions at all. She’d simply reacted to what happened. The kiss had made her body react in ways she didn’t know were possible. No other man had