The Soldiers of Wrath MC 1 Owned by the Bastard by Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow Read Free Book Online

unwilling woman at that?
    The thought of his hand on her ass annoyed her. No, it didn’t annoy her. It turned her on and she’d loved it.
    Don’t do it, Deanna. It’s dangerous. Just forget about it. You’re never going to be the kind of woman he’ll need.
    She glanced toward the small cabinet beside the bed. There was a clock with an alarm beside it and she set it to go off in the next four hours. If she slept through the night, there was a risk Demon would find her. She didn’t know how long she had before he caught up with her, but she needed to rest before she moved on. She didn’t doubt he could find someone if he really wanted to.
    Those four hours passed so damn fast, she didn’t even feel like she’d been in bed long enough for it to count before the alarm was blaring back at her. She made her way toward the bathroom, washed her face and refreshed herself.
    Within minutes she was outside at the reception.
    “I don’t suppose I can organize a cab?”
    The man behind the counter pushed the phone toward her. She glanced at the advertisement on the wall for a car company. Tapping her fingers on the counter, she waited twenty minutes for the vehicle to arrive. She thanked the man and left.
    Once in the back of the car she watched the scenery go by. She’d already told the driver the address she wanted to go to. Deanna wasn’t going to leave until she got what she wanted.
    What did she want?
    “You okay there, sweetheart?” the driver asked.
    “I’m fine.”
    “You’re looking a little troubled. You’re not running from anything, are you?”
    She gritted her teeth. The last thing she needed or wanted was a conversation about her troubles with a stranger. “Nothing. I’m good. I’ve just had a really bad night.”
    “Okay.”
    He didn’t pry any more. She rubbed her sweaty palms down her jean-covered thighs. The journey didn’t last long and she paid the cab driver, waving him off. She turned around and faced the house she’d come to hate. Her father was an asshole and her mother shouldn’t have asked her to take care of him. She loved her mother, always would, but loving this man was her biggest mistake. Tonight would be her last night of taking care of him.
    She walked up to the door and raised her hand. Deanna heard the pleasured moans coming from inside, which set off her anger. He’d sold her off to a biker group and he was here having fucking fun. She didn’t think so.
    Opening the door, she charged into the house. What she saw would be forever burned on her retinas but she didn’t turn away. She reached out, grabbing the woman’s hair and yanking her off her dad.
    “Bitch, get the fuck off me.”
    She threw the woman away from her.
    “I’ve got to talk to my fucking father.” Deanna made sure she could see the woman in case she tried to attack.
    “Deanna, what are you doing here?”
    “You’re surprised to see me.”
    “Demon and the boys wouldn’t have let you go.” Her father stood up from the sofa, tucking his cock back into his pants. She was sick to her stomach of this man. He was a vile person.
    “They didn’t let me go. I got out, but not because of you.”
    “You’ve got to go back. You’ve got to.”
    “What’s going on?” the woman asked.
    Deanna wasn’t interested in her. “Get the fuck out of here before I make sure you can’t suck cock with my fist in your fucking face.” She turned back to her father. “No, I don’t have to do shit. You used me to pay off your fucking debt.”
    She couldn’t stop herself. Deanna threw herself at him, attacking her father. “You piece of shit.”
    He must have been high, as she got a couple of hits in before he grabbed hold of her, stopping her from hurting him.
    “You need to do this for me, Deanna. They’ll kill me.”
    “Fuck you. You’re the one who can’t keep fucking clean. I’ve never touched drugs. I’ve not even gone out to party. After everything that happened with Mom, I’ve not had a life.