A/N: So quick note this chapter and nearly every chapter from this moment on will have some sort of extreme violent content. There are notes of BDSM in this particular chapter. I will mark the chapter the usual way just keep and eye out for the *****
“Where the hell have you been?” Digger growled, facing a trembling Ginny.
Her wide frightened eyes stared back at him. Her face was pale and she was trembling with fear. She had been gone for two and a half months before she turned up. Her hair was dirty and stringy. Her clothes had been filthy and parts of her fingers were missing. It was clear she had been tortured.
“What the hell happened to you?” He demanded when she remained quiet.
Sorry for such an extreme chapter. I know most of it was very violent but I promise all of it will make sense by the time its all said and done. Remember to vote and comment. I can't wait to hear from you.
“Bridge!” Sammy yelled, running into the house and throwing her backpack on the floor.“What’s up, kiddo?” She asked, coming out of the kitchen.“You know some really weird people. Do you know that?” She asked, looking up at her.“What do you mean?” Bridgette asked, slightly worried.“There’s been men on motorcycles outside my school for weeks now!” She said exasperatedly.“They’re there for your protection.” Bridgette whispered softly.“Oh, because of the people that my daddy knew?” She asked, blinking up at her.
A/N: Another explicit chapter. This chapter is nothing but explicit material. Skip it if you can't handle it. “So you found her?” Bernard asked, stepping inside Digger’s home. “She found me.” Digger said. “What do you mean by that?” He asked, raising a brow. “I mean the dumb bitch got us fucking compromised!” Digger growled. “What did she do?” Bernard asked, frowning. “She went and showed up at the house where the woman that bought the land was staying.” Digger g
“Are you sure that you have everything you need?” Kane asked, following her out to her car that was parked at the house in the country. “Yep.” She said, slinging her backpack onto her shoulders. “What’s in there anyway?” Kane asked, eyeing the backpack. “Bugs, a laptop, a burner phone, fake identities, some cash.” She said, rattling off a list as they climbed in the car. “Are you sure you don’t want some back up?” Kane asked, wishing it wasn’t just the two of them. “And who would you call to assist us?” She asked, starting the car. “The club!” Kane al
Kane paced up and down the hall of the house that Bridgette owned in town. He had been waiting on her to get ready to go for nearly thirty minutes now. They had still not finished their conversation from a week ago and he was getting impatient. He knew that they had left things unsaid and the feeling that everything could come to an end at any moment was beginning to drive him insane.“Bridgette! You’re running late!” Kane yelled up the stairs.“I know! Believe me I know! Can you come up here and help me?” She yelled down.Kane shrugged his shoulders and sighed. His heavy steps echoed up the stairs as he made his way up to her room. He looked around and frowned when he didn’t see her.“Where ar
Kane and Bridgette loaded up the car and on their way without further delay. She grabbed her burner phone and sent a text message to her contact that she was running late. The car ride was quiet as both were lost in their thoughts of what might happen at the meeting. She knew that she was taking a risk meeting her contact in person but she knew that it was something that she would have to do. They pulled up outside an old abandoned building off of a lake. There was a single car parked outside but no one was around. They looked at each other dubiously before Bridgette let out a frustrated sigh. She was glad that she had the foresight to prepare ahead. She reached into the back seat of her car and pulled out a book bag. In that book bag was a shoulder holster, hip holster, and a sheath for her thigh. Bridgette slipped them on and reached under the back seat of the car. She quickly grabbed her twin pis
A/N: There isn't really any explicit violence in this particular chapter but... there is a scene people might find slightly disturbing. Look for the ******Kane nodded his head in surprise at the woman’s words before he turned and began to lead Bridgette out of the abandoned warehouse. They left the briefcases in the care of the Special Agent and climbed back in the car. Kane didn’t start the car yet. Instead, he leaned the seat back a little and then reached across the console. He pulled Bridgette into his arms and just held her as she cried. After a few moments Bridgette had stopped crying and she rested her head on Kane’s shoulder.“Are you good?” He asked, looking down at her as he stroked her hair away from her face.Bridgette nodded her head
A/N: This chapter has sensitive content. Nothing explicit or overly violent... yet. There will not be any need for the asterisk.The auction was well underway while Bernard watched them bring out child after child. He had done well in procuring his merchandise this time. The youngest one was a two year old little boy. He smirked at the child’s lifeless eyes as he was forced to look at the cameras. He was paraded out on a leash and collar for potential buyers to inspect. Like flies to honey the bids began to pour in. Bernard smirked in satisfaction when the number reached two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. The auctioneer was having trouble keeping up with the incoming bids. Finally, after five minutes the price on the toddler reached two million dollars. Bernard threw his head back and cackled with glee when the auctioneer shouted sold. This night was looki
Bernard ordered his men to remove her father from the room. The two of them were to be brought back to his mansion where he would get to play with his new toy unbothered. He hadn’t been this excited in a while.Bernard sat in the office at his mansion while he waited for his new toy’s father to wake up. He decided to use the time wisely and made a few phone calls and gave his men orders that they were expected to follow to the letter without asking questions. He ran a hand across his rock hard cock. He was getting impatient for Mateo to wake up and was considering waking him up now or at least having his first taste of her now. In some ways she reminded him of Margo. The way she looked at him in hatred got his blood rushing to his member. He groaned at the thought of taking her hard and fast while dear old dad watched. He sat daydreaming about how he would take her when a thought po
Thank you for reading. I know a lot happened and there will be more to come. I promise that plot points and questions will be answered over time. Just hang in there with me as I am working on the next book in the series. The next book will be up soon with more romance, mystery, and intriegue. Bernard will be back with his villianous ways and Margo will be making some appearances here and there as the story follows new characters but helps you understand Bernard and the motives behind what is taking place. This book will be more villian centered than the first one. So look for book 2 of The Devil's Knight's MC Series: The Devil's Prey.
After a few more rounds they fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. Kane rolled over in his sleep reaching for Bridgette but frowned when he found her side cold and empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked around the room and sighed at the quiet. Kane climbed out of the bed and slipped on his underwear. He padded down the stairs in search of Bridgette.Kane went to the kitchen and noticed that the coffee maker was off. He frowned and went to the office thinking that she could be there or in the bunker. When he saw that the desk was in place he began to worry. On top of the desk was a note written in Bridgette’s messy handwriting. Tears stained some of the paper causing the ink to run and smudge a little.Kane,
“I have for a long time.” Kane whispered, crossing over to her.Bridgette stood there in shock staring up at him. A deep blush spread across her face as she swallowed the nervous lump in her throat. She blinked a few times before realizing that he stood directly in front of her. She sighed as his hands threaded into her hair, holding her still as he pressed his lips to her’s.Bridgette moaned into the kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. She stood on the tips of her toes and pressed into him as he nipped and sucked her bottom lip. Her heart pounded into her chest as she lost her senses to him. He was constantly invading her mind and even though there were more important matters to deal with her mind thought only of him.In her foggy haze she barely registered him picking he
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
Kane returned two hours later with an annoyed Mary in tow. Her jaw was hanging open as she took in the large house on the familiar property. She turned wide accusing eyes on him a moment later as her mouth began to turn down into a frown.“Are you fucking kidding me?” She growled angrily. “This is where you’ve been?”“Just shut it and come inside. We have a lot to do and not much time to do it.” He said, climbing out of his truck.“Don’t order me around, you ass!” She huffed as she followed him to the front door.To her surprise he entered the house without knocking. She scurried in behind him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe how massive the house was or how warm and
“Hey,” Dex said, coming to stand next to him.“Hey. Did you guys get everything sorted out?” Kane asked.“She’s dragging her feet and I can’t say that I blame her. She doesn’t trust anyone except Bridgette.” Dex sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to do…. We can’t expect Jess and Machine to take her in. They have the kids so their hands are full.”“I might have an idea….” Bridgette whispered, stepping outside to join them.“What are you thinking?” Dex asked, raising a brow.“Can you call your sister?” She asked, turning her eyes towards Kane. 
“Jess, I need you and Machine to take the kids and keep them safe.” Bridgette sighed.“I thought that they were safe here.” Machine frowned.“They were.” Kane said, still mad that she had put herself in danger again.“What happened?” Jess asked.“That bastard managed to get to an informant and his family. Long story short, their dead and they were under federal guard.” Bridgette sighed.“But what does that have to do with the kids?” Machine asked.“It means that if he can get to them while they’re under federal protection then he can get to me and it won't
“Bridgette, you need to stop and think about this!” Kane yelled, following her through the house.“There’s nothing to think about.” She said with a stoney face as she made her way down to the bunker.“Why won’t you stop and listen to me?” He argued.“Because you’re just going to try and talk me out of this and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind.” She said, starting up the computers.“Goddammit! I don’t want to lose you! I can’t go through that again!” He yelled.“You’re not going to lose me, but you are going to have to trust me!” She said, turning to face him teary eyes. &
Bridgette sighed and leaned against the railing as she thought about how crowded her place had suddenly become. The cold air blew across her skin reminding her that she hadn’t worn a jacket or shoes. She closed her eyes, savoring the quiet as the wind whipped her hair around. She didn’t mind the chill or the numbness in her appendages. Her mind was elsewhere as she stared out at the early morning sky.“Bridgette….” Kane sighed, opening the door with a fresh cup of steaming coffee in his hands. “What are you doing out here in the cold?”Bridgette didn’t turn to look at him as he watched her worriedly. She took a deep breath of air and sighed, watching the warm air float out on the early morning breeze. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and nibbled on her bottom lip.