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Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1)
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With my fingers gliding across his flesh, I kept contact as I moved around to his back and across the broad expanse between each shoulder. Afterward, I ran my fingers in a soft caress over the nape of his neck—God, how I'd always wanted to touch him in this way—and then began making my way over to the opposite shoulder, shortly coming around to his collarbone. Afterward, with a pivot of my fingertips, and practiced turns of my feet, I came a full one hundred and eighty degrees, facing him again. As I gazed into his eyes, my breathing increased, and I felt myself give a small pant as I moved my fingers down to his chest... Shattered-Way down we Go" - A heart-wrenching tango of love, loss, and redemption unfolds as Marlowe Mills, the daughter of the president for The Sons of Morning Star MC, is secretly in love with Torin Montero, a member of her father's MC, who becomes her father's rival and her silent protector. However her love is torn apart by a brutal betrayal. When the embers of their past reignite, Marlowe finds herself in the treacherous embrace of a Mob boss's son, entangled in a web of obsession and danger. But fate has a twist in store: Torin lives, scarred and driven by his own vendetta. As the lines between love and vengeance blur, Marlowe must choose between the comfort of the shadows or the tumultuous dance of destiny.
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As I noticed the bouncers near the VIP room eyeing the dancers, red flags went up. One of them, a heavily built man with a shaved head and a neck tattoo, whispered something into a small earpiece. With my curiosity piqued, I glanced over at Tannin, but she was busy shaking a cocktail and didn't notice the men's actions.As I watched the men, the music switched back to a fast-paced tempo, and the bar's rhythm picked up again. Shrugging off the men, I turned to the row of taps behind me, pouring beers with the precision of a seasoned pro. As I was topping off the glasses, a hand slammed down onto the counter, interrupting my flow. I looked up to see a tall, well-dressed man with a sharp jawline and piercing blue eyes, and two penguins' flanking him, peering in my direction."That was quite a display," he stated, his voice a low rumble. His cologne circled around me, a heady mix of something intoxicating.I nodded, placing the freshly poured beers down on the bartop, my smile never waver
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Later that evening, I parked LadyBug in the bar's parking lot. As I put the transmission in park, I took a moment to glance around. The parking lot was filled with a mix of luxury cars like Mercedes and Jaguars, alongside the usual pickup trucks and beat-up old cars. It was clear that tonight was not a typical night for the bar's patrons. Adjusting my ponytail and wiping away a smudge of lipstick under my lip in the rearview mirror, I opened the car door and stepped out.The moment I did, the intense heat instantly erased the coolness the car's air-conditioner had provided, and caused me to grimace at the muggy, oppressive feeling of the evening air. Within minutes, I'd made my way through the employee's entrance. The scent of cigars, cologne, and a hint of perfume filled my nostrils, blending with the slow jazz music that drifted from the open doors of the bar into the employee's lounge. A burly bouncer, dressed in a sleek black suit and sporting a small earpiece, acknowledged me wit
Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1) Chapter 39
Come the next morning, I stared at my roommate, Brian Remington, my eyes wide with desperation. "Please let go of my toaster!" I begged.Brian wore a mischievous grin, my beloved toaster in his hand, a look of triumph on his face. "Oh come on, it's not like I'm never going to give it back," he said, his voice filled with laughter, seemingly taking great pleasure in my distress."I need it for breakfast," I pleaded, my stomach growling with hunger. "I can't start my day without an Eggo, you know that," I protested.Giving another chuckle, he took a bite of his own Eggo, the crispy waffle dripping with syrup. "You're such a weirdo," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "You and your Eggo obsession."I gritted my teeth and tried again. "Please, just give it back. I'll do anything."Brian raised an eyebrow. "Anything?" he repeated, his voice filled with intrigue.I nodded eagerly, my desperation getting the better of me. "Yes, anything. Just give me back my toaster."Brian grinned. "A
Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1) Chapter 38
Three days after the disastrous birthday dinner, I’d moved out of the compound amid loud protestations from Ginger, Rook and Burdock, but I’d heard nothing from Torin. And, as one day had passed into two, I continued shutting Torin out of my life. By the end of the week, I’d gotten my old job back with Jess at the bar and was moving forward with my life.The night of the eighth day after leaving Torin behind me, my phone buzzed with a text message, and picking it up, I read the message.Torin: When I Was Your Man by Bruno MarsInsanely, I gave a sniff with the sudden moisture that sprang to my eyes. Ridiculous that something so simple as a song could bring me to tears. Torin never did anything without purpose though, so I knew there was a message within the song he wanted me to hear. After bringing the song up on my phone, I closed my eyes, and listened.A few days later, checking my mailbox after I got home from work, I found a plain white envelope inside with nothing on it but my f
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Pots boiled around me, the aroma of the garlic and wine sauce, awaiting the mussels, filled the air, and glancing at my phone, I noted the time. Picking up the plates, silverware, and the two wine glasses I’d balanced on the plates, I carried them over to the table I’d set up in the bar area.Setting out the plates and silverware, I eyeballed the table, then shifting the candles I'd purchased, I stepped back, judging my handy-work. Satisfied at last, with the way everything looked, I returned to the pots and pulled the lobsters out. As they cooled, I prepared citrus butter to brush on them, and then placed the lobsters in the broiler.When the tails were finally broiling, I washed and pulled the beards off the mussels, then dumped the lot in the prepared pot, setting the timer for five minutes.An
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Another week passed, and to help it do so, I spread my time between wandering around the yard and watching television. I hadn’t seen Jax since the incident, and though curious, I wasn’t curious enough to ask about him. Truth was, I welcomed the fact he wasn’t around.~~The day passed, though it did it in its own sweet time and it was almost noon the following day before I finally heard from Torin. It came in the form of being roughly turned and jerked against him as he buried my mouth beneath his. His erection dug into my abdomen as his lips and tongue danced in erotic fashion against mine, before stepping back, he whispered, “Missed you.”My panties grew damp with the need pumping through me and throwing caution to the wind, I reached out and began pushing Torin backward.Guiding him out into the hall, I continued to back him up, moving us toward the supply closet. Jerking the door open, I gave him a shove into its interior, then following behind; I pulled the door shut and locked
Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1) Chapter 35
~MARLOWE~I hadn’t seen anything out of Torin all day, and I now wandered around the compound. The evening sky was lit with bright stars, casting a silver glow over the landscape. The air was alive with the hum of engines and the murmur of voices, the scent of leather and gasoline hanging heavy in the air. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as I made my way through the bikers, and glancing around, I saw Jax watching me. A small shudder rippled down my spine. The man made my skin crawl. But it wasn't the biker that troubled me right now. It was the knowledge that Torin had had feelings strong enough toward Sobain to make her his ol' lady at one time, and to be honest, I didn't like it. I had always thought of Torin as mine, and I felt a sense of jealousy. I tried to push the feeling aside, telling myself that it was petty and childish, after all, I had no claim on him. As the night wore on, I finally spotted Torin sitting with Sobain more and my heart twisted with every smile
Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1) Chapter 34
**~TORIN~**"So, what you been up to?" I asked Reif, pulling him into my side in a friendly hug as I began moving us forward, and out of earshot of the others.With a shake of his head, Reif muttered, "Living in Hell!""Sorry, kid. It really been that bad?" I questioned, though I had little doubt it had."Yeah, man. It was bad enough before Mom started dating that piece of shit, but after..." his words trailed off as he gave a shrug. "Let's just say I irritated the hell out of him and leave it at that," he growled.I didn't need to be told. Reif's clamming up told me just what he had gone through without him having to say it. I wanted the bastard's name, but I wasn’t going to push. Reif would tell me when he was ready. And when he did....I hated slimy pieces of crap like whoever this low-life was. They didn’t deserve a place on earth, in my opinion. Oh, yes, I was a killer, and most likely would meet each slimeball I had taken out over the years in Hell when I arrived there—but I wou
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**~MARLOWE~**I didn’t recognize the teen who walked into the common room, but it was obvious he wasn’t new to the place, nor to the members, as several called, “Reif! What you doin’ here, man?”Silky, dark-brown strands of slightly wavy hair reached the teen's shoulders, and as his head lifted at the greetings, I sucked in a small breath. His eye color was devastating to the senses: liquid gold shot through with striations of cerise.Unable to help myself, I stared. I had never seen eyes so beautiful. They were surrounded by thick, almost black lashes, causing their unusual coloring to practically jump out at a person. The thought passed through my mind that he was going to draw the females like a magnet as he grew older: from his dark hair, to the olive tint of his skin, to his slightly taller than six-foot frame, he was stunning—but angry. Oh, so angry.As I drew my eyes away from the beauty of the teenager, my thoughts fell to the dark-headed woman Torin had been speaking with. Wh
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