Read Online Ryker Fallen Angel's MC 3 by Erin Trejo - Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Erin Trejo
Ads: Link
look at me. Pure disgust is written all over her face.
“You told me to go!” Shaking my head, Creed laughs.
“I warned you brother but shit’s just got crazier. Your parents got word that you aren’t where you’re supposed to be.” Jersey’s eyes widen before she looks at Creed.
“What? Do they know I’m here? They can’t get to me here, right?” I chuckle at that one. Now she’s worried. A minute ago she was running out the God damn door!
“They can’t touch you here if you’re an old lady. So, say hi to your new husband.” I look up to see Creed pointing at me with that fucked up smirk on his face.
Oh fuck that shit!
Chapter 19
“You must of lost your God damn mind brother!” Throwing the blankets off I stand up quickly.
“God damn Ryker! Put some fuckin’ clothes on!” Smiling over at Creed I think it’s funny that he has to stand there while my dick swings free.
“You’re in my room brother. What the fuck is this shit?” Walking towards the closet I grab a pair of sweatpants and pull them on before coming back out.
“Just what the fuck I said! You think I risked my club to throw her back out into that shit? You made that decision Ryker. I warned your ass that shit could get real and this is as real as it can get.” Holding his arms out to make his point I run my hand through my hair. This is the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard.
“Creed, come on brother! I can’t marry that girl.” Pointing over at Jersey, I don’t even look at her. My eyes are trained on Creed.
“Yeah you can and you will. You brought this shit into the club, Ryker. You made it personal, now you need to deal with it.” Creed doesn’t turn away from me either. How the fuck is this even supposed to work anyways?
“What if I don’t want to marry him?” I faintly hear Jersey’s voice but I can’t pull away from Creed.
“This is crazy! What the fuck is that gonna prove? Who the fuck am I provin’ shit to anyways?” Grabbing the old beer off the dresser I take a long drink. Shit, I need more than this shit.
“I don’t think it will work.” Jersey’s voice again. Shit I need a joint.
“Look, the only way the club is gonna to protect her is if she’s your old lady. We don’t fuck women over like most clubs but her family is threatenin’ a whole shit load of trouble if she isn’t married to someone.” Jesus Christ! My mind is a complete fuck!
“Fuck! I didn’t plan on this shit! I thought I’d get her out and let her move on!” Scrubbing my hand over my face I pace the room.
“Well she’s here now brother. Fuckin’ deal with it. We got the fuckin’ priest comin’ over now.” Shaking my head, I don’t know what the fuck to do here.
“Is that going to work?” Jersey turns towards Creed but now isn’t the time for her to talk. I need to figure this shit out.
“How long do I have to do this shit?” Screaming louder, I keep pacing.
“Fuck if I know! Until we get the other girls cleared out and safe. Get the Dusts’ and Shifters’ off our asses. What the fuck does it matter?!” Creed looks pissed yet amused all at the same time. He would find this funny.
“God damn it!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Jersey’s screams pierce my God damn ears. I look over at the same time as Creed. The girl is beyond pissed off right now.
“What the fuck you screamin’ for?” Glaring at her she puts her hands on her hips.
“Do I have a say in this? I don’t want to marry that asshole.” She points at me as she looks Creed in the face.
“No. You don’t have a God damn say in this. Now typically I’m not this much of an asshole but my brother over there made it this way. He wanted you out of that motherfuckin’ house more than the fuckin’ air he breathes. Club got brought into it, now you deal with it. This is a fuckin’ win, win for you darlin’. You have all you need here. You’ll be taken care of and not auctioned off. You’ll have the
“You told me to go!” Shaking my head, Creed laughs.
“I warned you brother but shit’s just got crazier. Your parents got word that you aren’t where you’re supposed to be.” Jersey’s eyes widen before she looks at Creed.
“What? Do they know I’m here? They can’t get to me here, right?” I chuckle at that one. Now she’s worried. A minute ago she was running out the God damn door!
“They can’t touch you here if you’re an old lady. So, say hi to your new husband.” I look up to see Creed pointing at me with that fucked up smirk on his face.
Oh fuck that shit!
Chapter 19
“You must of lost your God damn mind brother!” Throwing the blankets off I stand up quickly.
“God damn Ryker! Put some fuckin’ clothes on!” Smiling over at Creed I think it’s funny that he has to stand there while my dick swings free.
“You’re in my room brother. What the fuck is this shit?” Walking towards the closet I grab a pair of sweatpants and pull them on before coming back out.
“Just what the fuck I said! You think I risked my club to throw her back out into that shit? You made that decision Ryker. I warned your ass that shit could get real and this is as real as it can get.” Holding his arms out to make his point I run my hand through my hair. This is the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard.
“Creed, come on brother! I can’t marry that girl.” Pointing over at Jersey, I don’t even look at her. My eyes are trained on Creed.
“Yeah you can and you will. You brought this shit into the club, Ryker. You made it personal, now you need to deal with it.” Creed doesn’t turn away from me either. How the fuck is this even supposed to work anyways?
“What if I don’t want to marry him?” I faintly hear Jersey’s voice but I can’t pull away from Creed.
“This is crazy! What the fuck is that gonna prove? Who the fuck am I provin’ shit to anyways?” Grabbing the old beer off the dresser I take a long drink. Shit, I need more than this shit.
“I don’t think it will work.” Jersey’s voice again. Shit I need a joint.
“Look, the only way the club is gonna to protect her is if she’s your old lady. We don’t fuck women over like most clubs but her family is threatenin’ a whole shit load of trouble if she isn’t married to someone.” Jesus Christ! My mind is a complete fuck!
“Fuck! I didn’t plan on this shit! I thought I’d get her out and let her move on!” Scrubbing my hand over my face I pace the room.
“Well she’s here now brother. Fuckin’ deal with it. We got the fuckin’ priest comin’ over now.” Shaking my head, I don’t know what the fuck to do here.
“Is that going to work?” Jersey turns towards Creed but now isn’t the time for her to talk. I need to figure this shit out.
“How long do I have to do this shit?” Screaming louder, I keep pacing.
“Fuck if I know! Until we get the other girls cleared out and safe. Get the Dusts’ and Shifters’ off our asses. What the fuck does it matter?!” Creed looks pissed yet amused all at the same time. He would find this funny.
“God damn it!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Jersey’s screams pierce my God damn ears. I look over at the same time as Creed. The girl is beyond pissed off right now.
“What the fuck you screamin’ for?” Glaring at her she puts her hands on her hips.
“Do I have a say in this? I don’t want to marry that asshole.” She points at me as she looks Creed in the face.
“No. You don’t have a God damn say in this. Now typically I’m not this much of an asshole but my brother over there made it this way. He wanted you out of that motherfuckin’ house more than the fuckin’ air he breathes. Club got brought into it, now you deal with it. This is a fuckin’ win, win for you darlin’. You have all you need here. You’ll be taken care of and not auctioned off. You’ll have the
Similar Books
