Beauty: Learning to Live (Devil's Blaze MC Book 6) by Jordan Marie

Author:Jordan Marie [Marie, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-17T16:00:00+00:00

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Blade

My club was never what you would call clean. We lived there. Didn’t really give a fuck about much more than that. It was a place where we drank, smoked, fucked, got high, and did anything else that made life worthwhile. This place, though, makes my nose curl every-fucking-time. I hate it. Almost as much as I hate the man who owns it. Cecil “Drummer” Crayber. My brother. I despise the asshole. I always have. He’s my older brother, who also raised me and Preacher. When we moved out we swore we’d never come back to Cecil and ask for a goddamn thing.

Yet here I am.

It’s just another reason to hate Hayden and that ugly-fuck she’s hooked herself up with. How she could let that mangled mess of flesh crawl between her legs is beyond me. Whores are all the same. Doesn’t matter whose dick they get as long as they get something more out of it.

“Drummer you have to do something,” I growl, tired of keeping my head down, begging like a damned dog asking for table scraps. He sits on some fucking throne-like chair in this damned office and looks at me like I’m some kind of annoyance—like I’m nothing more than a piece of chewing gum he stepped on, and is now stuck to the bottom of his shoe. Son of a fucking bitch, I’m tired of it. I get Beast taken care of and Hayden pays for the shit I’ve gone through, I’ll show Drummer. I’ll take over his fucking business. Maybe I’ll let him see how much better I am at it…before I kill him.

“I did something. I sent my best man after Preacher’s dime-bag snatch you say is responsible for his death.”

“Your best man? You have got to be kidding me! He couldn’t even shoot her and he had a clear fucking shot! He drove away like some frightened kid.”

“You mean like the kid you hired to hold up her store? He did so much better.”

“That was a mistake!”

“You seem to make a lot of those,” Drummer counters and God I hate him. I lied to him when I told him that Hayden belonged to Preacher. I know if he knew she was mine, he wouldn’t give a damn. He is only helping now in order to avenge Preacher’s death. Not because he gives a fuck, but because he likes to send out messages that no one touches his world without dying.

It’s all fucking ego with Drummer. It always has been. I look at him and I doubt I hide my hate for him very successfully. His office is the back of a meat packing warehouse. The fucking thing smells like rotted flesh and gasoline. I’m not sure why—it just does. There’s a lone light dangling above his used desk and it’s not anything more than a rope and exposed lightbulb. The only thing decent in this room is the high-backed, leather chair that he sits in. He’s smoking a fucking cigar which stinks even more than the fucking room.

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