Broken by the Biker by Evelyn Glass

Author:Evelyn Glass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mc romance, Motorcycle Club romance, biker romance, dark romance, secret baby romance, second chance heist romance, bad boy romance
Publisher: eBook Publishing World
Published: 2018-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

He hung around the garage until it started to get dark, then got on his bike and crossed town to Trish’s building. She never came to the garage—not anymore—but everyone knew that Declan kept her in style in a condo building in the nicest part of the city.

Everyone knew because he bragged about it, right along with how long she sucked his cock, and all the kinky things he made her do. Most of the guys rolled their eyes about it. Some of them were jealous, and Mason had always listened and wished there was a way to check in on Trish. Not that she’d have wanted him to. Their friendship was too long ago for him to pull that card now. Not after he’d turned her down when she’d finally told him she was interested.

He didn’t regret it, at all. Trish had been in a dark place when it had happened, and Mason had been in the worst of his PTSD inspired freakouts after his tours and his sister’s death. They would have destroyed each other if they’d tried to be together, but Trish didn’t see it that way. Not at that time, anyway, and he wasn’t sure what she would think now. She certainly hadn’t spoken to him since outside of club business.

If Declan caught him anywhere near her place, he’d freak out. He wouldn’t care that Mason and Trish were friends back to grade school—Mason’s sheer presence would be a threat to his property. And Declan wouldn’t be thinking of it in terms of a woman he cared about and wanted to protect; Declan was the kind of dick who decided he owned a woman, and didn’t ever let her leave unless he was done with her. When he was done with her, she’d be turned out of the apartment on her ear, left with nothing. He thought Trish was smart enough to realize it, to sock something away for when Declan was done with her. But he worried about her, all the same.

He checked the block for Declan’s Harley, but it wasn’t anywhere in sight. Still, he was careful as he walked to the door of the building. The inner door was locked; you either had to have a keycard or be buzzed in. He scanned the mailboxes, found Trish’s name, and punched her number into the intercom.

It took a bit for her to answer. “Yeah?” he heard finally, a layer of irritation buried under a lot of nerves.

“Trish? It’s Mason. Mason Butler? I know you may be pissed at me, but—”

The door buzzed, loud and intrusive. It took a moment to realize that and after a moment, he pulled the door open. That had been unexpected.

Back in grade school, he’d been a skinny kid with a junkie mother. He’d coped with everything by burying his nose in books and pretending nothing mattered. Trish had been Patty back then, but she’d been the one kid who didn’t seem to mind that he sometimes wore the

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