KNIVES (RUTHLESS KINGS MC™ (A RUTHLESS UNDERWORLD NOVEL) Book 10) by K.L. Savage

Author:K.L. Savage [SAVAGE, K.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ruthless Kings MC™ Book 1
Publisher: Ruthless Underworld LLC
Published: 2021-01-07T16:00:00+00:00

I creep out of my bedroom in the corner of the clubhouse. It’s in the back. A newly renovated room near the gym. I think Reaper wanted to give me space from the guys, but I want to be close to everyone else. As much as I wanted my father to leave me alone, I hate being alone. Sometimes, he would sneak into my room and hold me, and I was so afraid; I didn’t want his touch, but I wanted the company.

How sick is that?

It’s why I’m on the couch right now, sleeping with Tyrant at my feet and Chaos by my head. Tyrant is Juliette’s dog, and Chaos is Skirt’s. I fell asleep watching reruns of Friends, but the sound of the front door opening and closing has me stirring. I glance out the window right as the motion light comes on outside, and that’s when I see Knives. He is leaning against the porch rail, the puffs of breath fogging in front of him as he breathes in the cold air, and he hangs his head.

Something is wrong.

I rub my eyes and get up. The dogs groan, not too happy to be jostled and roll to their backs at the same time. The only dog missing is Lady. She’s been hanging on to life, and the vet doesn’t understand why. It’s killing Poodle. He barely leaves his room so he can be with her. It’s sad.

“Good boys,” I say to them, patting their heads, so they know they are loved. I wrap the fluffy blanket around me and make my way to the front door. I open it and carefully close it behind me.

Knives hears the door click and turns around. My breath catches from how beautiful he is. The scalding blue eyes sear a brand on my heart in the shape of his name. The mug he has in his hand drops to his crotch to cover the bulge, and that’s when I notice he is wearing a black onesie.

That hugs everything.

Yeah, the mug doesn’t hide a thing. And as funny as it should be that this badass biker is in a onesie, I find myself wishing I could unclasp the white buttons to reveal the hair on this chest.

“I… uh… it’s laundry day. This is what I wear when I need to wash clothes,” he says, bringing his fist to his mouth as he coughs. “No one usually sees me in this.”

“I like it,” I smile, keeping my hand clutched on the blanket. My feet are freezing, and the deck is just as cold as the air. I sit down in a rocking chair, and he forgets that he is covering his bulge when he brings his mug to his lips, taking a long sip.

My eyes drop to his crotch and widen. It’s impressive. I can see the outline of his piercings too.

“Knives—”

“—No, let me.” He sets his cup down on the rail and kneels. It’s funny to see him in something other than his

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