Raze: A Steamy MC Daddy Enemies To Lovers Romance (Wolf Rider MC Daddies Book 4) by Zack Wish

Author:Zack Wish [Wish, Zack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zack Wish Books
Published: 2025-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Raze

“So this is the place,” I mutter.

“Yup,” Nico replies, his hands still wrapped around my waist as I plant my boots on the ground and turn my motorcycle’s engine off. “This is the place.”

It’s a dive called Marty’s, a shithole on the edge of town where lowlifes like Snake and Tito drink away their bad decisions. Nico’s intel led us here, his voice cracking in the interrogation room as he spilled everything—names, places, and the big fish, the Broker, the guy pulling the strings on the crew that’s been hitting our shipments. The boy talked, and it looks like he did in fact tell the truth.

My Harley’s parked in the shadows, engine still warm, and Nico’s beside me, his lean frame tense under his leather jacket. The night air’s thick with the threat of rain, and my blood’s humming, ready for what’s coming. I’m the lead enforcer for the Wolf Riders MC, and tonight, I’m here to end this little problem once and for all…

I scan the lot, my eyes catching on a beat-up old Chevy, its paint chipped, one headlight busted.

“That their ride?” I ask, my voice low, rough from the ride and the weight of what’s about to go down.

Nico nods, his blue eyes sharp despite the faint redness around his wrists from the zip ties.

“Yeah. That’s Snake’s car. They’re here.” Nico’s voice is steady, but there’s a tremor beneath it, like he knows how deep he’s in. He’s not wrong. He’s bait in a trap, and I’m the one springing it.

But after that spanking in the clubhouse, the way he broke under my hand, calling me Daddy before sucking my cock, I’m not sure where the line is anymore—between business and something else altogether.

I shrug off my Wolf Rider jacket, the leather heavy with the snarling wolf patch that marks me as a target in a place like this. I’m going in incognito, blending into the crowd of drunks and hustlers.

My .45 is tucked under my shirt, a familiar weight against my hip.

“You wait five minutes,” I tell Nico, my eyes locking onto his. “Then you come in. Walk the room, signal who’s who. Subtle. Point out Snake, Tito, and the Broker. You fuck this up, boy, and we’re both done.”

Nico nods, his jaw tight, but those eyes—defiant, bright, and too damn pretty—hold mine a beat too long.

“Got it,” the boy says, his voice softer now, almost like he’s trying to prove something… to me or himself, I’m not sure.

I should move, get inside, scope the place out.

But something stops me, a pull I can’t shake.

Nico’s standing close, the heat of him cutting through the cool night air, and before I can think better of it, I grab his face, my scarred hands rough against his smooth skin.

I kiss the gorgeous boy, hard and quick, my lips crashing into his. Sparks fly, electric and raw, and for a second, the world narrows to his mouth, the connection between us undeniable by the way he leans into it, just a fraction, before I pull back.

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