The Mafia King's Siren (Death Riders MC Book 3) by Beth D. Carter

Author:Beth D. Carter [Carter, Beth D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2023-05-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Damon sat on the sofa, reading over the file spread before him. An old high school picture of Zaylah rested near his elbow. Her eyes back then had held innocence. A wide-eyed excitement for a future filled with dreams. The transcript stated she had been a good student. Had entered college to study art history, but had dropped out to take over raising her younger brother and sister. A second picture showed a body covered under a tarp. Brady Wence had been found floating in the Mississippi River, but something about it rubbed Damon wrong. Perhaps because the police investigation had been cut short, listed as an accidental drowning. Or maybe because as soon as her brother was laid to rest, she’d started singing at Patrick O’Shannon’s club.

His gut was saying it was all connected. He just had to put the pieces together.

A knock sounded on his door. He closed the file before bidding the person to enter. Massimo walked in, minus Zaylah.

“Where is she?” he demanded.

“She’s dancing.”

Damon stood and glanced through the one-way glass overlooking the dance floor of his club. It didn’t take long to spot her. Although she wore a bland-looking dress, her beauty eclipsed every fucking person below.

“Why is she down there?”

“She wanted to dance, and…”

Damon didn’t take his gaze off her. If a man dared touch her, he was going to rip the fucker’s arms off.

“And?” he prompted.

“I thought I’d give you an out.”

That managed to draw his attention and he glanced at Massimo. “An out?”

“If you wanted it.”

“I thought you liked her.”

“I do,” Massimo said with a shrug. He flopped down in the chair in front of his desk.

“But I like you more.”

Damon glanced back at her. Another woman danced by her and snuck an arm around Zaylah’s waist. He thought she’d pull away, but much to his surprise, she turned into the woman’s embrace to dance with her.

Well, well, well.

As much as that brought up teenage fantasies of seeing two women going at it, he realized when it came to Zaylah Wence, he wanted her all for himself.

“Excuse me while I go rescue her.”

“What?” Massimo snapped as he jumped to his feet and hurried to the glass and looked down. “Oh, shit. She’s really grinding…”

Damon didn’t bother to hear the rest of that statement. He was out the door in a flash and headed down to ground level. The loud music seeped from the walls and only got louder as he opened the back door. His men were in place. Bodyguards watching over him to make sure his enemies didn’t try to ambush him. He made a beeline through the withering bodies and found her immediately. She glanced at him over the woman’s shoulders and gave him a little smirk before leaning forward. He saw the intent to kiss the woman on the mouth, and a hell no filled his head. Before their lips met, he eased up beside them and took hold of Zaylah’s elbow, spinning her around until she landed gracefully in the circle of his arms.

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