The Town Princess: A Skilletsville Destroyers MC biker romance novella by Calia Wilde

Author:Calia Wilde [Wilde, Calia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Biker Romance with Millionaire, crime, Sibling, and Hidden Identity elements
Publisher: AR Case - Misfit Ink
Published: 2022-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

[Sprout]

“Scott Gabriel Nielsen!”

Fuck. Ma was bitching at me, again. I pulled the covers over my head and tried to pretend I was asleep, so I could wear off this fucking hangover.

Wait…Ma?

I reached over, and sure as shit, Danielle was right there. Still cute as shit, even though her hair was a mess and her mouth hung open. Which meant…

I was busted.

Almost thirty, and cock-blocked by my mom. “What the fuck are you doing here, Ma?”

She yanked the covers off. “Thank god you got your fucking shit on. Get your ass out of that bed right the fuck now.”

Next to me, Danielle groaned. “Swearing runs in your family, doesn’t it?”

“Sure as bear shit, babe.”

She mumbled something and pulled a pillow over her face.

My T-shirt hit my chest. My pants hit my face. That wouldn’t have been bad, except I forgot to remove my wallet and belt from them last night.

“Get your fucking clothes on.”

“I’m thirty years old, Ma. You have no business here.”

“No business? Half the fucking town is talking about the big-ass Destroyers party last night. I put my ear to the ground and find out that it was fucking here. Why don’t you just walk down to city hall and shoot a fucking cop or something if you want to commit suicide? Damn it, child, don’t you have a lick of sense?”

Did you keep up with all that? Because I sure as fuck didn’t. “Go away, Ma.”

Another heavy thing hit me—my leather.

“Fuck, Ma, respect the coat, damn it!”

“Ouch.” Danielle must have been caught in that volley. I moved my leather over to a safe spot where I could grab it if Ma got handsy again.

“Oh, sorry sweetie.” She flipped the switch from shrew to sweet just like that.

“The fuck, Ma? She gets ‘sweetie,’ and I get the full three-name treatment? That’s cold.”

“You’ll be cold if shit gets out you’re sleeping with— hi, Danielle, no offense okay— the fucking town princess. I’ll say this one more time, get your ass out of that bed.”

“No, and you can’t make me.”

“Try me. I brought you into this world with seven hours of back labor, and I have a full pass in heaven if I take you out.”

Shit. She was serious.

I sat up, rubbing my sore neck and sore head. My dick was sore, too, but only because it was hard as fuck even if my mom was standing right the fuck there. “Okay. From the beginning.”

Her face steeled up.

“Without all the yelling?” I closed one eye because both wouldn’t remain open at the same time. Whoops. Bad idea. They both went shut.

“I stopped at Jelly’s house this morning because she borrowed that black corset from me two weeks ago and never brought it back. I even brought her a triple vanilla caramel latte, so she had no reason to pretend it wasn’t there. And that bitch throws it up in my face that my son was at some super-secret celebration party, then got pissy because I didn’t share the deets with her.

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