The Skulls Read Free Page A

staying here. When my Dad makes the money—”
Angel didn’t get chance to finish her sentence. Her faith in her father was not
all that great.
    “Your Dad will never make the money in time. He’s
fallen so far behind he’d be lucky to get out of this year with his life, let
alone debt free. His ass is owned by the club. Live with it, Angel.”
    She shook her head. What he was saying was wrong
even though she knew it in her heart to be true. Faced with the truth by Lash,
she fought to hold on to what little belief she held in her father. There’s no
way her father couldn’t get the money back. He promised her when she left he
would get the money and get her back, so she had to try to believe it of him.
Not once, when her mother was alive, had she doubted her father, and now this
large, sexy, domineering man was telling her that her father would never get
the money and she’d never get out of here, and it was all too much.
    He finished putting her few clothes up and then
grabbed her underwear to place them inside a drawer.
    Finished, he turned back to her. His arms were thick
and covered in tattoos. He wore a black vest with a pair of black jeans.
    His hands rested on hips as he stared at her.
    “Will you kill my Dad?” she asked, staring at her
hands where they rested on her legs. This was the first time she’d had a long
conversation with any member of The Skulls.
    “Not if he works for us and if you remain in our
care.”
    “Care? You
call this care?” She bit down on her lip trying to stop herself from speaking. Talking
out of turn was not allowed.
    He took a seat next to her and caressed her cheek.
The moment he touched her heat filled her body. His touch made her want so much
more. No man had affected her in such a way, and she was terrified of what that
meant.
    ****
    Lash turned her to look at him. Her green eyes cut a
path straight to his heart. He didn’t know what it was about this woman that
stopped him in his tracks, but from the first moment he laid eyes on her, Lash
hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her.
    The feelings were intense and all-consuming.
    Seeing her suitcase filled in the corner angered
him. Now her clothes were hung up, and he intended to move them into his room
soon.
    Angel wasn’t leaving the club or his side, and soon
he’d have her in him home, by his side as his wife.
    “What would you call it?” he asked.
    She shook her head, trying to pull away from his
touch. Lash stayed by her side, refusing to leave and stopping her from pulling
out of his touch.
    “Talk to me.”
    “How can I talk to you? You’re one of the members
who are keeping me here.”
    She closed her eyes, took several deep breaths. All
the time Lash watched her. He couldn’t get enough of her, and the possessive
feeling inside him only intensified with every passing minute.
    “I’m not like those girls. I don’t sleep with guys,
and I don’t use my body for anyone.” Angel tucked her hair behind her ear.
    Lash turned her around and slowly unbound her hair until
it fell around her shoulders in delightful waves. For the first time, Lash ran
his fingers through her hair, relishing the feel of the silken waves sliding
through his fingers.
    He liked the fact she didn’t argue. Angel did as he
wanted without comment. Did she know how addictive her response was to him?
Lash wanted to push her to see how far she’d allow him to go.
    She was only nineteen whereas he was in his late
twenties, twenty-nine to be exact.
    “I know, Angel. I know you wouldn’t get on your
knees if one of the guys asked you to. You’ve never known what it’s like to
feel a cock inside you. This world is entirely new to you. I get it. You may
not think I do, but I do.”
    The blush stained her cheeks, and he saw it when he
turned her around. He wasn’t going to hide who he was. Lash had already done
everything he could to make her life at the club bearable. He knew it was only
a matter of time before everything went back