The Soldiers of Wrath MC 1 Owned by the Bastard Read Free Page A

struggle. She didn’t want to go back with him. She didn’t want to have anything to do with the man who was holding her captive. The only thing she wanted to do was escape.
    Demon stood quickly, holding her against him. He wrapped his fingers around her neck and tightened until he cut off her air supply. She stopped fighting him to claw at his arms to be released.
    Only when he was ready to release her did he do it.
    He turned her around until she faced him, taking a gun out of the back of his pocket. Fright gripped her as she looked at the deadly looking piece. That could do a lot of damage. It could kill someone and if she wasn’t careful, it would kill her.
    “I will shoot you. Now, you’re going to be quiet and get on the back of my bike. We’re going to take a long trip back to the clubhouse.”
    “I’ve got a life here,” she said.
    “No, your life was over the moment you came to check on that useless piece of scum.”
    The tears that had filled her eyes finally fell. There was no time for arguing. Demon grabbed her arm, leading her toward the door. They stopped long enough for Demon to give instruction.
    “Hurt him.”
    Glancing behind her, she saw the other two men surround her father. Before she even climbed on the back of the bike she heard his screams. For once, Deanna couldn’t bring herself to care. Her own father had ruined her life.

D emon had to all but toss her ass into the clubhouse. She had struggled to get on the back of his bike, but he had growled out his frustration, stared at her with this look that said “shut the fuck up and do what you’re told,” and the fear had been evident in her face. To say she had shut right the hell up was an understatement.
    His men entered the clubhouse and went straight for the bar. The night was winding down, and he knew it would be a long while before this sweet piece of ass was comfortable being here. The sweet butts made their way toward the guys, their tits and assess all on display. His cock got hard, but it wasn’t because of the easy access cunt that was around him. It was because of this one woman that was staring daggers at him.
    “You can’t keep me here. It’s illegal, immoral, and kidnapping.” She all but spat out the words, and he grinned.
    “Honey, I can and will do whatever the fuck I please with you.” He snarled out, feeling his patience wear thin, even though he was aroused. She straightened her shoulders, pursed her lips and looked like she was about to go toe-to-toe with him. He felt a rise of pride in him that she wasn’t putting up with his shit, but then again he was also getting pissed because no one fucked with him. They did what he said when he said it, and if they fucked with him he made sure they never did it again.
    “This is insane,” she stuttered out, and he could tell she was trying to be strong despite the fact she wanted to break down. “How can you even be okay with some junkie piece of shit trading off his daughter to pay off a debt?” The tension was flowing now, and he was surprised she had lasted this long without calling him a derogatory name. He was a bastard plain and simple, and he didn’t try to pretend otherwise.
    “Taking you as payment is pretty fucking easy, honey. You see, your old man owed us big-time, and anyway he saw fit in paying us back is good with the club.” He moved over to the bar, slammed his palm down on the counter for a drink, and glanced over his shoulder at Deanna. Yeah, he had said her name over and over again in his head. He had seen the text from her lowlife father, saw that he wanted to trade her up right then and there, and he had gotten excited at the prospect that she’d finally be here.
    She was leaning against one of the tables, her gaze jumping to the door. Joker was standing by it, his focus on Deanna, and this smug fucking smile on his face. Demon laughed, took the shot from the prospect named Chucks, and faced Deanna again. “You want something to take the