Toxic (Satan’s Death Riders MC #1) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Satan's Death Riders MC Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
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“Look, I don’t know what your father is up to, and I can only imagine it’s not very good.” He looked toward the house and then stepped in front of her. “I’m aware of the deal you made him.”

She tilted her head to the side. “I doubt that.”

“You’ll get pregnant and he’ll leave your mother alone. It doesn’t take a genius to work out that you’ll do anything for your mother. Marry a guy you don’t know, and fuck him every Friday in the hope of getting pregnant.”

“So, now that your genius brain has figured that out, what are you hoping to do? Make a deal with me? What?”

Colt took a deep breath. This woman was infuriating. He didn’t quite believe her mother that she was a kind and gentle person. So far, she had made him do nothing but work at every single task when it came to her.

“Your father is up to something,” Colt said. “And I know you care about your mother, so I’m proposing that you trust us.”

“No. I don’t trust any of you. You agreed to this marriage, this treaty pact, or whatever it is.”

“We can protect your mother from him. The whole club. You’re trusting Daemon’s word, and you can’t always be with your mother. The club has a lot of men, Rosalie. We can protect her from him.”

Rosalie stared at him and slowly folded her arms across her chest. “And what do you want in return?”

Colt looked at her. “You’ve got to come and live with me, spend time at the Satan’s Death Riders MC, make this marriage work.”

She shook her head. “Fuck, no. Don’t you see, that is exactly what he wants. He will want me to try and get information out of you and I’m not doing that. I’m not getting between the two clubs.”

“I’ll protect you.”

“No, you won’t.” Rosalie shook her head.

“He killed my sister,” Colt said.

Rosalie stopped and turned toward him. She had been about to enter the house but he had to stop her.

“I want to see him six feet under. I want him to suffer and pay for what he’s done. He didn’t pull the fucking trigger, but he ordered the killing.”

He was right in front of her now and looked her in the eyes. Rosalie had no choice but to tilt her head back to look at him.

“He’d been trying to take me out … but I had to hold her in my arms as she died, Rosalie.”

“I’m so sorry,” Rosalie said.

“And I want to make him pay. I’ve been treating you like shit and I know I shouldn’t have. You had nothing to do with this, and for that I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have to pay for his sins.”

“And just like that, you expect me to believe this?” Rosalie asked.

“I want you to think about it. I’m offering you protection. The club, all of it. For you and your mother and for Petal.”

Rosalie looked at him and then bowed her head.

“He wants me to get pregnant. It’s been three months and he keeps telling me that if I fail, he will hurt my mother.”

He went to take her hand but Rosalie pulled away.

“Trust me.”

“How?” Rosalie asked. “How can I trust you when I don’t even know you?”

****

“Dinner was good,” Petal said.

Rosalie looked over at her friend and smiled. Dinner was good. She had asked Kim if she could go outside and just take a breather. She needed to clear her head, and Kim had been more than happy with that. Petal, like always, had come with her.

“You don’t have to stand out here,” Rosalie said. “I know you get cold.”

“Freezing my tits off is all part of the fun. Besides, I’ve had a hot meal. Everything else is good.”

Rosalie laughed.

“I saw you and Colt talking,” Petal said.

She turned to look at her friend.

“Are you starting to like him?” Rosalie asked.

“Ugh, no, thank you. What did he want?”

“To … I don’t know. To trust him. To make this marriage real. I’m not sure, to be honest.”

“Do you think you can trust him?”

“I have no idea, Petal. None at all.” She blew out a breath.

“Are you wishing you’d escaped when you had the chance?”

“Always.” Rosalie smiled over at her friend. “I think about getting in your car and telling you to just drive us away. To get us all the hell out of here.”

“Just think, you’d have two clubs chasing after you now,” Petal said. “I wish you’d told me all of this.”

“Why?”

“I could have been there for you, Rose. You know that. I’m on your side, always.”

“It’s not exactly something I like to brag about. I hate him, Petal, so damn much. He has taken so much away from us.”

Petal took a step toward her and then pulled her in for a hug. “So why don’t you take from him?”


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