Chapter 3
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Lilly
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"Are you lost sugar ?"
"Maybe " I answer as I lick my dry lips and a small smirk forms on his lips as he turns around towards the guys he was talking before I decided to show up.
"Looks like she needs your guidance Dem" a blonde guy smirks ,staring at me, but I stand straight, my lips in a pout.
Shifting my weight from one leg to another, my eyes taking his closeness
"Is that so ?" He asks ,his eyes back on me which travels down on my body
And I feel like I have been thrown to the burning fire as his eyes lingers on my body.
I wish he will not reject me ,when he is done checking me out.
I know I'm not that good-looking or hot.
But I have generous looks ,and I'm more than comfortable in my skin.
But today ,the thought that he might not approve me makes me wish for a bigger booty
"Drink?"he asks ,finally when he looks me back in to my eyes.
His gray eyes staring at mine and I nod suddenly forgetting the question or the answer.
And then again he turns around towards the guys, who gives him a firm nod with a smile on their faces.
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The whole crowd just shifts aside, as we both walk towards the bar
His huge hand behind my back and I dare not to shake ,let him know the effect he is having on my body.
Only after minutes of seeing him.
It feels like the fiction stories where the mafia leader kidnaps the young girl ,who he is in madly love with.
But he's neither a Mafia nor I'm the girl he loves.
Its just this one night.
And that's it ,even though he looks so fine.
"Anything the sugar wants " He steps forward as he stands next to me,
He settles his hand on top of the bar counter and I just stare at all the metal rings over his fingers
The small details of his tattoo, and I'm sure he has many of them hiding inside his jacket.
How can he go through so much pain by those needles ?
But it adds to his beauty
"Like what ya see ?" He smirks, and I look away like I have got caught like a ten-year-old
"Don't be shy ,sugar.
You new here ?"he asks ,moving closer.
A rich accent behind his tone which just makes me tingle more for him.
And I just swallow
"Yeah ,just visiting a friend" I lie
As the bar tender place the tray of tequila shots
And I gulp down one ,so quick that my throat starts to feel the fire as the hot liquid passes through
"Easy honey" he chuckles as he lights up his cigarette
And I nod like I'm listening
"So who's that friend?" He asks ,his eyes staring at mine
And I just tap my finger against my thigh
Not sure what to answer
I'm sure, he knows half of the crowd here.
Everybody keeps taking a glance at our direction like something unusual is happening.
"Lets just cut the small talk" I speak out loud and clear my throat as his eyes narrows at my direction.
Like he is waiting for me to complete whatever I was going to say to him.
"Take me home " I breathe out ,my chest raising heavy ,at the anticipation of his answer.
And the fear strikes me
I don't even know him
What if he is some serial killer?
But then ,I know few tricks to save myself.
Like kicking in balls
Poking his eyeballs etc, so I'm confident.
His jaw ticks as he takes the glass of drink in my hand and places it on the counter as his big hands come around my tiny wrist as he pulls me along with him
Without uttering a word further as he leads me to the back door.
And the cold air hits my bare legs as he leads me to the parking lot where his bike has been parked, the one he got down from earlier
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Thorne Demitiri
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I have a lot of going in my plate
Too many dogs barking at my direction who is trying to claw their paws at my direction wanting to take me down.
But what they don't know is , I have grown-up in this life feeding the rogue creatures like them be it the city mayor Robert Holt, who is waiting and picking every chance on his way to get me arrested with his pal , the old officer Collen Beth.
The senior officer at the police department.
I'm sure this time if they get their hands on me, ill not be able to get out of the prison for months.
And not to forget about the wolf in the house, the Ryder's pack, who is waiting for the minute ill go to jail, so they can create an attack on the Fallon bikers, take us down and funnily my throne.
I deal with all those hungry wolves, trying to get me every day.
Being the South Fallon bikers leader is not easy but, I have worked hard to protect everyone who has put me in the throne of a king
They call me Devil
The biker devil.
I fight nasty and like a beast who holds no mercy when the opponent brings up a challenge.
I take down my opponents whether it be in a bike race fight or the fight in between the rings.
Not only that, but I play like my life depends on it because I know nothing but winning and keeping the south Fallon safe from all those wicked eyes.
Furthermore, I have none to call my family except one who hates me.
She hates me and I can do nothing to change that.
And the surrounding people, who are nothing to me are ready to die for my honor.
It will not be too much, if u say they worship me.
They are like my calves, ready to fight for my place and position.
My honor.
But today when I stepped into the devil's paradise, the club I own like much other places in the south Fallon town I didn't intend to meet those brown eyes who walked straight into my direction with a fear but a feigning confidence which suited her innocent body.
"Come on " I call her as she continues to stare at me like she's seeing the ghost float in the air.
As I turn my beast motorbike.
"Huh,I haven't gone in a bike before " she mutters softly, and I laugh out loud seeing the confidence in her shred out slowly.
"Just get on the back and hold on to me like your depends on" I speak out firm ,as I stare at her who blinks away the fear hearing me
"Okay" she complies as she steps forward.
And I put my hand out, to help her up on to the biker.
She grabs on the both sides of my jacket and I stare at her tiny fist around me
"Sugar" I grab her wrist as I forcefully pull her grip away ,around my jacket
She looks at me taken back
"If you tie me like that ,how do you think ill ride this beast?" I smirk as I push my jacket up
"Come on ,now " I add
She nods as she brings her hands around my t shirt I'm wearing inside the jacket.
And her hands trace my abs which is more touchable through the thin fabric
And I raise the accelerate as I look at her through the corner of my eyes.
She has her head rested against my shoulder
Her dress as raised up and her bare legs are rubbing against my thigh as the child air hits us.
But the denim fabric is keeping us apart
her heavy breathing
And within a blink , we are on the road.
Rushing the night to complete the lustful desire!
- Writer
