The Devils Beauty (The Devils Soldiers MC Series)

“It’s only between you and I, I want to surprise everyone”“Really”“Yeah, Niya done the same thing, so that’s what I want”“Ok the bridesmaids dress”“Niya” I call out and she comes walking in“Yeah”“You’re up” I tell her and she looks at me“For what?”“To be measured for the Matron of Honor dress.”“You want me to be your Matron of Honor” I nod my head“Of course,”“Oh Zoey” she pulls me to her and starts crying, and I pat her on the back holding her tight“Who else would I want standing beside me,” I tell her, and she cries even more, and Maggie walks in handing her a tissue“Damn hormones,” she says, and I laugh“Come on, up ya get,” I tell her****SaintSinner and I walk into the into a little souvenir shop, the women behind the counter looks up frowning at us. The tourists giving us a wide berth, the woman walks up to us looking around nervously “It’s not the end of the month” Sinner looks at me and we both look at the women“Can we talk out the back” I ask her and she looks at the three customers in her shop“I..” she says nervously“It won’t take long”“But my customers” I look at my brother and smile“He’ll severe them” the women and Sinner look at me and I take the woman’s elbow leading her to the back and we head into a little office and the woman turns to me“I don’t have the money” I put my hand up to stop her“I’m not here for money” she frowns seeming confused“I don’t understand”“Tell me about the guy that comes to collect the money”“Why are you asking? He’s one of you”“Just tell me, give me a description of him”“A description”“Yes”“I don’t know he’s about six -foot short black hair, stocky build and he smells like weed all the time” I look at her“You know what weed smells like?” she smiles“Honey, I grew up in the sixties, I know what weed smells like”“What else” I ask her“Nothing else”“Does he ride a bike or walk,” she thinks about it“I don’t know really, I suppose if I think about it, he walks, I never hear the sound of a bike or car”“Any tattoo’s distinguishing features,” she frowns at me“What is this all about?”“Anything else about him,” she shakes her head“He’s not one of you is he” I shake my head, and she sighs“Goddammit” she throws her stapler at the wall“How long have you been payin’ him?”“Just over a year, it started off with small amounts I wasn’t going to do it, but the club is known for being I don’t know you don’t mess with them, so I thought it was a good idea, so the payments were five hundred a month. I thought that was a bit much then, but as time went on it started going up and up, and now it’s a thousand a week.”“He comes in at the end of the month,” I ask her, and she nods“Yeah, usually on the last day of the month.”“Ok,” I get up looking at her“This stays between you and me” she stands up“So, I haven’t been paying the club.”“No darlin’ you haven’t, whoever this asshole is it’s gonna stop, the club don’t do protection” the woman smiles“Then why are you even bothering?”“Because he’s pretending to be a Devil and that shit is a one-way ticket to hell” I walk out seeing Sinner ringing up the till I pull my phone out taking a picture.The same story is the same with the other two shops we head to, Sinner looks at me “This guy’s got balls, I’ll give him that” he says and I nod in agreement“Yeah, well let’s get back to the clubhouse and let Razor know what we’ve got.”As we pull up to the clubhouse, Oki and Tucker pull up next to us “Any luck with you two” I ask Oki“Fuckers got the three shops we went to, payin’ him.”“Same as us.”“Damn, this fuckers rackin’ it in using our name,” Tucker says and we all nod“Well find him,” I tell them and we all walk inside straight for the meeting room.Chapter Thirty-OneJake‘what the fuck are you talkin’ about dickhead, her pussy’s way fuckin’ tighter than Summer’s.’‘Brother, Bliss used to be tight now she’s just as tight as Summer now Cand…’ The widow explodes, and I’m propelled out of my seat hitting the roof, my skull exploding in agony as I’m thrown around the van. It rolls over and over coming to a stop, Chance lying next to me his eyes staring straight at me lifeless“Chance” I reach out, but as I move I scream with pain my legs busted up bad, and I know my ribs are broken as I struggle to breath “Chance” I reach out, but his eyes are dead “CHANCE! Man wake the fuck up” I push him, but nothing “Chance please man wake up” tears run down my face, and I hear a groan looking up seeing Gunner still in the driver’s seat “GUNNER! GUNNER!” I yell, but he just moans, and I look around the door smashed in.