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By Jenika Snow
www.JenikaSnow.com
Copyright © September 2019 by Jenika Snow
First ebook publication © September 2019 Jenika Snow
Photographer: Reggie Deanching
Cover Model: Ryan Lee Harmon
Cover design by: Lori Jackson
Editor: Kasi Alexander
Content Editor: Kayla Robichaux
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As president of The Devil’s Right Hand MC, I could get whatever I wanted.
Drugs, women, money, but most of all power.
And it’s the latter I was most interested in, most focused on acquiring. Because without that, you’re nothing. And in the town of Copperhead, Colorado, I had no problem making people bend to my will.
I ran my club with an iron fist, and what we did wasn’t exactly legal, but then again the kind of money we wanted, you didn’t get by following the rules.
So back-alley deals, corrupt situations, blackmail, and just being a downright bastard… that’s what the MC was known for.
That’s what I was known for. Because fear got you what you wanted.
But thenshecame into my life—this sweet, fresh, and pretty young thing working at one of the bars the MC owned. I should’ve stayed away, should’ve kept my distance, because she was a liability and a distraction I sure as hell didn’t need.
Yet all it took was that one encounter, that one moment for her to cross my path, and I was completely obsessed with her.
I found myself doing anything and everything to get information on her, to find out who she was, where she lived... why she was so far away from home.
So I followed.
But her life wasn’t as innocent and vulnerable as she wanted people to think. She had secrets. She had a past. One she was running from.
But I wasn’t into a fairytale life or ending. That was never in the cards for me.
Because when it came to her, I knew I’d do anything to make her mine.
Chapter One
Butcher
“Either fucking fold or quit pulling our dicks,” I said as I glared at Right Hand, a fellow patch who’d gotten his nickname because he’d nearly lost his damn right hand after he’d been caught fucking his stepbrother’s ex-girlfriend. Even though she’d been an ex, apparently said stepbrother still had a hard-on for her and went after Right Hand with a butcher knife. He nearly took the fucking hand right off like he was trimming meat for Sunday dinner.
Besides, the nickname fit with him being a member of the MC and all. Now, Right Hand had a gnarly scar around his wrist, and a sweet-ass biker name to go along with it. Guess things worked out the way they were supposed to.
