Hades Abyss MC 8
by Harley Wylde
Genre: LGBTQ MC Romance
“Beautiful, isn’t she?” Jacques asked. He put Colette’s hand in mine. “We always pay our way.”
My stomach twisted at the implication. No fucking way. Nope. I wasn’t about to use this pretty woman just because they’d come here to eat something.
“You’re selling her to me for a meal?” I felt her tremble and knew my words had upset her. I hated doing that to her, but I needed to be clear on what was happening. For one, if that’s what this motherfucker meant, I wanted to knock his teeth down his damn throat. I noticed he hadn’t offered up himself as payment. No way he’d missed the way I’d checked him out. How long had he been whoring her out for food and shelter?
“Not selling her. Not exactly. You keep her for as long as you like, in exchange for a few sandwiches I can take on the road. Colette and I are parting ways.”
I growled and advanced on him. Dropping her hand, I swung and hit the asshole right across his jaw. “You fucker! How dare you sell her!” I went to punch him again, but small hands grabbed at me. I looked down into Colette’s pleading eyes.
“Don’t hurt him.”
“You’re going to protect him after what he just said?” I asked.
She flinched and glanced at him before looking at me once more. “I’m holding him back. He has a place to go, but he’s stayed because I would have slowed him down. I won’t be any trouble. I’ll do whatever you want. Anything!”
I closed my eyes, not liking what she implied. I couldn’t toss her out. But the asshole who’d just bartered her for food was fair game. I didn’t know why she cared about him, but I’d give him a few sandwiches like he’d requested, and send him on his way. Preferably with my boot print on his ass. Now I remembered why my cock hadn’t gotten wet in a while. Aside from the random drunk hookup with Aidan, but the last time had been several months ago. Men were assholes and women were bitches. Except possibly for the angel holding onto me. She seemed more like a victim in all this.
“Fine. I’ll give him some sandwiches, but we have to go to my house. All three of us.”
Colette relaxed. “Merci.”
Now that word I knew. Even if I hadn’t, the look she cast me would have made it clear enough. I didn’t know why she was worried about the guy. He’d been an asshole to sell her out like that. He didn’t deserve her affection.
“You’re welcome, angel. As for Jacques…” I eyed him. “Put on your fucking clothes on and meet me out front.”
Harley Wylde is the International Bestselling Author of the Dixie Reapers MC, Devil’s Boneyard MC, and Hades Abyss MC series.
When Harley’s writing, her motto is the hotter the better — off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place. She doesn’t shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.
The times Harley isn’t writing, she’s thinking up naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more. She’s also fond of TV shows and movies from the 1980’s, as well as paranormal shows from the 1990’s to today, even though she’d much rather be reading or writing.
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