Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Hawk turned toward him with a smirk. “No reason.”
“You kind of have that look your dad had when he was about to kill someone.”
Yes, he was aware that his father took a great deal of enjoyment out of annihilating their enemies. It was what put the Devil’s Beasts MC on the map as being a club not to fuck with. They didn’t do deals with anyone. They never bargained. If anyone got in their way, they were fucked, simple as that. All the men here would rather die trying than be someone’s fucking messenger boy.
This was how Hawk preferred it as well. They were not at anyone’s beck and call. However, he very much wanted a woman at his, and he was more than willing to do whatever it took to get her that way. Perhaps.
He had considered Nikki Brown, and so far she was acting completely different from how he assumed she would react. She was twenty-two years old. Graduated high school with decent grades. Not overwhelming, but enough to get herself into college. Only, she never applied to any colleges. According to the information he got on her, she did enroll in a beauty course about a year ago, only to pull out due to financial difficulty. For some reason, she no longer had the ability to put herself through school and turned down every avenue that would put her in debt. Her mother, well, he knew women like her mother very well. A whore, plain and simple. She had a reputation around several towns. It would seem her mother loved married men and pimps. Nikki had worked since before she was eighteen, but her job at the supermarket was full-time steady employment. Never had a speeding ticket. Never been in trouble with the law. However, she was known down at the police station because of Diana.
Nikki had bailed her friend out of jail a few times. He didn’t know if Diana had paid that money back.
On paper, Nikki was a boring woman. Plain, dull, without anything going for her. But, he saw that sparkle in her eyes. There was something in the way she looked at him that he just couldn’t get out of his head. Unlike the women at the bar, she didn’t look at him like he was anything special. He was no prize. No great conquest. Maybe that was it, she looked at him as if he was just a man.
It had been a long time since a woman had treated him as just a man. When his father was alive, he wasn’t that interesting to them, working up the ranks to get where he was today. He didn’t do this for the pussy or the admiration. He did this because he was his father’s son.
His rightful place was at the head of the table. Sure, there had been a couple of men along the way who thought he had gotten the role incorrectly. They tended to be rookies, newbie prospects who thought they had a right to question him. They soon learned.
It was something his father had taught him—to never allow anything to fester. To always bring bad shit out in the open, otherwise assholes were going to take full advantage of it.
“You’re kind of creeping me out,” Dan said.
Hawk smirked and looked around the bar. Nikki wasn’t coming, and that was okay for him. He’d warned her about not showing up, and now it would seem he got to go and take a ride. Leaving the clubhouse was easy. On the way out, Sandy was making her way inside.
“Hey, Hawk,” she said.
“You all right, Sandy?” he asked.
Sandy looked at him and nodded.
He knew she wasn’t the same since his father died. After his mother passed away, his father didn’t quite move on. It was hard for him to do so, as he watched his wife slowly wilt away before his eyes. The doctors didn’t know what was wrong with his mother. One day, she went from being this powerhouse of a woman, to frail, struggling to do anything. Hawk knew his dad felt helpless and there was nothing any of them could do.
Sandy had been there for his mother, for his dad. Even though he never looked at another woman, Sandy was different. Even though she was a club woman, Sandy became more. Hawk remembered his dad telling the club they could have any of the women, but to keep their hands off Sandy. In a way, Sandy became his father’s. Since his death, he told everyone that Sandy was to be taken care of. His father had asked him on one of those strange nights he had with his dad when they talked about the future.
Even though his father was in the peak of health, it was like he knew the Grim Reaper was coming for him. Fucked up and freaked him the fuck out just thinking about it.