Category: Evil fallen Bratva MC

Road’s Betrayal

Will she ever be able to forgive him?

Blurb

Road doesn’t trust anyone. He knows how quickly women can turn, and he knows Dinah has been sent by Sergey Golubev. Every time he looks in the mirror, he’s reminded of the scars left by Golubev’s handywork.

From the moment Dinah Evans walked into the Evil Fallen Bratva MC clubhouse, she knew she had made a mistake. She does not work for Sergey, but she knows who he is. Several years ago, her mother rejected the man, and as punishment, she paid the price. She knows she should stay away from Road. But, every time he comes calling, she doesn’t turn him away. There is more to Road than meets the eye.

Dinah is the first woman that doesn’t flinch away from him. She’s not repulsed by his scars, and Road loves being around her. But, she doesn’t know the truth. It’s only a matter of time before it comes out. All of those years ago, he was the one who made the order on her mother. He was doing his job, and now, he has to keep that from her.

Golubev is closing in. He’s dangerous, and Road has to make a choice, one that could change their lives forever.

Excerpt:

“I’ve got a job to do, and a kid, he or she, doesn’t need to grow up with a father on a mission to make this world safer.”

There was silence and he watched her as she lifted her head and looked at him.

“You’re talking about Sergey Golubev,” she said.

“Yes.”

“You plan to kill him?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not even worried that I’ll go to the police?”

He laughed. “You’ve had many chances to go to the police in the last few weeks, and not once have you, because I do believe you said they are not to be trusted, so, no, I don’t believe you will.”

“Isn’t this some kind of bad thing?” she asked. “Won’t your club be angry at you for telling me?”

“No, because I have a feeling you’ve got the same vendetta I do,” he said.

“Yeah, but I guess the only difference between us is that you can do something about yours?” She tilted her head to the side and raised both of her brows.

“I’m getting there.” Road wasn’t happy with the lack of progress they were making. He knew Nikki, Golubev’s eldest son, had been in touch with Brute, and asked them to back off for the time being. He didn’t like it.

Now was the time to strike at Golubev. If they allowed him to get stronger, he’d come after the club and they would be royally fucked. However, with Brute now dealing with a wife and having a kid on the way in a matter of weeks, he’d changed.

He knew Brute would still make decisions for the club that would keep them all alive, but Road wanted action. He wanted his revenge.

Damn it, he wanted to see the Golubev fucking burn and that included the likes of Nikki. He didn’t know when the bastard had decided to start working against his father, but he’d made some decisions that would cost any man his soul.

Road had, and glancing over at Dinah, he knew there was one he’d already made that was coming back to bite him in the ass.

“We’re getting off subject here. Have you ever been kissed by a guy?” he asked, trying to stay focused on Dinah and her virginal state.

She pursed her lips. “You already know the answer to that question.”

“No?”

When she rolled her eyes that way, he loved it. She looked so adorable, and inpatient, and he wanted to keep irritating her just to see it.

“No, there. I’ve not been kissed by a guy. Wow, Road, you are so obsessed with this.”

“Do you want to be?” he asked.

She took a deep breath. “What? Do you think I should just go up to some random guy, grab him and kiss him?” She giggled.

“No, but you could kiss me.” He didn’t like the feelings that evoked in him from her suggestion. There was no way any other guy was going to touch her. He wouldn’t allow it, and that felt odd for Road.

He’d used women in the past—a lot of them—and he didn’t care what that meant. Women had been a commodity, an easy way to gain information, and now as he looked at Dinah, he saw something different. Her plump red lips looked so inviting, and knowing no other man had touched them, well, it turned him on. Dinah was new to everything, and for the first time in awhile, Road felt an addiction.

“Nah, I can’t kiss you.” She got to her feet, picked up her plate, and walked into the kitchen.

He followed her through.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because … you’re my friend and friends don’t go around experimenting on each other.” She frowned.

“Is it because of my scars?” he asked. “Is that why?”

She spun around, put her plates on the counter, and then gave him her full attention. “Are you being real right now? Are you seriously asking me that?”

“I’m just … I’m curious is all. That is all.” He held his hands up. “Aren’t you?”

“About kissing?”

“Yes.”

She sighed. “I guess I have been, but what you’re suggesting is not right.”

“Why not?” he asked. “I’m a willing volunteer.”

“You’re more than happy for me to use you as practice for kissing?”

“Go ahead, kiss me. See if you even like it.”

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Post author By Author Sam Crescent
Post date October 2, 2024
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Road’s Betrayal is coming October 8th!!!

Blurb

From the moment Dinah Evans walked into the Evil Fallen Bratva MC clubhouse, she knew she had made a mistake. She does not work for Sergey, but she knows who he is. Several years ago, her mother rejected the man, and as punishment, she paid the price. She knows she should stay away from Road. But, every time he comes calling, she doesn’t turn him away. There is more to Road than meets the eye.

Dinah is the first woman that doesn’t flinch away from him. She’s not repulsed by his scars, and Road loves being around her. But, she doesn’t know the truth. It’s only a matter of time before it comes out. All of those years ago, he was the one who made the order on her mother. He was doing his job, and now, he has to keep that from her.

Golubev is closing in. He’s dangerous, and Road has to make a choice, one that could change their lives forever.

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Brute’s Revenge

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Brute has vowed to kill all of the Golubev Bratva. They are the enemy and he has formed a group of men, an MC, who want nothing more than to see them all fall.

When Faith Dawson goes on a date from hell for her mother, she had no idea it was going to end up getting her kidnapped. She tried to hide the fact her grandfather is Sergey Golubev, but there is no hiding anything.

The man who has taken her knows who she is. In this war, there is never any chance for survivors. It is well known that Sergey adores his granddaughter, and Brute wants to see how far he’s willing to go to protect her.

When Sergey offers a trade, Faith for one of his men, he has no choice but to take it. He has no interest in Faith—she was a means to an end, and so, he sends her off.

Brute may have released her, but when he learns of her upcoming marriage to a trafficker, he cannot just let it happen. He takes her. Faith will belong to him. But Brute knows it is only a matter of time until Sergey retaliates. He will be ready. Until then, he was going to have his fun with Faith. She has gotten under his skin and seeped into his heart. There is no turning back.

Excerpt:

Brute stepped into the room, and this time he didn’t close it behind him. He surprised her even more by lowering down on one knee and gripping her ankle. Only one was secure to the bed, and she shouldn’t care what it meant or how it felt, but there was a spark when he touched her. A sudden bolt of heat traveled up her leg and spread throughout her whole body.

She gritted her teeth and took a long, deep breath.

It was fine. Perfectly fine. This meant nothing.

She couldn’t help but think about the kiss and then she felt like even more of a fool. The kiss had meant nothing. He had only done it to silence her. She knew that, as did he. He wasn’t pining for her. The kiss was a means to an end.

Don’t trust him.

She took a deep breath as the lock releasing seemed to echo around the room.

The chain around her ankle slid down and she was finally free. She had a few seconds where she thought about making a run for it, but she had told him she wouldn’t. She’d never break her word.

Brute stood up and he was so close. She had no choice but to take a step back. She tilted her head and looked up into his blue eyes. They looked so beautiful and yet, she knew the man behind them was nothing like his eyes. He was the Devil. There was no doubt about it. She couldn’t trust him, or this newfound kindness, if it was even that.

He held out his hand. “You’re going to have to take it.”

Looking at his hand, she wanted to tell him no, but what was wrong with touching him? She was never going to forget he was the enemy, so she placed her hand within his and ignored the bolt of heat that traveled up her body.

It didn’t matter. None of this mattered.

She took another deep breath, one she hoped he didn’t hear, and then followed him out of the cell.

This would be the first time she had stepped foot out of it—apart from using the bathroom, but that didn’t count—since he placed her inside. She didn’t have on any shoes or socks and the ground felt different. It was slightly smoother out of the cell.

He moved to the set of steps and Brute went up first. He didn’t let go of her hand, but she didn’t see anything romantic in his grip. She was still his prisoner, at his mercy.

He opened the door and there was noise as they entered the main house again. The door had opened into a section of the kitchen.

Stepping through but staying behind Brute, she couldn’t help but glance up, and she saw a couple of people. None of them she recognized. They all looked disgusted and placed hands over their noses and mouths. She smelled really bad.

Brute didn’t linger, he was already walking her out of the kitchen.

Her face heated at the reaction of the people they passed. This wasn’t good or fun or nice. This was horrible. She didn’t know if she’d rather be kept in her cell in the basement and just have buckets of warm water thrown on her. That might be better than having to deal with this humiliation. She hated it. They were all cruel.

She bowed her head so she didn’t have to witness their reactions and only looked up when the floor changed and she was standing on linoleum. Never in her life had she felt so pleased to be standing on a different kind of floor.

She was an idiot. How dare they? It wasn’t like the clubhouse was in any good working order. With nothing to protect her feet, she felt how sticky the floor was, how unkept it was, and yet they treated her that way. I stink really bad.

The door to the bathroom closed and she heard another lock, which made her look up to see that Brute had locked them both inside the bathroom.

“You’re going to watch me?” she asked.

“I’ve got to make sure you don’t try anything stupid. Now, you choose—shower or bath?”

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