Page 1 of Saved By The Mountain Man

Chapter 1

***** Demon *****

“My daughter is coming. It’s her birthday, she’ll be twenty-four.”

I looked up over my beer glass to the man who stood next to me, the boss of Blood Hounds.

“And?” I questioned him. I knew she was; we all did. Because the boss went into protective mode and forbade us from being anywhere near her. I was only supposed to pick her up and drop her off. Couldn’t touch her and she couldn’t touch me, which was kind of hard on a bike.

“Make sure the men stay in check. I’m trusting you, Demon. I will gut anyone that does anything to Vixen.”

Right.

She wasn’t part of this club, but she still had a code name. Personally, I loved her name. Brandi was much better andsuited her. But she wanted a name and there wasn’t a damn thing her dad would deny her.

“Got it, Boss,” I told him, holding my beer up to him in salute.

Sure, put temptation in my way. I can fight it.

I shook my head at the memory. Today was Brandi’s twenty-seventh birthday, a date I should forget but can’t seem to.

Three years ago, I did what the boss wanted, I picked her up. What I wasn’t ready for was the sight of the woman before me. She had turned into a vixen, and she was intoxicating. And when she climbed on my bike, I told her to hold on.

She seemed as thrilled with the idea as I was.

And then we pulled up to the hotel that we had to stay the night in, there was only one room. As I lay on the couch while she took the bed, she did something else that was new. She walked across the room, sat her plump ass right down on my legs, and kissed me, hard.

And fuck all if I didn’t want to take her back to the bed and screw her senseless.

But one, I was almost fifteen years older than her.

And two, she was the boss’s daughter. So, hands off.

And while I knew that I couldn’t seem to stop the kiss. In fact, my tongue was battling hers, and her ass was rubbing my dick.

This had to stop.

So, with a deep sigh, I had to pull away, much to her dismay.

What I didn’t know was that that amazing kiss turned my world upside down. Weeks later, when she left and the boss and his thugs cornered me, I was stabbed and left on the side of the road, near death.

That was my lesson to learn for touching her.

Did I regret it?

No.

The bike gang was a rough life, and I was glad to have left it, even if it wasn’t on my own terms because getting out was never something you could do once in. It’s the golden rule of any club.

So, when the fellas left me, they thought I died. Luckily, someone found me, took me to a private hospital, where my name was changed, and I have lived in peace ever since.

In a cabin I built.

Alone.

Away from all the bullshit.

The only drawback to this remote, peaceful location?

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