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THE BIKER”S RULES

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THE BIKER’S RULES

Undercover FBI agent Kat Baldwin slips into the world of the Kratos Kings, an infamous biker gang known for dealing high-end heroin and cocaine. She ends up  with far more on her hands than she ever imagined.

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EXCERPT

“This is Kat,” Kratos said gruffly, “she’s outta New York. She rode with Spiros. Kat, this is Brody. Get outta line and this is the guy you’ll be talkin’ to.”

Brody spoke little. Not only was his aloof silence an important part of his persona, and listening almost always paid more dividends, she had quite literally taken his breath away.

“Is that the only way I’ll get to spend time with you?” she asked in a throaty voice that matched her dazzling looks, “if I’m a bad girl? You look like a dude who likes bad girls. Am I right?”

The blatant flirtation made him silently groan, not because he found it much too tantalizing, but because Kratos laughed. Brody hated to hear him laugh. It was almost always a precursor to something unpleasant, and in this instance Brody suspected what that something unpleasant might be.

“Hah! I think you’d better show this smart-ass what we do to bad girls in this club.”

There it was. Kratos was ordering him to take her down a notch, and Brody didn’t understand why she had put herself in the crosshairs. How could she not realize flirting so blatantly with the club disciplinarian was a bad idea? Was she stupid? If she wasn’t, it meant she was purposely testing the waters, or did she have another agenda? But such questions mattered not. She’d stepped across the line and Kratos wanted her to pay the toll.

Wordlessly he pulled the short fat leather strap from his back pocket. It was his constant companion and had often come in handy. If two girls were having a catfight all he had to do was produce it and things immediately calmed down. Staring at the gorgeous black-haired siren he began slapping it against his palm, a clear warning as to what was to come, then began to move slowly towards her.

“I should’ve mentioned, Brody doesn’t talk much,” Kratos sneered. “He has other ways of makin’ his point. You wanna be in the Kings, you gotta learn your place, and Brody here is gonna teach you what’ll happen when you get too big for your britches.”

He was walking at a snail’s pace not just to build anticipation; he was studying her. There was no fear in her unwavering gaze, and the slightest hint of a smile was curling the edges of her lips. The hard strap in his hand would deliver a hot sting even through her leather pants, and he had every intention of making it count, not just because it Kratos expected nothing less, but for her own protection. If she tested others in the club they might do a whole lot worse than redden her backside.

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This will be available for pre-order soon, and released in about three weeks. Below please find the other contributors to this weeks WIP Wednesday.

 

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