Tempting The Biker Glenna Maynard © 2020 all rights reserved
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
ROYAL BASTARDS CODE
Tempting The Biker
Dear Reader,
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-eight
Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-one
Chapter Thirty-two
Chapter Thirty-three
Chapter Thirty-four
Chapter Thirty-five
Chapter Thirty-six
Epilogue
Author’s Note
Playlist
Acknowledgments
ROYAL BASTARDS MC SERIES SECOND RUN
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Further Reading: Snow White & The Biker
Dedication
To second chances and a love that never dies.
ROYAL BASTARDS CODE
PROTECT: The club and your brothers come before anything else and must be protected at all costs. CLUB is FAMILY.
RESPECT: Earn it & Give it. Respect club law. Respect the patch. Respect your brothers. Disrespect a member and there will be hell to pay.
HONOR: Being patched in is an honor, not a right. Your colors are sacred, not to be left alone, and NEVER let them touch the ground.
OL’ LADIES: Never disrespect a member’s or brother’s Ol’Lady. PERIOD.
CHURCH is MANDATORY.
LOYALTY: Takes precedence over all, including well-being.
HONESTY: Never LIE, CHEAT, or STEAL from another member or the club.
TERRITORY: You are to respect your brother’s property and follow their Chapter’s club rules.
TRUST: Years to earn it...seconds to lose it.
NEVER RIDE OFF: Brothers do not abandon their family.
Tempting The Biker
He's married and twice my age, but I can't walk away.
Murder-
We were never supposed to happen. Alexa’s my daughter’s best friend. I’m a married man. I’m too old for her, but stolen glances turn into more than either of us are prepared for. I’ve made promises I can’t keep. I’m the Prez of Royal Bastards MC. I’m not supposed to be tempted by her innocence. My head swears that I don’t love her, but my heart won’t let go.
Alexa-
Murder’s married. Off Limits. But I want him. He’s a powerful man. Untouchable and unbreakable. I’ll be his dirty little secret. No one has to know. We’re playing a dangerous game. A deadly one that will leave me with a broken heart or worse, but I’ll do anything to prove to him that what we share is a ride or die love. And for Murder, I’m willing to risk it all.
Tempting The Biker is part of the Royal Bastards MC world.
Recommended reading order for best enjoyment within the Charleston, WV Chapter:
The Biker’s Kiss
Lady & The Biker
Tempting The Biker
Dear Reader,
For best reading enjoyment it is recommended that you read Lady & The Biker prior to starting Tempting The Biker.
Enjoy the ride.
Glenna
Part One
Chapter One
The Past
“I knew it. I knew you were cheating on me,” Ruthie screeches at me for the millionth time.
I toss my hands up. “I’m done fuckin’ arguin’ with you. I’ve never stepped out on you but right now you make me wish I’d fucked every whore from West Virginia to California I’ve ever come into contact with. God damn.”
“I want you out of my house. Just pack your shit and go.” Her hand flies toward my face, but I grab her wrist before she makes contact. Ruthie draws her arm back, glaring at me. “I hate you.”
I snort and stroke my beard. “You get the fuck gone if you don’t want to be around me. This is my house. I pay the bills.” I take another hard pull of my bottle of Budweiser and drop onto the couch. I’m sick and tired of her shit. All the damn time she’s flapping her jaws to bitch at me. I’m over it. I don’t need it.
Her hand moves to her hip. “Why, so you can bring your whores here and fuck them in my bed too? You’d like that.”
“You fucking caught me.”
“I’ll leave, James, and I’ll never come back.”
I shake my head. “Then what the fuck you still standing here for?”
“I hate you. I wish you’d die.” her chest heaves as she stomps down the hall toward the master bedroom.
“Join the damn club. No one fuckin’ likes me,” I call out as the bedroom door slams shut. Closing my eyes, I scrub a palm over my face. Fuck me. If I’d known now what I knew when I was just a damn kid, I’d never stuck my dick in Ruthie Gibson. Was fifteen years old when I knocked the cunt up. When I drop my hand, Rochelle is standing in front of me with a hand on her hip mimicking her mother. “What?” I bark, and she flinches staring back at me with her big brown eyes, bottom lip jutting out trembling on the verge of tears.
“Mom said for me to pack a bag. That we’re going to Nan’s for the weekend.”
“What of it?”
“I don’t want to go with her. I want to stay home. I hate going there. It smells like muscle rub and peppermints. Nan is mean and hateful. She isn’t like my Gigi.” Nan is Ruthie’s grandmother. Gigi is her mother, but Nan practically raised her.
“Mind your mother. You know how she gets when I come back from a run. She’ll cool her shit, and by next week she’ll be back to herself. You’ll see.”
“I guess, but—”
“No but. Just pack light and go on. Nan is old and set in her ways, but the crazy old bat means well enough.”
“Dad,” she whines, stomping a foot. “I have plans.”
“Yeah well now you have new ones. Don’t give me no attitude. Listen to your mother.”
“Whatever.”
