Ryder - A Wings Of Diablo MC Novel
By Rae B. Lake
Acknowledgements
To Mr. Get-Me-Right, You get all the way on my nerves but I love you to pieces. You sacrafice so much so that I can live my dreams, it means so much to me, I can’t even describe how thankful I am to have you in my life.
To my minime’s, You bring joy to my life in so many ways. The both of you are my motivation to keep pushing. I love you so much!
To my Fans, Family and Friends, this has been a hell of a journey and I promise that it is so far from over! Thank you for sticking with me and encouraging me to keep going.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Epilogue
Epilogue- Cherry
Ryder – A Wings of Diablo MC Novel
Copyright © 2020 by Rae B. Lake
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Chapter 1
“Why don’t you want to be with me?” The woman screeched, ugly tears falling down her face. “I fucking hate you!” She picked up a pillow and threw it at me.
That was my cue to leave. I stood and gathered all my shit, making sure to pick up my kutte from the chair and tried to walk past her.
“Wait, wait, Ryder. Where are you going? I’m sorry, I’m being emotional. It’s just...I love you and I know you love me too. I hate this.”
“Fuck did you say?” I asked turning to look at Valentine. She tried to put a hand on my cheek, I slapped it down hard. “I asked you a fucking question! What did you say to me?”
“I said that I love you.” She said cradling her hand to her chest.
“No, I don’t care about that shit, what else did you say?”
“I said you love me too.”
“Yes, that’s what you said.” I stepped closer to her, I bent my knees so that I was level with her eyes, I didn’t want her to miss one word of what was about to come out of my mouth. “This is the last time that I am going to say this. I don’t give two shits about you, I don’t love you, I will never love you.” I watched as bigger tears rolled down her crumpled face. I watched her break right in front of me but it wasn’t enough, I had to put the nail in the coffin as they say. Make sure that she knew that she was nothing more than a gash for me to get my dick wet. “In fact, your pussy is the only reason I even tolerate you, and sorry to say it’s not good enough for this.”
I heard the telltale gasp and she smacked me hard across the face.
“Get the fuck out of here! I never want to see your ass again! I hate you, Ryder, I hate you!” I walked out as she continued to scream at my back. I didn’t have a care in the world, she knew better than to open her mouth about what I liked in the bedroom, if she did, I would make sure she was blackballed from every club in the state. I even had some pull with clubs in other states, so if she did try to squeal, she wouldn’t be a dancer anywhere near here.
The pulsing red and white lights played harshly against the wall as I walked down the long corridor from the VIP rooms, I could feel the bass of the music through the floor before I even opened the soundproof door.
Satin Wings was the premier strip club in the area, Cherry and Maven spared no expense when they put this together. It was a huge cash cow for the MC and a great way for us to get in new club bunnies. It was so good in fact, we put up three more. Suddenly, I went from making barely one trip a month to pick up MC club money to needing to make two or three trips a week. As the club treasurer, I always had money on my mind. Where to get it, who owed it and how we could get more.
Back when we were warring with the Bolivian Cartel, we had to scrape by on just what we made running guns. Now the Wings of Diablo had their fingers in many different pies. We owned bars, strip clubs, and even a fucking restaurant. The money was good and I loved every goddamn second of it.
“She had her eyes on the prize as the girl next door, you grow up quick when you grow up poor…”
Nickleback blared through the place, and Lace one of our newer girls started her turn on the stage while the rest of the dancers mingled in the crowd, showing the men a good time. Laughing at their jokes and touching them in places that made them hungry for more.
I looked over by the bar and could see Pinky serving everyone at the bar, she was alone. I was sure Maven was going to pop up any minute, Maven was Clean’s ol’ lady but she was about her business, crazy as hell, but had a good head on her shoulders.
“You waiting on me, daddy?”
I had to close my eyes for a second and think of something else, the way that woman spoke to me always had me on edge but I couldn’t let her know that shit.
I turned to see Cherry, wearing a snow white bodysuit that covered her from her breasts to her ankles and heels that sparkled every time she moved. It would be too much for most girls but not for Cherry, this woman was as bad as they came.
“What the fuck is going on here? Do I need to have someone come
