Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Thankfully I have a father who backs his kids above all else or my mom would've guilted me into doing some shit that would've made me miserable for the rest of my days.
It didn't help that two years later my older sister Stacy decided to use her art major education to become a tattoo artist, I swear to this day my mom still blames me.
Stacy is responsible for my tatts, her and her hubby Emory opened their open parlor where they did tattoos and piercings for high end clientele, so we've pretty much got the badass criteria cornered.
I own my own bike shop, run a bike crew of hell raisers, while Stacy and Em paint and pierce the gang.
We're not a real gang, we don't go around starting fights and stupid shit, I'm not exactly barbaric, we're more into raising money for a good cause, helping little old ladies fix their leaky roofs on the weekend, shit like that, but the reality is that shit does happen and sometimes that shit can end with someone in the hospital.
We have rivals who don't like the way we rock, we could give a fuck, we're more guardian angel than hell's angels and the community loves and respects us.
That doesn't mean we wouldn't fuck a motherfucker up or that we haven't, just that that's not what we're all about.
We're not glory hounds,we just love to fucking ride.
Now it's Monday and Jared is supposed to be bringing this chick by any minute for a meet, I still wasn't sure about this but Jared's a friend, what can you do?
I heard his hog pull up outside and got up to go out there, no one entered the inner sanctum unless they were part of the crew.
Jared was walking ahead of...something.
His face broke out in a sappy grin when he saw me.
"Colton this is Katarina."
I watched her disinterestedly as he made the introductions before extending my hand for her to shake.
Her hand was soft and small in mine with a slight tremble, I wondered what happened to make the little swan so nervous already.
Granted my look put fear in grown men but she was here with one of my men, she shouldn't be afraid.
Whatever, I didn't have time to placate some scared little virgin afraid of her own shadow.
"Katarina."
"Nice to meet you Mr. Lyon."
I looked at Jared with a raised brow, I hope he knew what he was doing bringing this lamb into the Lyon's den.
I couldn't make out much of her body, her tiny frame was shrouded in a hoodie that looked three times too big, her legs were encased in I guess...skinny jeans, and her feet shoved into what has to be the oldest pair of chucks I've ever seen.
"Nice to meet you Katarina how are you enjoying your move so far?"
She blushed, what the fuck, this chick was way too timid.
I hope she isn't one of those retiring types who cries at the drop of a hat or at raised voices and shit, my guys will eat her alive, fuck, what the fuck was Storm thinking?
"So Jared tells me you're interested in the job."
"Yes sir."
"I'm up here Katarina, look, if you want to work around here you're going to have to do better than this, these guys are rough customers, some of the people we build for are even worse, not to mention the people you have to deal with on the phone, you're gonna need to up your game."
I saw Jared give her a nudge before she picked her head up and looked at me.
"Can you handle that?"
"Yes...uh, ahem, yes sir, yes I think I can."
She threw her shoulders back and lifted her head, behind her eyes there was some kind of war going on.
I guess I was asking her to go against her nature, okay Jared was my boy she was his friend for him I'll give her one week, two at the most to get her bearings, if I noticed that she wasn't working out I would let her go, friend or no friend.
"You can start tomorrow, come around eight so I can show you the ropes. It shouldn't be too hard, we have a spread sheet set up in the system already, our ordering system is organized, all you need to do is keep track of what's going out and how much we need to replace every week.
All special orders go through me, no exceptions, if you have any questions about anything come to me, anyone bothers you, same deal. We clear?"
"Yes sir."
"And knock off that sir shit, I only like women I take to my bed to call me that."
Her face almost exploded with her blush.
Oh joy, I run a hard-core crew of badasses and I get stuck with Polly fucking Anna as a gal Friday. The fuck!
Jared was grinning like a jackass as he led her out of the office to show her around. I heard the murmur of the guys' voices as they greeted her, I guess Jared had warned them of her titmouse attitude because there were no lewd remarks floating back to my ears.