RUTHLESS HOLD (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (6 page)

Whoops.

Eden was done with kindness though.
She needed action and results right now. The police would find her eventually to
question her about what happened at the tattoo shop. She thought about
confessing that to Trev, but that wasn
’
t
the reason why she came to Frelen and to see Back Down Devil MC. She needed to
see her father. Show him the picture and make it known she got his letter and
that it was time for them to start a relationship. The MC would then welcome
her. Life would somehow figure itself out.

Glancing over her shoulder, Eden
knew her father had to be in the clubhouse. Maybe even looking out a window,
seeing her.

Would he even recognize my face?
Probably not. But he knew where I was. He sent The Letter to me.

Trev walked Eden around to the back
of a small building. He grabbed an old doorknob and looked at her.
“
Ready to talk yet?
”

“
To
my father, yes.
”

“
You
realize I could have shot you ten times by now.
”

“
But
you didn
’
t.
”

“
Which
symbolizes something like trust. So why don
’
t
you just trust me a little and give me something to work with.
”

“
No.
”

“
Suit
yourself.
”

Trev opened the door and grabbed
Eden
’
s arm. As he pulled
her forward, her body brushed against his. He was rough yet gentle, knowing his
own strength but not stepping too far over the line. His body was rock hard,
obviously laced with muscle, not to mention he had been turned on and pressed
it against Eden.

She stumbled forward, half turned
on, mostly hating herself for the position she was in. When she looked at the
center of the garage, she let out a scream.

A hand covered her mouth and Trev
’
s hard, outlaw body was against
hers. His front to her back. His
stuff
still kind of hard
…
or maybe it was just that big
all the time.

Her knees shook at the sight in
front of her eyes.

“
See
these two guys?
”
Trev
whispered into her ear.
“
These
two are members of our MC.
”

Eden shook her head. She had seen
enough already.

The two men had chains around their
wrists and those chains were hooked around a bar across the ceiling of the
building. They were dangling, the tips of their toes barely touching the floor.
They were shirtless, their skinny bodies exposed, wearing nothing but jeans and
black boots. They had blindfolds on and gags in their mouths.

“
They
fucked up,
”
Trev said.
“
They fucked with me. With my
club. We actually just took a vote right before you showed up, Eden. You know
what that vote was for?
”

“
What?
”
she asked.

“
To
kill them or not.
”

“
Jesus.
”

“
The
vote went the way we wanted,
”
Trev said.
“
They
’
re dead men breathing right now.
”

Eden started to shake even worse.

Trev then pushed Eden forward. He
then walked toward the men and reached for his knife.

“
Hey,
Stevie!
”
Trev yelled.
“
You awake, my man?
”

The guy started to thrash and try
and scream.

Trev put the knife to the guy
’
s throat and looked at Eden.
“
Here
’
s what we
’
re
going to do. You
’
re going
to talk to me or I
’
m going
slit his throat. Either way, I win. Because when I
’
m done with Stevie here, I
’
ll take care of Keith. And if they
’
re both dead and you
’
re still not talking
…
hope you don
’
t mind chains
…”

Eden felt her heart pounding in her
chest. This guy was real. This guy was the epitome of outlaw biker. For a
second, she thought about running but she knew he
’
d
catch her in a second. Or someone else would. And maybe that someone else
wouldn
’
t be so nice.

Nice? He's got a knife to guy
’
s throat and he
’
s the nice one?

Eden shivered and put her hand out.
“
Stop.
”

“
What?
”

“
I
saw someone get murdered last night.
”

“
Keep
talking.
”

“
I
work at a tattoo shop,
”
Eden said.
“
Okay?
”

“
You
don
’
t have any ink.
”

“
Who
says I need ink to be a tattoo artist?
”

“
It
’
s weird.
”

“
Says
the guy with a knife to another man
’
s
throat.
”

“
Fair
enough.
”
Trev took the
knife away.
“
Keep talking.
How does this connect with your father?
”

“
He
sent me a letter.
”

“
You
’
re father sent you a letter?
”

“
Yes.
”

“
Bullshit
on you,
”
Trev said.

He started to move at Eden, knife
in hand. She tried to walk back and lost her balance. She turned and fell into
the wall. She rolled to the door and Trev was right there. His hand grabbed her
ass and Eden jumped, yelping. As she tried to smack him, she felt his hand
cupping her tight.

Eden wiggled away and swung again,
managing to get a slap across Trev
’
s
face.

He smiled and lifted his hand,
showing her that he hadn
’
t
been getting a cheap feel but rather getting the picture out of her back
pocket.

“
No,
”
she said.
“
Please don
’
t damage it. Someone already
burned the letter.
”

“
Stay
right there,
”
Trev said. He
unfolded the picture and his eyes went wide.
“
Holy
fuck.
”

Then there was silence.

Eden could only hear and feel her
heart.

“
I
wasn
’
t lying,
”
she finally whispered.

Trev turned the picture around.
“
Where the fuck did you get this?
”

“
My
father sent it to me.
”

“
With
a letter?
”

“
Yes.
”

“
That
’
s impossible.
”

“
Why?
”

“
It
’
s
…
it
’
s just impossible,
”
Trev said.
“
When did you get this?
”

“
A
long time ago, okay? Almost a year ago.
”

“
Ah,
fuck,
”
Trev said.
“
You
’
re not fucking with me?
”

“
No.
Why?
”

Trev folded up the picture and put
it in his pocket.

Eden jumped forward.
“
Please. That
’
s the only picture I have of
him.
”

Gently, Trev put a hand to Eden
’
s shoulder.
“
Okay, here
’
s what is going to happen next.
We
’
re going to trust each
other. You have no idea that bomb you
’
re
about to set off, sweetheart. I
’
m
willing to help your ass as long as you help me.
”

“
Meaning
what?
”

“
These
guys that busted up the tattoo shop. Did they give a reason?
”

“
No.
They shot Dimitrio dead. He owns the place. They didn
’
t realize I was there. Then they started to come on
to me. When they saw the letter and the picture, they wanted to rape me and
kill me. They knew you guys.
”

“
Fuck,
”
Trev said.
“
Okay. I
’
m going to give you someplace to settle for a
minute. Okay? I need to address this. Move with me right now.
”

Before Eden could say a word, Trev
grabbed her by the hand and started to lead the way. Feeling his tight grip on
her hand filled her with heat and made her feel protected. This coming from a
man who just minutes ago had a knife to another man
’
s throat. Eden was beyond confused, beyond scared,
desperate for an answer.

They walked from one building to
another. They went up a set of steps and Trev opened the door. He then turned
and stuck his fingers into his mouth and whistled. Two men in leather cuts came
rushing to Trev
’
s whistle.
They barreled up the steps and halted right before him.

Eden had to admit it to herself
that it was kind of sexy to see a man command such power.

“
You
two fucks stand guard at this fucking door. Got it? She is not allowed to
leave, no matter what. If the place is on fire, piss on it to put it out. She
takes one fucking step and you put a bullet in her leg. End of discussion.
”

“
Got
it,
”
one of them said.

They both stood there, staring at
Eden.

Trev then looked at her.
“
Move inside for a second.
”

“
What
are you doing?
”
she asked.

“
Insuring
myself before all hell breaks loose.
”

“
Why
would all hell break loose?
”
Eden asked.

Trev shut the door and locked it.
He then ripped off his leather cut and took off all of his holster, letting his
gun fall to the floor. Eden saw something like rage in his eyes as he grabbed
for her. Hands at her waist, he picked her up and put her on the table in the
small kitchen. He had his body against hers, staring down at her.

“
If
you fuck with me or my club, I will have no choice but to kill you. I want that
on the table right now.
”

“
I
swear, I
’
m not fucking with
anyone. I
’
m just trying to
talk to my father.
”

“
He
’
s not here,
”
Trev said.

“
What
do you mean he
’
s not here?
”

Eden saw something flash across
Trev
’
s face.

Guilt? Worry?

Whatever it was, it didn
’
t fit on him well.

He touched her face, his thumb
against her cheek.
“
Don
’
t leave this place. Don
’
t make my guys have to shoot
you. I need to go talk to Miller right now.
”

“
Why?
What
’
s happening?
”

There was a second of hesitation
and Trev then planted a kiss to Eden
’
s
cheek.

“
I
’
m sorry, sweetheart,
”
he whispered and then pulled
away.

Eden got a handful of his t-shirt
and tugged at him. When she did, his shirt lifted. She saw skin, muscle, ink.
He was ripped along the side of his body, his oblique
’
s twisted into the rest of his stomach. It was jaw
dropping muscle, chiseled and toned.

Trev grabbed her wrist.
“
Don
’
t fucking pull at me if you can
’
t handle what I
’
m going to do to you.
”

“
When
is my father coming back?
”
she asked.

Trev broke Eden
’
s hold and walked to the door.
He paused and looked back at her.
“
Let
me figure this out and I
’
ll
be back. Just know that I
’
m
sorry.
”

Trev opened the door and left.

“
For
what?
”
Eden called out.

She slithered off the table and
hurried to the door. She tried to ignore the fact that her panties were damp.
No man had ever gone after her like Trev did.

She put her ear to the door and
listened
…

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six.

Trev touched his back pocket. He
felt the picture.

What the fuck was Griffin doing
with a pregnant Jenn?