Reckless Ink (Book 3): The Twisted Saints MC, #3

By APRIL LUST

This is book 3 and the finale of The Twisted Saints MC trilogy!

I'll brand her so the world knows she's mine.

F**k the consequences. F**k the rules.

I've found what I was looking for:

The perfect woman to claim and corrupt.

And I won't rest until she's bearing my ink.

HAMMER

My plan to rob her daddy was simple.

Get in and get out.

But when I saw those begging eyes and that curvy, perfect body…

Things got a little more complicated.

I have plenty of notches on my belt.

Plenty of satisfied women, sent home moaning and sore.

But this girl is different.

It won't be enough to take her to my bed.

It won't be enough to hear her scream.

No, this time around, I need complete and utter dominance.

I have to own her.

And I won't rest until every son of a b!tch in the whole d*mn country knows that she belongs to me.

Sure as hell won't be easy, though.

Because Maggie isn't just any broad.

She's the daughter of the city's most powerful Mafia capo…

Who's also the man I'm about to rob blind.

The stakes might be high, but that's the way I like 'em.

I want to ride out:

For blood and glory.

For club and kutte.

For fighting and f**king and taking whatever I d*mn well please.

Starting with her.

MAGGIE

I'm fighting tooth and nail to avoid the fate my father has set out for me.

He's used to treating the women in his life like objects, like bargaining chips.

I guess that comes with the mob boss territory.

But I refuse to be bought and sold.

I won't let him marry me off to some creepy, disgusting mafioso.

I'm going to get the hell out of this family, this city, this life.

I want open roads and freedom.

And I've just found the man who will take me there.

But he wants something in exchange.

Not just my body.

Not just my heart.

He wants to own me from head to toe, inside and out.

And he wants to brand me so I can look at my skin and remember, every day and every night…

That I belong to him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: May 21, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393624066

Book preview

Reckless Ink: A Motorcycle Club Romance (The Twisted Saints MC) (Book 3)

By April Lust

I’ll brand her so the world knows she’s mine.

F**K THE CONSEQUENCES. F**k the rules.

I’ve found what I was looking for:

The perfect woman to claim and corrupt.

And I won’t rest until she’s bearing my ink.

HAMMER

My plan to rob her daddy was simple.

Get in and get out.

But when I saw those begging eyes and that curvy, perfect body...

Things got a little more complicated.

I have plenty of notches on my belt.

Plenty of satisfied women, sent home moaning and sore.

But this girl is different.

It won’t be enough to take her to my bed.

It won’t be enough to hear her scream.

No, this time around, I need complete and utter dominance.

I have to own her.

And I won’t rest until every son of a b!tch in the whole d*mn country knows that she belongs to me.

Sure as hell won’t be easy, though.

Because Maggie isn’t just any broad.

She’s the daughter of the city’s most powerful Mafia capo...

Who’s also the man I’m about to rob blind.

The stakes might be high, but that’s the way I like ‘em.

I want to ride out:

For blood and glory.

For club and kutte.

For fighting and f**king and taking whatever I d*mn well please.

Starting with her.

MAGGIE

I’m fighting tooth and nail to avoid the fate my father has set out for me.

He’s used to treating the women in his life like objects, like bargaining chips.

I guess that comes with the mob boss territory.

But I refuse to be bought and sold.

I won’t let him marry me off to some creepy, disgusting mafioso.

I’m going to get the hell out of this family, this city, this life.

I want open roads and freedom.

And I’ve just found the man who will take me there.

But he wants something in exchange.

Not just my body.

Not just my heart.

He wants to own me from head to toe, inside and out.

And he wants to brand me so I can look at my skin and remember, every day and every night...

That I belong to him.

Chapter 1

Brock

Three days later, Brock sat on the bed in the hotel room, drinking the tiny bottles of liquor from the mini-bar. He looked down at the stacks of bills that had been fanned out across the blanket. In the corner, Crack was slumped over in a chair, snoring heavily. It was almost midnight.

Oh, the hand-off had gone smoothly, all right. Turo showed up with Adamo, still apologizing and insisting on his own innocence as he gave Brock the valise with the ten million dollars in it. He'd invited Brock to count it to make sure everything was there, but Brock imperiously stated he was sure it was—with the vaguest hint of a threat in his voice—and dismissed Turo, saying he'd be in touch within the week about his father's release.

And now here it all was. Ten million dollars—and if the five million had been more money than Brock had ever seen before, then ten looked like someone else's dream coming true before his eyes. He had to reach out and touch it just to confirm that it was real.

Combined with the previous payoff, it was fifteen million. Split seven ways, that was over two million dollars per involved party. The biggest score of Brock's life and it was his, free and clear.

They'd pushed their luck, and it had paid off. Turo would have had to liquidate most of his personal cash reserve to pay this off, as well as about a third of his mob businesses. Between that and the sudden loss of his only heroin connection, he wouldn't be in much of a position to retaliate once he realized he'd been conned.

Now it was time for the loot to be divided and for Brock to split, laughing all the way.

So why didn't he feel happy about any of it?

He wished the answer were elusive, but unfortunately, he knew exactly what it was and he loathed himself for it.

It was Maggie.

He couldn't get her