The Enforcer: Devil's Henchmen MC, Book One

By Samantha McCoy

Zander “Reaper” Evans is an Ex-Navy SEAL. Fighting the demons that still lurk in his head, Reaper takes his place as the VP and Enforcer for the Devil’s Henchmen MC. He has a strict ‘no relationship’ policy. Reaper’s heart has already been broken once; he has no intention of ever letting it happen again. He’ll just stick to one-nights and bachelorhood.

Or so he thought...

Amber Parks can’t believe how her life has changed. One minute happiness is surrounding her. The next, everything is in shambles at her feet. In a blink of an eye, everything changed. Left with no other choice, Amber calls her brother for help and finds herself caught in the sights of one very large Henchmen.

The pull between the two is obvious to everyone; however, none of that matters because Amber’s past isn’t quite finished with her, yet... And, Reaper’s demons? Well, they aren’t going anywhere.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Samantha McCoy
• Release date: Jun 19, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463039014

Samantha McCoy

*International Bestselling Author*Samantha McCoy is from Texas but currently lives in Chicago, Illinois. She writes contemporary romance - MC and Erotica books with a little bit of something extra. Samantha has also dabbled a bit in Paranormal Romance.She is a lover of coffee, Dr. Pepper, and wine; and a Lemonhead fanatic.If you would like to learn more about her and her upcoming events and releases, check out her page on Facebook: Samantha McCoy, AuthorHer Private Facebook Reader Group: Sam's Books & Sultry BitsorInstagram: @samiek81Twitter: @samiek81

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The Enforcer

Devil’s Henchmen MC

Book One

The Enforcer

© 2017 by Samantha McCoy

First Electronic Publication: June 17, 2017

United States of America

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Acknowledgments

First, I have to thank my family. My kids have eaten a lot of Ramen noodles in the process of creating this book. Thank goodness, it’s one of their favorites. Love y’all bunches!

To my author bestie Kat - Thank you for just being you. Your reassurances have meant the world to me, along with your friendships. I love you, woman!

To P Jameson - Thank you for being an inspiration and mentor! It was such an honor to meet you in person in Dallas.

Last but not least, thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read my book. The love y’all have shown me has been mind-blowing, even before its release.

Chapter One

Reaper

Reaper looked around the smoke-filled bar. Yep, just another day at the office. As always, the place was packed with the clubhouse usual - brothers and the whores trying to become their ol’ ladies. He hated this place. Maybe hate was a strong word. He would rather be at home, laying in his bed, icing down his sore leg, but he was on duty tonight. As VP of the Devil’s Henchmen MC, he was responsible for ensuring everything ran smoothly tonight. Sledge, the MC’s President, was gone for the day to get his kid sister.

Well, she really wasn’t a kid, he thought to himself.

Sledge’s sister was a twenty-two-year-old woman, who apparently likes to pick all the wrong guys. This isn’t the first time he’s had to rescue her from a bad relationship. As a matter of fact, he had to do this same thing last year. Sledge ended up sending a couple of guys over to her place to chase off the low-life she was trying to get rid of because apparently, the guy wouldn’t take a hint.

To be honest, Reaper was surprised he had never met the girl yet. He’s heard about her plenty over the last fifteen years simply because he and Sledge go way back, but he’s never brought her here to the compound. So, whatever transpired this time, it must be pretty bad.

Reaper was lost in thought, wondering what exactly could have happened to make Sledge bring her to a place like this when the clubhouse door flew open banging against the wall. Heart pounding, Reaper stood so quickly the barstool he’d been sitting on slid out from behind him and crashed to the floor.

Sledge was standing at the door with a lethal look on his face. He reached behind him and gently pulled a curvaceous female to his side. His cut was draped over her head so she couldn’t be seen, but Reaper knew who was underneath. Sledge glanced at Reaper and signaled for him to follow.

Hold down the fort Frank, Reaper said to the bartender on duty tonight and trailed behind Sledge up the stairs and into his office, without even waiting for a reply. He knew his order would be followed.

Shut the fucking door, Sledge said, looking as if he was ready to murder someone. He was pissed. It had been a long time since Reaper had seen his friend this upset. Sledge was normally the calm one out of the two of them. To see him pushed to his current state of anger, was something new for Reaper.

Closing the door, he turned back to Sledge just as he was removing the cut from his sister’s head, and everything clicked into place. Reaper understood what had pushed his friend into his current state. Reaper stood stiffly with his back against the door. The woman next to Sledge was beautiful.

She stood maybe five feet tall, long red wavy hair that reached to her waist, and curves that a man could hug for days. But that wasn’t the only thing that Reaper noticed. Her face, as stunning as it was, it made his blood boil. He could make out the cut on her swollen lower lip, the ugly black and purple bruise by her left eye that hadn’t begun to heal; and another on her right cheek and the perfect outline of a handprint around her throat. All of it was recent. Someone had put this beautiful woman through hell. Reaper wanted answers. No, something inside of him demanded answers. Whoever did this, whoever hurt her, they would pay.

What the hell..., he said as calmly as he could, but Sledge still arched an eyebrow at Reaper’s tone. He could hear the grumble in his voice and knew he was barely holding onto his rage.

The two of them had been friends for so long, they knew each other’s thoughts just from a single look. If there was one thing the Devil’s Henchmen did not tolerate, it was the abuse of females.

Who the fuck is responsible for this? Reaper demanded, making Sledge’s sister jump at his barely controlled tone.

Sledge glared at Reaper, saying, That piece of shit ex of hers.

Please tell me he is no longer a problem? Reaper asked, trying to calm his tone, not wanting to scare the woman more than she was already.

Reap, this is my sister Amber. Amber, this is Reaper my VP. If you are not with me or in the clubhouse - you are to be with him. He will protect you. Amber nodded her head to indicate she understood.

To answer your question brother, no he is still out there. The fucker ran off the second he heard my bike pull into the apartment complex. I searched around the neighborhood, but I couldn’t find the dickweed anywhere, he told Reaper. Until he is found and dealt with, she goes nowhere alone, Sledge said.

Agreed. We need to call a member’s meeting. The club should know what’s going on and who to look out for. I’m sure the bastard won’t be stupid enough to come here looking for her, but the more eyes we have to look, the better, Reaper said and Sledge nodded his head in agreement.

I’ll call a meeting in the morning. From what I saw downstairs, most of the brothers are probably too drunk to even understand what the fuck is going on tonight, Sledge said, running a frustrated hand through his hair.

He was right about that, Reaper thought, remembering a couple of the guys stumbling around and laughing when one fell over a chair and spilled his beer on one of the club girls. That’s how things were around here on a Friday or Saturday night. A bunch of drunk bikers looking for a piece of ass and even more club girls willing to give it to them.

That was never Reaper’s thing though. If he needed to get laid, he’d find his own flesh before he stuck his dick into something that all of his brothers had already had.

Looking at Amber, he wondered what her flesh would feel like wrapped around him. What she would taste like and he felt his dick come to life, thinking she probably tasted like pure honey.

What the ever loving fuck was he thinking! She’s his best friend’s sister and obviously, the woman had already been through hell, Reaper thought to himself.

At that moment, Amber looked up at him, running her eyes from his scuffed-up boots to his middle. Her eyes widened slightly. Reaper knew she noticed his cock and he snickered causing her to break contact with that particular section of him and meet his eyes.

Damn, she was gorgeous, Reaper thought. If they had met under different circumstance, and if she wasn’t his President’s sister, Reaper knew he’d have been buried deep inside her the second she had walked through the club doors.

A cough drew Reaper’s

Reviews for The Enforcer

[Missy Tapine-Tumu · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Loved this introduction to the Henchmens stories and i look forward to reading the rest of the crews stories too ?

[Linda · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Reaper and ambers love story was a good read but to short