บททั้งหมดของ Wild ridge : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

~death~Another fucked-up day, as usual. I sighed as I cleaned the blood off my hands. I stared down at the whimpering coward kneeling on the floor in front of me, begging for his life. "Please! Please!" he kept repeating. "Shut the fuck up," I said, a smile spreading across my face. "You and I both know you're not going anywhere. The only time you're leaving this place is in a body bag." I watched him whimper in fear, savoring the moment. Now, Dean, let's begin, shall we?" I watched as he pissed himself, trying to skimp away from me. "Tell me what I need to know, and I'll make your death painless." Dean whimpered, shaking his head vigorously. "I can't. They will kill me!" I clicked my tongue at his statement. "Oh, Dean, I guess they didn't tell you. You're dead either way. My name is Death, and your little gang has messed with the wrong MC club. The Wild Ridge is not to be fucked with." I stared into his face as a look of horror overtook him. If he wasn't completely scared befor

~death~I couldn't fucking believe what I was seeing and hearing—the pretty redhead was the prez's sister. I watched as she continued to stare at me until I finally took my eyes off of her. I heard the prez talking to her. "Okay, Vick. I'll see you later. The guys will make sure you're straight." He then turned back to us. "Okay, you bunch of dipshits, I don't want to see any of you messing around with my sister. If I see it, consider your life forfeited." And at his words, I could only say, "Fuck!" as I stared at her. With that, the prez left and headed back toward his office. The rest of the guys began to disperse. I quickly got up and was about to head out until I felt a pair of eyes on me. Glancing behind me, I noticed her watching me as I headed toward the exit. Just as I was about to open the door, I felt a pair of slim hands grab my wrist. "Um, excuse me, Death, was it?" I turned around, facing her again. Her eyes were searching, a mix of curiosity and determination. "Ye

~ Vick~ When I heard someone calling my name, I didn't expect it to be Mr. GQ model himself. His intimidating figure stood by the door as he looked at me with those blue eyes that hid something more. "We need to talk," he said, his voice gruff and no-nonsense. I knew my brother had probably told him my situation. As I made my way toward him, I felt a mix of relief and trepidation. This man, Death, was known for his lethal skills and cold demeanor. At least that's what some of the guys told me when I asked. If anyone could protect me, it was him, but I wasn't sure how I felt about it. We moved to a quieter corner, away from prying eyes and ears. His presence was overwhelming and I couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear. "What's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Your brother wants me to protect you," he said bluntly, his gaze unwavering. My eyes widened slightly, but I nodded. "I understand." "Good," he replied, his tone leaving no room for debate. "

~vick~I couldn't believe what had just happened. As I ran inside, my mind raced. It could only have been my dick of an ex-boyfriend, but how did he find me so fast? I never told him where I grew up. Yeah, he knew I had a brother, but Nick and I rarely talked.I grumbled to myself until I heard another voice calling my name."Hey, Vick!" one of the club girls shouted. I think her name was Jen. "You okay? Did Death hurt you?" she questioned.At the mention of his name, I tensed and quickly whispered, "No.""Oh, well, me and some of the girls saw you run in here and figured he must have done something for you to run into the clubhouse that fast."I forced a smile at her question. "No, he didn't hurt me. Just a rough day."Jen looked relieved and nodded. "Alright, if you need anything, we're here.""Thanks," I said, appreciating her concern.As she walked away, I took a deep breath. I needed to figure out how my ex found me so quickly and what I was going to do next.I made my way toward

~death~I knew it was a fucking bad idea when I went to her room. But all I was thinking about was checking on her and seeing if she was okay. I didn't expect her to grab me the way she did.Standing there, her eyes wide with a mix of relief and something else, I felt my resolve waver. She threw herself at me, and instinctively, I caught her. The softness of her body against mine, the warmth of her breath—it all hit me like a freight train.I wanted to push her away, to keep that distance I always maintained, but something about her kept pulling me in. Her lips found mine, and for a brief moment, I let myself get lost in the sensation. She tasted sweet, like temptation and danger all wrapped up in one.As we broke apart, I could feel my mask slipping. I couldn't afford this. She was the prez's sister, and I was... well, I was Death. Bringing chaos and destruction wherever I went. How could I protect her when all I wanted was to lose myself in her?"I have to go," I said, my voice roug