Sins of the Father Read Online Marie James (Ravens Ruin MC #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ravens Ruin MC Series by Marie James
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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Agitation boils low in my gut. I need these men at my back, but I also can’t worry if one of them is going to slit my throat from behind. Give an inch, and some will take a mile.

“Bitch about your job one more time,” I warn Hornet, “And you’ll end up downstairs.”

A sly grin forms on Hornet’s face, as if he’s proud I passed some fucking test. Depending on how the rest of my fucking day goes, my Road Captain may not make the trip to Detroit after all.

The morning drags on as we discuss and make plans for the next couple of weeks. Thankfully, not one other person at the table balks when I give an order that is the opposite of what my father would’ve done. They know the club was drowning and that we wouldn’t last another couple of years if things had stayed the way they were.

“As many of you know, Molly showed up last night,” I begin, “She’s off-limits just like she’s always been.”

I hold my hand up when Chains opens his mouth to fucking say something.

“I don’t give a shit that she turned eighteen last month. I will kill any man at this table that lays a finger on her.” My eyes find Briar’s. “It’s your responsibility to make sure every fucking prospect and every goddamned hangaround that enters the front doors of my club knows it as well.”

“I’ll kill ‘em myself if they even think about it, Prez,” Briar vows.

I know he will. Briar’s been as protective as a blood sibling over Molly since he arrived at Ravens Ruin ten years ago.

“So that doesn’t include the brunette bombshell Princess brought with her?” Leave it to Chains to immediately think about his dick.

“Candi is off-limits as well,” I mutter.

“Wait your turn,” Boston says. “You know Prez always gets the first piece.”

“Prez got to taste the rainbow last night,” TJ adds.

“Sweet.” Chains leans back in his chair, rubbing his hands together in excitement.

“Candi is an extension of Molly. Therefore she’s not to be touched either,” I hiss without breaking eye contact with my Sergeant-At-Arms.

His smile drops, and my day just suddenly got better.

Church dismisses, and as always, the girls are waiting and chatting with each other in the main room. TJ, not one to dally, picks a smiling Legs up from the couch and positions her in his lap as he sits down.

I’m not surprised to see both Molly and Candi in here. Nor am I shocked to see Candi’s laughing grin turn into a scowl when she notices me enter the room.

Between me on one end of the room and TJ lapping at tits on the other, Candi can’t decide which direction she should look. I don’t know if the wiggling she’s doing beside my sister has more to do with her being turned on by watching a girl get played with out in the open, or if I’m making her nervous.

“How do you plan to earn your keep?” Everyone in the room quiets and follows my eyes to Candi.

“I’m sorry?”

Oh, you’re gonna be, little girl.

“No one lives here for free,” I grunt.

“I know a way she can pay rent.” Candi’s throat swallows in fear at TJ’s words, but she doesn’t pull her eyes from mine.

“She’s going to help me with the books,” Molly interjects. “She’s incredible with numbers.”

“Fat fucking chance,” I spit. The last damn thing I need is this chick knowing any more about my club than her gorgeous dark eyes have already seen.

“I could use the help, Brother,” Boston says from the bar behind me.

“I’m not staying,” Candi says as if none of the previous conversation had even happened.

Reluctantly, I turn my attention to my sister. “Chapel now.”

Candi begins to rise form the couch when Molly stands.

“Not you,” I hiss before walking out of the room.

My sister seems just as pissed as she was last night as she follows me into the room.

“Why did you bring her here?”

Pretty blue eyes narrow at me, but I wait her out. I have the patience of a saint when it comes to Molly, and she damn well knows that we’ll be here all fucking day until she answers every question I have.

“She doesn’t have anywhere to go,” she answers.

“Bullshit. TJ told me last night that she’d mentioned her parents expecting her back.”

“Her dad is a piece of shit and never around. Her mom is always traveling the world with her husband, and doesn’t even have a permanent home address.”

“And you don’t find any of that odd?”

She huffs as she crosses her arms over her chest. “Really? Our dad was a psychotic, coke-headed biker running drugs all over the Northwest and killing anyone who looked at him sideways. My mom was murdered before my eyes when I was fucking four, and I’m supposed to find it weird that her mom gets mail at a PO Box?”


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