Before we begin, I have to remind you that there are sexual scenes, scenes with violence in them, cursing, sad scenes that may be stressing. This story is intended for those aged 18 and over. This book is a work in progress. I haven’t completed it yet. I don’t want anyone to think that it’s completed and I will let you know when it is.
Here is book 2 of the Insoburdinate Series. Thank you and enjoy.
SOPHIA AND THE DEVILS DRAGONS
Sophia is an innocent woman who lives with her brother Lewis. He runs their families drug cartel businesses from their home in Arlington. Rocco has his eyes on Sophia and she’s not interested in him. He makes her feel uncomfortable and she doesn’t exactly get along with him.
Lewis is in serious trouble with The Devils Dragons and Sophia is about to become Rocco’s girl because life doesn’t come for free. Lewis sacrificed his life and Sophia is now going to be the girl that Rocco always wanted. Problem- He’s vicious, scary, unfriendly, hot, sexy and dominant. As we already know, The Devils Dragons live many lifestyles and that includes the world of BDSM.
Can Sophia deal with bikers and a dominant who tells her what to do or could she fall inside the same trap as Clara?
The breeze is cool and the Devils Dragons are rumbling and roaring down the street. Savage is sitting up front with Blaze on his left and Knuckles on the right. Sav nods his head at Blaze and Knuckles gives him a goofy smile as Blaze shakes his head revving his Harley. The sun is shining bright in the sky and shotgun now has his name stitched on the back of his cut for the first time since receiving his name.
They look to their right and the snipes join on to their group of seventy-five riders as residents stand outside to show their respects. Slowing down they continue through the busy Mountain Lakes. Nodding on the way past, they smile and feel happy when they see children waving as they follow in the correct order. They can see the admiration on the kid’s faces and Blaze salutes to them.
Speeding up they flow down the road as the police pull up in a lay by. Sheriff Stance nods over at them shouting through his microphone. “Stay out of trouble boys.” Savage laughs out loud and throws up his middle finger at him before shouting “fuck me” looking over his shoulder.
“Shit!!!” Blaze shouts out and Knuckles tries to brake and come to a stop. The convoy halts to a stop and Savage almost looses his bike in the process. “What the fuck!”
Finally getting his footing, he lifts his head and comes eye to eye with Blue orbs.
“Why are you on the road? Couldn’t you hear bikes!” Knuckles kicks his stand and walks around to the front. “Well. You goin’ to speak?”
She shrugs her shoulders and runs off. Savage lays his bike down and runs after her as quick as his feet can move. Getting to the end of the road, he looks around and the field that stands in front of him is empty with no signs of the woman with the blue eyes.
Turning on his heels, he looks from left to right and shakes his head irritated. Walking back over to the boys, he lifts his bike up and pushes off his feet to start riding away to the destination.
“The hell was that about! D’ya know that girl Sav?” Knuckles asks him and he shrugs his shoulders and throws his hands up. “Not a clue.”
Riding through the double black gates, they pull up one after the other lining up. Merging into a group, they walk together and take a seat on the wooden benches that surround a fire pit. The fire is blazing hot and the mood is cheerful as families gather around the fire and the boys lay their hands on the shoulder next to them. It’s the brothers’ code and Savage made sure he employed good men.
“Prez, you seen Rocco?” Savage looks over his shoulder at Shotgun and stands up annoyed. “He better not be fuckin’ another chick!”
Shotgun takes a seat and Savage walks towards the row of sheds at the back behind the small forest. Looking around, he lights his cigarette and walks up to the first door. Kicking it open, he stares at an empty wooden room with a hay bale at the back. Exiting, he walks to the next one calmly and the door is slightly ajar. Opening it up slowly, he steps inside and pulls out his pistol.
“Rocco. You better not be fuckin’ around we have shit to sort!”
He hears a loud scream and walks to the back with caution.
The forest is dark and nobody is around. The night air is lukewarm and the trees are swaying slightly with the soft breeze.
“What you doin’?” Savage shouts ragging Rocco back by his arm. “Get off me! This bitch is pushing my patience.”
“I don’t care. You don’t do shit like that! The hell is goin’ on?”
He stands tall at six foot and the girl stares up at him with horror in her eyes. He turns his head on the side trying to figure out what is going through the innocent blondes head who stands before him, but he has a small suspicion that the girl isn’t from his world and more of the posh area on the other side of town. She looks down at the floor and when he moves slightly, she steps back as quick as she can. She is petrified and he can feel fear radiating off her. Looking over at Rocco who is tense and angry, he rolls his eyes and grabs the girl by her arm to get her away from Rocco.
“The hell you think you’re doin’ Prez?”
“Savin you both from each other. Posh spice, go home, Rocco with me now.”
Releasing her arm, he throws his arm out pushing Rocco back with the back of his hand and watches as she exits his line of sight.
“Whatever man.” Rocco pushes Savage’s arm down and storms out of the shed. Savs phone rings and he retrieves it from the pocket of his black jeans.
Blaze stands up towering over the small picnic table that squishes his knees. Rocco is a storming rage walking towards him and he lifts his leg over the seat to stop Rocco from hurting an innocent. Rocco slides past him and sits down on his bike starting it up.
“Rocco, what the fuck man?” Blaze shouts behind him as he tries to catch up, but by the time he has got to where Rocco was, he has left at full speed. Pushing his hair back, he turns to see Savage and at that moment he knows that something serious had happened in the woods.
“What’s goin’ on prez?” Blaze asks Savage crossing his arms, broad and animalistic posture.
“Leave Rocco to sulk, we have more important shit to sort out.”