TEMPTED

DEATH DEALERS MC, BOOK 2

By: Alana Sapphire

Copyright 2015 Alana Sapphire

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or deceased is entirely coincidental. Names, places, and characters are fictitious or, if real, used fictitiously. The author recognizes the trademarks and copyrights of all registered products or works mentioned.

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Cover design by Louisa Maggio from LM Creations © 2015

Edited by Hot Tree Editing

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Acknowledgements

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Other Books by Alana Sapphire

About the Author

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Mom – thanks for not freaking out (too much). Stacey, will the teasing ever end? ;) Your support and encouragement mean the world to me. Love you both!

My girls Kay and Maria – words cannot express my love and appreciation. Thank you for kicking my butt into gear.

Lil boys! You know who you are. Yeah, yeah, you’re all grown up now but you’ll always be “little” to me :) Thank you for believing in me.

Becky and Kristin at Hot Tree Editing – Thank you for your guidance and valuable advice.

Miguel, my human English-to-Spanish dictionary, gracias, mi amigo!

Louisa, you are amazingly talented. Thank you for my beautiful covers.

My beta readers – Cindy, Stacey, Shannon, Sue, Kristina, and Camille – you rock!

To everyone who’s read Rock Hard and Forbidden and messaged, emailed, tweeted, put a note in a bottle – you have my undying appreciation. Thank you. I can’t say it enough. THANK YOU.

My Hellhounds/warrior princesses – You’re all amazing. #BewareTheHounds

Tempt (Verb)

1. To cause someone to do or want to do something even though it may be wrong, bad, or unwise

2. To entice to do wrong by promise of pleasure or gain

Synonyms – persuade, convince, coax

PROLOGUE

***Gage***

Where we left off in Forbidden...

Damn. I don’t really like the kid but he looked genuinely hurt when he found me and Raven together. Am I a sick fuck because I’m relieved that he knows now? The only thing is, we’re dealing with a double-edged sword. Raven’s devastated because she’s done the one thing she’s been trying to avoid all this time – hurt the boy. I can’t stand to see her like this.

“You’ll be okay, babe. I’m here,” I tell her as I gently squeeze her hand.

She turns to me, eyes brimming with tears, and it crushes me.

“Who’s Janet Presley?” She asks.

The fuck?How does she know Janet? “Where did you hear that name?”

“Who is she?”

Who is she? Nobody. Just a woman who almost ruined my fucking life. “Just some chick. She’s not important.”

I check the rear-view mirror and spot two sport bikes riding alongside each other. I move closer to the shoulder to allow them to pass but they stay behind me.

“What happened to her?” Raven’s voice brings me back to the conversation.

“Nothing. She moved away a couple of years ago.”

“Was she your girlfriend?”

Girlfriend? “What? Hell no.”

Just talking about her is getting me fucked up. She’s a part of the reason I don’t do girlfriends. Too much fucking drama. I check the mirror again as I turn a corner and notice that the bikers follow. Are these fuckers tailing me? I slow down, they do, too. I take another turn, not on my route, and they do the same.

“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.

“What is it?”

“Two bikes behind us. Been there for a while.”

“So?”

“So? What bikers you know ride along diligently through traffic?” I ask her.

“You think they’re following us?”

“Let’s see.”

I press on the gas and keep my eyes on the mirror. They pull out from behind us but I notice one of them reaching behind him. I’ve done that too many times to not recognize what he’s doing.

“I think they’re going to pass us,” Raven says.

No, they’re not. One of them pulls up to my window, keeping pace with us. “Shit!”

“What is he doing?” Raven asks in a panic.

The other fucker points a gun at her window and I kick my ass into gear. Coming after me is one thing. Putting Raven in danger? That’s a whole fucking avalanche of hurt for the suicidal motherfucker who attempts it.

CHAPTER 1

***Gage***

It’s funny the things that go through your mind in dangerous situations. Some people say their lives flash before their eyes. Some think about their regrets, things they haven’t done. Some get scared shitless and don’t know what to do. Others say they think about their loved ones. Me? I thrive on danger and feel that much more powerful when I come out on top. I’m always ten steps ahead, weaving my way out before my opponent even realizes what’s going on. Tonight is different. Tonight, all I can think about is the scared girl next to me, no regard whatsoever for myself. Tonight, she’s the only thing on my mind. I need to keep her safe, by any means necessary.

“Get down!” I shout.

I swerve right, bumping the rider on Raven’s side of the car. She unbuckles her seat belt and drops down to the floor, covering her head with her hands. Before I can get the guy on my side, he fires a shot. It hits my window, the sound echoing through the car. Thank God for bullet-proof windows. I floor the gas pedal, trying to put some distance between us. Raven peeks up at me, fear in her exquisite eyes.

“You’re gonna be fine,” I assure her. “Do you trust me?”

She nods just as a bullet hits the passenger-side window. The horn blares from a truck coming in the opposite direction, and the rider on the right falls back and pulls in behind us. The one on the left fires another shot, hitting my rear view mirror. Think, Gage, think. What would you do if she wasn’t with you? I’d take the fuckers down.

I need to get off the main road. I move over onto the shoulder and pass a few cars, but the bikers follow right behind. If I don’t do something quickly, a lot of people will get hurt. An access road comes into view, so I head in that direction. A couple more shots hit the rear windshield. I glance down at Raven, cowering on the floor. I need to end this now.