The Devil in Her Soul (Heartless Devils Motorcycle Club Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

I think she would approve.”
     
    John looked his friend. “I don’t know. She never wanted her in the club.”
     
    “Melissa was your old lady. Was she in the club?”
     
    John stared at him a moment. “No.”
     
    Kenny grinned and made a “there you go” motion with his hands before he stood and moved to the end of the table to offer his own congratulations. John watched him shake Asher’s hand then pull him into a back pounding embrace. John took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was going to take him some time to adjust to the new reality of his daughter being the old lady to a member. But for the first time since his wife’s death, he felt a clarity of purpose that had been missing. He rose to his feet and stepped around the end of the table. He had let his own pain cloud his judgment and it had almost cost him everything he held dear. It had almost cost him his daughter, the next president of the Heartless Devils, and the club itself.
     
    He still didn’t like Asher fucking Jenny, but he had to put the club before his own demons. How would the brothers react if they thought he believed they were not good enough for his daughter? He stepped up to Asher and the rest of the Deacons parted to give him space. The past and the future of the club stared into each other’s eyes a moment before John extended his hand. Asher glanced down at it before he bought his eyes back to John’s. A small smile touched his lips as he took John’s hand into a firm shake.
     
    “We have a lot of work to do.” John said, holding firm to Asher’s hand.
     
    “Yes, we do.”
     
    “Then let’s get to it.”
     
    “Right behind you, brother.”
     

 
    Chapter 3
     
    Jenny stepped through the door to her apartment and went straight into the kitchen without a pause. There she pulled a partially consumed bottle of wine from the rack in the fridge and a glass from the cabinet.
     
    “You want one?” she asked as she worked the cork from the bottle.
     
    “No. I’ll get a beer,” Asher replied as he tossed her bag onto the couch.
     
    Today was Jenny’s first day back in class since the Heartless Devils began looking for them, and she was overwhelmed with the amount of work she had to make up. It was going to be a long night and she had to fortify herself with a glass of liquid courage.
     
    Asher stepped up behind her and held her loosely as he kissed her neck softly. “It’ll be okay. You got this. You know you do.” He was well aware of what was stressing her out as she had bitched about it the entire way home from school.
     
    “This is all Dad’s fault,” she said before taking another hit from the glass. “Chasing us around, threatening to kill you. If he had just left us alone, I wouldn’t be so damn far behind.”
     
    “That’s the past. Don’t worry about it. Worry about how you’re going to catch up. You still have almost a month before school ends.”
     
    “Yeah, great. Seven weeks of work and four weeks to do it in. Sure…no problem.”
     
    He kissed her again then let her go, reaching into the refrigerator for a beer. “How do you eat an elephant?” he asked as he turned and twisted off the cap of his beverage.
     
    “One bite at a time. I know,” she sighed.
     
    He took her glass from her hand and sat it on the cabinet. “Why don’t you go get started? I will fix dinner tonight. You can work as late as you need to and I won’t bother you.”
     
    “Oh, hell no! I’ll hit the books, but you’re going to have to help me relax later.”
     
    Asher snickered as he gave her a quick smooch on the lips. “Anything I can do to help. Now go,” he added as he gave her a gentle shove to start her moving.
     
    She spread her books and papers out on the table and started her computer. As she hammered away at the keyboard, referencing her books and notes, Asher pottered in the kitchen. He could cook, but he typically made simple meat and potatoes fare. He thought about trying to make