Rift.
Book one of the "Veterans" MC series.
Mason Ashford is a former marine, also known as Rift, his road name. He is a hard around the edges man. Involved in the VETERANS MC, he has a family that he wants to protect. He always jokes around, but un...
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Spade has been nothing but accommodating, helping us buy groceries, informing us about the club, being patient with both kids. A true angel is what I am saying. Nothing like that Rift. That man has no manners! That neanderthal piece
“Hey.” Spade said softly as he sat down on the porch next to me, a beer in his hands. Another normal for bikers it seems.
“Hi.” I greeted back and sighed as I looked at the big compound area. There are more than fifty houses in this compound and all of them seem to be claimed by bikers, or bike chicks, as they call them. Though I came to understand that those are the ‘respected’ ones around here. Cici informed us that there were also club whores around, as she called them. They couldn’t come to this compound, they only stayed at Church. I was shocked when I heard the word ‘church’ but Cici continued to explain that church was where the club members gathered most of the time. Cici also said that there were parties going on almost every day! That was something I was excited for.
It has been almost five days and I have been dying to go to one of them, but Anna growls at me and says I can’t.
“Nova and Cici go whenever they want, why can’t I?” I asked her, “Because they understand the life, you don’t.” she had said and left it at that, going back to her dance routine at the backyard as she did daily now.
“You okay?” Spade asked me with concern and I realised I was probably spaced out for a while. “Yeah, I’m just bored. It has been five days and all I do is clean dishes, bring the kids from school and play my bass guitar.” I complain with a huff. Anna provided us with whatever we wanted, said that she had more money that any person would ever need. Assassin's tend to get paid well it seems.
“How about you come with me tonight? There is a party at the clubhouse.” he said with a grin and I smiled nodding excitedly at him.
“Wait, I thought parties were at Church.” I asked and he told me that the two buildings were merged as one, on one side was the church and on the other the clubhouse that was only for patched members, club whores and prospects. What the fuck is a prospect, I wanted to ask but didn’t.
“You sure Anna is going to let you come though?” Spade asked and I sighed, looking up at the morning sky. “Can you convince her for me? She seems to be more lenient to you than anyone else here.“ I looked up at him and he laughed, nodding his head.
“Alright, be ready at 10, I will convince her. Dress less.” he said as he looked me up and down, winking at me. Victory!
