The Bikers Sin. The Sinful Riders Book One

she hated that bitch

Mags was fuming.

She had once again tried to see James. And once again she couldn't get into the damn compound. She got that he was hurt but they had a good thing going. And she was sure that he would have made her his ol' lady had Gin not messed everything up for her.

God she hated that bitch. Everyone always fawned all over her as if she was the most precious thing in the world. And she loved the attention. Sure she acted like butter wouldn't melt, but she knew better. She knew that she was nothing but a fake bitch. She had no idea why everyone couldn't see that she was just a spoilt cow, who deserves everything that she has coming to her.

She had pretended to be her friend for so long, and it had made her sick having to act like a caring friend.

She had tried to ruin her so many times, but she somehow had always managed to bounce back. Like the time she had tried it on with her boyfriend, Darrel. She had tried everything but he said he wouldn't do anything with her as she was Gin's friend.

It was funny when she had noticed his eyes following the new woman at his work when she had gone there with Gin one day, looking for a way to get to him. It hadn't taken her long to convince the woman that he was a good catch. Nor had it taken much convincing to get Darrel to at least try and see if there was anything there between the two of them. She had even told him that he shouldn't break up with Gin just in case nothing happened with the woman.

It was almost too easy.

They had been so keen to see if there was anything between them that they had slept with each other that very same day. Then the affair began, and she just smiled whenever she saw them about town, thinking they were being so careful.

When Gin had came to her in tears over the whole thing, she had so much trouble hiding her smile. And when Darrel had come to her and started yelling about the whole thing, she had just laughed. Telling him that she may have suggested the affair but he had been the one to do it. And if he thought that Gin would believe him over her then he was going to be in for a shock.

But now the bitch was hurting and the whole damn club seemed to be behind her, and it pissed her off.

What the fuck will it take to finally destroy the bitch?

What will it take to finally take her down several dozen pegs?

She had thought that she had done it, but humiliating her and getting that simple fuck to cheat wasn't enough. Although she had enjoyed having sex with Griff, she had never found him even remotely attractive. She had only gone after him because she had seen Gins lustful gaze on him.

She had much preferred James.

But now he wasn't even hers anymore. He had blocked her number, banned her from the clubhouse and ignored her attempts to see him around his shop. All because he didn't like cheaters.

In her eyes she wasn't cheating on him, as he had insisted they keep it quite. Which was fine with her as she was having a blast fucking Griff.

She laughed as she recalled every time he had come over.

He had been trying to end it with her every time he was there, but she wasn't going to let Gin have him. She knew that he would never start fucking Gin when he was still doing her, he had let that slip after one of the times she had fucked him. He had been so angry that she had once again managed to get him to give in, that he had lashed out, not really knowing that she really wasn't effected by his anger. She found it amusing, actually.

Every chance she got she would tell Gin that she had to try harder to get him into bed, knowing full well that she was the only one that was going to reap the rewards.

But now all her fun was at an end and all that was left was an anger that couldn't find an outlet.

Just what was she going to do now?

She had to find a way to ruin her, somehow.