Steel Temptation (Back Down Devil MC #6)(47)

The guy looked at Mia. He wiped a small splotch of blood from the corner of his mouth. “Hey, sweet thing, now I am going to hurt you on purpose. I’m going to f*cking jam my dick inside you and then take my gun and stick it…”

There was a sudden explosion.

To Mia, it was the end of the world.

Everything shaking, everyone moving and yelling. Her mind was two seconds behind on reality. She blinked and saw the Coast Road guy staring at her, but he wasn’t talking anymore. His hands were at his stomach. His fingers covered in blood, able to disappear into his own body. Into an open wound.

Uncle Jake darted toward the other Coast Road guys and pushed at them, yelling at them to shoot. To kill. He then pointed and screamed at everyone else to get the f*ck out of the room.

That’s when Mia was able to turn around. Her head, back, ass, her soul, ached. Looking back, she saw them coming into the room. Five of them. Dressed in black leather cuts, all holding guns, led by Nate as he held a shotgun. He pumped the chamber, the empty shell flew from the gun, and he lifted it again.

It was impossible that all this could be happening so slow…

Nate pulled the trigger again, teeth gritted.

The noise echoed through Mia’s head again, making her cringe. She turned to see what Nate shot… who Nate shot… desperately wanting it to be Uncle Jake.

But it wasn’t.

It was another Coast Road MC guy.

Back Down Devil kept advancing… Nate, Blaine, Griffin, Miller, and Gaige.

The rest of the guys had their guns out, pointing them around the room, making sure everyone in suits and ties stayed back.

Mia started to stand, wanting to get to Nate. She was halfway up when she saw the Coast Road guys finally reacting, lifting their weapons, ready to defend themselves.

A hand grabbed Mia’s shoulder and she turned to see Miller forcing her to the ground. He dropped to his knees and put his face close to her ear.

“Don’t f*cking move!” Miller yelled. “You’ll get shot if you stand up.”

Mia watched as Nate walked by the table.

And the gunfire continued.





twenty.



Fuck.

All Nate wanted to do was grab Mia and get her the hell out of there. The MC did not expect to find Coast Road MC in the room. That left Nate wondering if Judge Jake and Chief Jerry weren’t expecting the attack.

It also left him wondering if Mia… did she tell them?

He couldn’t face that yet.

When they saw the motorcycles outside, they knew it was going to be an even worse night. They had no choice but to kick in and just take control.

When Nate heard the voice… Hey, sweet thing, now I am going to hurt you on purpose. I’m going to f*cking jam my dick inside you and then take my gun and stick it…”

That was all he could take. He kicked the door open and just shot. He blasted the Coast Road MC piece of shit in the gut. The guy would bleed out die right there. Just like the second guy he shot.

That’s how terrible Coast Road MC was at fighting. They all just stood there, surprised that they were going to have to fight. But they finally lifted their guns and a war finally broke out.

Nate watched as Judge Jake pushed his way by the Coast Road guys and was out the door.

Nate, Gaige, Blaine, and Griffin all advanced, ducking behind poker tables when they needed to, avoiding the spraying of pellets from the Coast Road MC shotguns. They returned fire, both set of bikers getting closer and closer.

Once Nate was in range to attack in a different way… he did.

Out of shots, needing a reload, he said f*ck it and just dropped the gun. He swung the gun, hitting one of the guy’s in the shoulder. The guy threw a punch, hitting Nate in the jaw. Nate absorbed the punch and went after the guy. They started to struggle until Nate felt the barrel of a gun to the back of his head.

“Don’t f*cking move!” a voice yelled.

“Fuck you!” another voice said.

Nate dropped down and the shotgun went off. His eyes were looking, able to see as one Coast Road guy shot the other by accident. The guy’s head exploded like a pumpkin being shot.

Then there were screams.

“Jesus f*cking Christ!” a voice boomed.

Nate lifted himself up, turning, and grabbed the shotgun from the guy who had just shot one of his own. He was obviously in shock, just standing there, jaw dropped. Nate turned the shotgun, putting the barrel under the guy’s chin.

Old school style…

He put his finger to the trigger and turned his head, pulling the trigger.

The gun went off, and another Coast Road member was taken out.

The rest of the room was completely cleared out.

It was the basement of an old warehouse. A building that probably went deep with records, titles, liens, all kinds of bullshit that was purposely done to leave it standing and let it be used for this shit. Hell, Back Down Devil had their warehouse and buildings they did the same with.

Griffin, Gaige, and Blaine walked the perimeter of the room, guns out, checking for anyone else.

“Mia!” Nate bellowed.

He saw Miller stand up, Mia next to him.

Nate ran to the poker table and threw it out of the way. Glasses shattered, chips rattled, leftover cash floated to the ground.

He grabbed Mia by her waist and pulled her close for a hug.

She was goddamn almost naked, wearing some skimpy leather shit that made her look like a f*cking whore.