SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel)

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Authors: London Casey, Karolyn James
the
rocking chair and slid the folder under there. Beck was still sleeping and
hopefully would sleep all night for once. The poor little guy definitely needed
it.
    Ella collapsed to the floor and
hugged her knees. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to figure it out.
Giving Jerry divorce papers wasn ’ t
going to change a thing. Even if he signed the damn things, what would Ella do
next? Where would she go? She couldn ’ t
stay in Frelen, that was for sure. But there was nowhere else to go.
    You always have a home with me,
darling. Always.
    Ella squeezed her eyes shut. She
shook her head. That was a long time ago. That was merely a fantasy. Her way of
striking back at her mother for being such a shit mother. For her father not
taking care of himself and getting himself killed in a drunken car accident.
That ’ s all he had
been. And that ’ s all he would
remain. Not even a name at this point, just a figure in her imagination that
stirred up memories.
    When Ella looked at the crib again
she had a vision of him standing there. His big, strong hands, lifting
the babe. Holding the baby tight, soothing the baby the way a real man would.
Gently rocking back and forth, the chains hanging off his jeans jangling
together. The smell of freedom, musk, man, and sweat. The tattoos, earrings,
the wild look in his eyes.
    Ella pulled herself to her feet and
forced herself out of the room. She felt like slapping herself. What kind of
person was she? Fantasizing about someone else taking care of her child? That
was as bad as Jerry out fucking other women, wasn ’ t
it?
    “ No, ” Ella whispered.
    Jerry was worse. He was the worst.
Even the night of their wedding …
    Ella heard a knocking sound from
downstairs. Her heart instantly began to race.
    They had a doorbell. Why didn ’ t it ring?
    Slowly, she walked down the stairs.
She looked around and grabbed the fireplace poker. The fireplace that had never
been turned on, not once. Like most of the houses in the development, it was
added just for show. Everything was for damn show.
    The knocking came again.
    “ Who
is it? ” Ella called out.
    “ Can
you open up? ” a voice said.
    Ella had her hand at the doorknob.
She pulled away. “ Tell me
your name. ”
    “ Ella,
please. Darling. ”
    Darling?
    Darling …
    Ella unlocked the door and tore it
open. It was a bad mistake to do. Anyone could have been waiting there to
attack her. Christ, for all she knew with Jerry getting involved with other MC ’ s, she could have been a target.
    Yeah, she was a target alright, or
at least her heart was.
    And it just got struck.
    Ella felt her jaw hit the ground
when she saw him standing there at the door.
    Taller than ever, his shoulders a
mile wide, rounded like wet cut mountains, his rippling arms filling out the
short sleeves of a t-shirt. The same ink on his arms, but nothing past his
elbows. The chains on his black jeans. The black leather cut with the Back Down
Devil name and logo on the breast. Years had aged him well, even more to
perfection as it cut him up and turned him from a gorgeous young
man to a sexy and built real man.
    “ Miller, ” Ella whispered.
    How long has it been since I ’ ve said that name?
    Color flooded Ella ’ s cheeks, as she was sure one of
the last times she whispered it like that, he was deep inside her body.
    “ What …” Ella lost her breath. She
swallowed hard and gently touched her chest. “ If
you ’ re looking for …”
    “ No, ” Miller said. “ I ’ m
here to see you. To check on you. ”
    “ Check
on me? ”
    Miller grinned. The bad boy sly
grin was still hidden behind the toughness of man. “ Yes, darling. To check on you. ”
    “ We
haven ’ t … I haven ’ t …”
    “ It
doesn ’ t matter. I know
things are …” Miller shook
his head. “ Do you know
anything that ’ s going on? ”
    Ella stared. Jerry had told her if
anyone asked her questions, the best thing was to deny it all. Play stupid.
Keep the housewife act

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