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    Dirty Daddy: Night Titans MC, #1
    Dirty Daddy: Night Titans MC, #1
    Dirty Daddy: Night Titans MC, #1
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    Dirty Daddy: Night Titans MC, #1

    By Evelyn Glass

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    Dirty Daddy is book 1 of the Night Titans MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Dirty Daddy's Sins and Dirty Daddy's Oath are available everywhere now!

    THE DIRTY DADDY WANTS TO MAKE ME HIS FILTHY LITTLE PET.

    "Single dad." Sounds safe, right?
    If you believe that, you've never met Dean Patterson.
    I was helpless to stop his enemies from taking his little girl.
    And I'll be helpless to stop him from taking me – over, and over, and over again.

    I was just a daycare nanny.
    What was I supposed to do?

    His enemies came for his little girl with guns, with knives, with violence in their eyes.
    I did my best to protect her.

    But it wasn't enough.

    They left, with Dean's daughter in tow.
    And now, Dean is going to make me pay.

    The thing is, the punishment he has in mind is a little different than I expected.
    He isn't going to hurt me. Not like that.

    Instead, he's going to bend me over and show me who I belong to now.
    He's going to take my body as the price for my mistake.

    And I'm going to love every second of it.

    At least, that's what he whispers in my ear.
    That's what makes my legs shake and my heart quiver.

    Because when the bad boy comes for you, one thing is for sure:
    You better get ready to come for the bad boy.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateSep 25, 2018
    ISBN9781540124937
    Dirty Daddy: Night Titans MC, #1

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      DIRTY DADDY: Night Titans MC (Book 1)

      By Evelyn Glass

      THE DIRTY DADDY WANTS TO MAKE ME HIS FILTHY LITTLE PET.

      SINGLE DAD. SOUNDS safe, right?

      If you believe that, you’ve never met Dean Patterson.

      I was helpless to stop his enemies from taking his little girl.

      And I’ll be helpless to stop him from taking me – over, and over, and over again.

      I was just a daycare nanny.

      What was I supposed to do?

      His enemies came for his little girl with guns, with knives, with violence in their eyes.

      I did my best to protect her.

      But it wasn’t enough.

      They left, with Dean’s daughter in tow.

      And now, Dean is going to make me pay.

      The thing is, the punishment he has in mind is a little different than I expected.

      He isn’t going to hurt me. Not like that.

      Instead, he’s going to bend me over and show me who I belong to now.

      He’s going to take my body as the price for my mistake.

      And I’m going to love every second of it.

      At least, that’s what he whispers in my ear.

      That’s what makes my legs shake and my heart quiver.

      Because when the bad boy comes for you, one thing is for sure:

      You better get ready to come for the bad boy.

      Chapter One

      Dean

      The engine hummed between Dean’s thighs, and he let his focus narrow down into a tight band. Nothing mattered but the bike underneath him, and the road ahead. He was one with the bike... or some kind of hippie shit like that. He let out a low chuckle, feeling his hands relax but steady on the handlebars, his body loose on top of the bike.

      And then the flag dropped, and he was roaring forward.

      He’d been riding for so long that he didn’t consciously think about what he was doing. Granted, he was on a dirt bike, not his usual Honda, but still, the motion was easy, calm, simple. He spun through the course that had been put together - of course - by the Scorpions. They’d deny it later, but there was no way Killian would’ve challenged him if he hadn’t thought he’d have an advantage. As if there was anyone in this fuckin’ town that Dean and Connell couldn’t get around when push came to shove. As if there was anyone in New England who could outrun Dean on any two-wheeled vehicle. Ridiculous.

      Killian was screaming behind him, trying to cut corners and catch up, but Dean had been ahead since the flag dropped, and that wasn’t going to stop now. He’d insisted on going over the bike himself, instead of just trusting Killian’s word that it was safe. It was a good thing, too, since the brake cables had been loosened, and one of the calibers had been knocked out of alignment. It was a good thing he was having a good day; otherwise, he’d have made Killian switch bikes and watched the redheaded idiot knock himself out on a tree. That would’ve been entertaining.

      He made the last turn, trusting his reflexes and balance as he laid the bike out at a ridiculous angle to the ground, then burned into the straightaway at the end of the trail. He could hear Killian behind him, still angry, trying to goose a little more speed out of his bike as he downshifted, but it was too little, far too late. As Dean rushed across the finish line drawn in the gravel at the end of the old quarry lot, he gave a little flourish, dragging the bike’s tail end through the crushed rocks, and making Killian swerve to keep from crashing.

      Killian was off his bike in half a heartbeat, the bike’s engine choking off as the sensors realized the rider had been ditched. Killian went for a gun, and everything went slow. Dean could hear Connell shouting behind him, and knew that his friend was probably pulling his own gun already, prepared to intervene not just for his buddy but for his VP. It wouldn’t be necessary. His reflexes were doing the same work for him. Dean reached for the telescopic baton he wore strapped to his belt whenever he went out as part of the Night Titans. He snapped it open even as he watched Killian’s approach. The pale man’s cheeks were bright red, whether from anger or exertion Dean didn’t know. He stomped forward like some kind of Mafioso bad ass in a terrible movie, his gun all the way extended and held in a single hand. It was nothing to step just a little bit to the side, then bring the baton down hard, just above Killian’s wrist. Dean didn’t hit hard enough to break the man’s arm, but he would have a multi-colored bruise there for days. The weapon dropped to the ground, and Dean kicked it away, then gave Killian a sharp slap between the ribs with the baton. That was all it took. Killian dropped to the ground, coughing and gagging.

      What the hell are you thinking? Dean growled. Out of his peripheral vision, he saw Connell pick up the fallen weapon and tuck it into his belt. Asshole was going to shoot his dick off one of these days, doing that. If we were racing for territory, I could see you pulling a damn gun in my face, but wasn’t it you who called me out here for a little fun between friends?

      Killian made a raspy sound, and then vomited a stream of bile into the gravel. Dean made a face at the spatter on his boots and made a point of wiping it clean with the other man’s shirt. He wasn’t vomiting blood, that was good. Dean hadn’t come out here to start a war, despite Killian firing off like a rocket. There was a chance the Scorpions would overlook him wiping the ground with their sergeant-at-arms, but it was a chance, not a guarantee. There was a time when Dean wouldn’t have cared about the difference. But that was in the past, and then some. Even with Samara gone, he owed it to those he cared about to do the right thing. To protect the town and the territory. That was what the club was supposed to be for, despite the fools who thought otherwise. Those who thought riding bikes and wearing leather was an excuse to run drugs and beat up women.

      Killian seemed to catch his breath, and he sat back on his heels. Sorry, he said, and he seemed to mean it. Lost my cool there. And I swear, man, I didn’t know about the bike. About the brakes. I wouldn’t do that to you.

      Dean wasn’t sure he believed that even a little, but it was good that they were going to separate peacefully. The other Scorpions who had come to watch the showdown were easing off as well, hands backing away from guns and resting more calmly over pockets again. He reached down and helped Killian to stand up and dust himself off. Connell pulled a bottle of water from somewhere, and Dean twisted the cap open and passed it over. Killian took a chug, rinsed his mouth, and spat again.

      Killian, Dean said, his voice deliberately pitched low. "We’re not going to have a problem here,

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