Biker's Baby Girl

Creed is an ex sharpshooter turned bike crew President, with a rough upbringing and the scars to prove it. Nine years ago an old drunk offered him his twelve-year-old daughter for his next pint. Knowing that as fucked up as he was he was still the kid’s best bet, he took the deal. He left her with an aunt he thought he could trust because Uncle Sam owned his ass for the next little while, and he had no choice. Then his babygirl turned eighteen and shit went south, literally. He knew he had to stay the fuck away from her or she’d be under him before she could blink, but he made a deal with himself. When his babygirl hit twenty-one he was taking her no matter what. Her birthday was three days away and though he’d kept his distance for the last two and a half years he’s been keeping tabs on her. It was time to collect. Biker's Baby Girl is created by Jordan Silver an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Jordan Silver · Urban

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Chapter 37: CREED

"Everybody get back to what you were doing. Max I'm gonna need you, Cam and Rog in the next five we got shit to do." I waited until they left and the only ones there were she, her sister and I. "You can leave too."

Pam looked like she wanted to argue but the way I felt right then if she gave me any shit I would've thrown her ass off my place never to return again.

She must've seen the look on my face because she had the sense to walk the fuck away. "You wanna tell me what the fuck you're doing here now, why you'd bring this shit to my door? The only reason I'm not planting a foot in your ass for fucking with her is because of him and the friendship we had, but that was your last get out of jail free card."

"How can you say that? You promised him remember, you said you'd take care of me after he was gone." She was breathing hard and close to tears with fire shooting out of her eyes. After two years of no contact I'm thinking this shit was not normal.

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