Brass Part One

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Self-injurious behavior/self-harm Masochistic behaviors on-page Gang/MC violence Drugs/Weapons Sexual trauma and abuse of an adult Human trafficking Graphic language Racial and sexual slurs Physical and mental abuse Gaslighting Kidnapping Sexual kinks/BDSM Breathplay/choking Bondage Murder Child abuse/sexual abuse past reference, death/murder Religious Abuse/Biblical Content Drug/alcohol abuse Mention of suicide Stripper/Sex Worker Stalking Blood Play Two Psycho Serial Killers Cliffhanger If you have a specific trigger and you are unsure if it’s in this book or one of my other books, please do not hesitate to reach out and ask. The best way is through email or Instagram. This is book one in the Sons of Satan MC series. This series is interconnected with the Los Diablos Syndicate and The Trichotomy of New York. For those of you following along, this book picks up THE DAY OF the Bakersfield job where the Sons helped the Los Diablos guys save a big rig full of trafficked women and children. This book happens at the same time as Evolve and Rough Love. They are loosely connected. This book does end on a cliffhanger. It's not the end for Brass and Trixie, just the end for now. (We will see them again VERY soon.) Brass Official Playlist Enjoy on Spotify here! Dedication These two little lunatics found love in a hopeless place. Well…their version of love. It's messy, dirty, crazy, and bloody, but it works for them. For all of you who can't help but love the psychos out there, you're welcome. Brass is his own kind of special. Trixie is her own kind of nuts. You've been warned. This is the beginning of Brass and Trixie's wild love affair and the first taste of the Sons of Satan MC. Welcome to the OC. Buckle up. Contents One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen . Chapter Also By One"Please, just let us go. We won't tell no one nothin', fool. We swear it." Right. "Lying liars, tell lies," I mutter, my eyes never leaving the road in front of me."Please, man, we—" the other guy cries but is quickly cut off before he can even finish his annoying and useless plea."Shut the fuck up back there!" Chains bellows from the passenger seat of our rented cargo van, his southern twang sounding stronger the more pissed off that he gets.We weren't prepared to haul these pieces of shit all the way back home, but we're making due. After we knocked them out and tossed them in the back of the vehicle. I used our balaclavas from the human heist as makeshift hoods for our captives. I turned them around, so the eye holes were on the back of their heads, but that has done nothing to keep them quiet. They've been bitching and moaning since they woke up. We weren’t prepared to bring anyone home from the job with the Los Diablos guys in Bakersfield. We went to help them save a truck full of trafficked women and children, not bring home two of the men responsible for kidnapping them. But I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to get some revenge and bleed them for their sins."Maaaan, come on," the one that's particularly whiney whines again. I think his name is Crusher. Boss says he's the idiot of the two, but honestly, they’re both pretty stupid, in my humble opinion."Jesus Christ, Mary, and Joseph, I will kill him, I swear," Chains murmurs. "Don't we have any fuckin' thing to gag em' with?" I know he's not talking to me because we already searched the van once and, unfortunately, found nothing. I took my socks off and stuffed their mouths when they were sleeping, but with no tape, they easily spit them out.My brain spins with different ways to keep the deserters quiet for Boss, but nothing short of bloody torture and murder comes to mind. The men annoy me too, but I'm able to shut them out easier than he can. I guess they weren't really bugging me that much. I don't want Chains to be uncomfortable, though.A thought comes to mind, and I turn to my VP, offering him a big grin that makes his brows pinch together like he's sucking on some sour skittles or something. Mmm, candy."You look like you're tasting the rainbow right now, big guy," I chuckle, smacking his shoulder. His face scrunches up even more like he doesn't know what I'm talking about. Oh well, wouldn't be the first time.Looking back at the