Merciless Monster

Merciless Monster VENGEFUL VILLAINS: BOOK FOUR KRISTEN LUCIANI Contents Important Note To Readers 1. Taras 2. Alexis 3. Taras 4. Alexis 5. Taras 6. Alexis 7. Taras 8. Alexis 9. Taras 10. Alexis 11. Taras 12. Alexis 13. Taras 14. Alexis 15. Taras 16. Alexis 17. Taras 18. Alexis 19. Taras 20. Alexis 21. Taras 22. Alexis 23. Taras 24. Alexis 25. Taras 26. Alexis 27. Taras 28. Alexis 29. Taras 30. Alexis 31. Taras 32. Alexis 33. Alexis 34. Taras 35. Alexis 36. Alexis 37. Taras 38. Taras Epilogue Meet Kristen Merciless Monster © 2022 by Kristen Luciani This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. Except for the original material written by the author, all songs, song titles, and lyrics mentioned in this novel are the property of the respective songwriters and copyright holders. All rights reserved. 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Chapter 1 Taras “Shit, I’d buy one of her motorcycles if I could get her between my legs, too.” My youngest brother Zak snickers into his vodka before guzzling it down. I take a long look at Alexis Tretiak posing for pictures on top of one of her own custom motorcycle creations. My eyes sweep over the length of her black bikini-clad body as she leans backward against the gold-toned motorcycle. Long, wavy dark hair cascades down her back, her full red lips curled into a seductive grin. With legs for days and a set of tits that would choke a crying baby, she’s complete perfection. “What the hell would you do with a woman like that?” my other brother Danil says. “You just finished puberty, for fuck’s sake.” “Screw you, Danny. My cock’s ready for a hot ass ride like that.” I roll my eyes and put my empty glass on the bar. Lila, the head bartender, rushes right over with a big smile plastered across her face. She puffs out her tits and leans toward me like she’s gonna tell me a secret. “Can I get you another, Taras?” I nod, barely acknowledging her. “Thanks.” And like every other man in this nightclub, I can’t pull my eyes away from Alexis and her photoshoot. I’d be shocked if every guy in here isn’t fighting a hard-on just watching her writhe all over the cycles she built from scratch. “She’s out of your league, Z.” I take the new glass from Lila and shoot back the clear liquid. “You’d have a better shot with one of the girls on her crew.” I nod toward a petite blonde in a matching black bikini standing next to the bike. When she turns her back toward us, I grin at Alexis’s company logo, Lotus Moto, stamped across her bikini bottom. Alexis is a businesswoman. I’ll give her that. She definitely knows the way to her customers’ dicks…and wallets. “The blonde over there is hot. You should buy her a drink. See if she’ll take you for a spin.” “She’s got a nice ass. But why are you pushing her off on me?” Zak narrows his eyes. “You think you’ve got a better shot with Alexis?” “I’m a fucking guarantee. Unlike you clowns.” “Because her old man is using your night club for her show’s launch party? It may get your dick sucked, but I doubt it qualifies for anything else.” Danil chuckles. “I’d be good with the blonde. I’m not greedy.” Alexis steps toward a group of guys who aren’t even trying to hide the fact that they’re drooling all over themselves. She smiles, flips her hair, and signs some autographs before walking toward the next group of guys waiting for a close-up look at her insanely hot body. The muscles in her legs tighten as she walks in the kind of heels I’ve only seen strippers wear. The exact kind I want her to wear when I bend her over the couch in my office. My cock jumps at the vision. A strong hand claps me on the shoulder and I twist around to see Vlad Tretiak, Alexis’s father. His face is pinched, his thick eyebrows furrowed. As President of the Iron Rebels MC in Miami, he’s not the kind of guy who puts up with anyone ogling his only daughter. And I’ve heard plenty of stories about him poking out eyeballs, and other kinds of balls, when guys forget that he’s always watching. Fuck my life. “You got a minute?” he grunts before turning away, his subtle way of saying that I’d better follow him. Zak and Danil nudge each other and flip me off before I join Vlad in a darkened corner. I don’t intimidate easily, but Vlad outweighs me by about a hundred pounds and is a solid wall of muscle. And even though he may have thirty or so years on me, his reputation as The Butcher still always precedes him. The last thing I want to do is piss off a new business partner by making a move on his daughter. But fuck, I’m saving those X-rated images to my personal highlight reel. Vlad looks around and nods his head.