Midas

Midas Merciless Few MC, NorCal Chapter Give No Quarter, Show No Mercy! MFMC, A Bad Boy Bikers Motorcycle Club Romance By P.T. Macias Midas, Merciless Few MC, NorCal Chapter, Give No Quarter, Show No Mercy, MFMC, A Bad Boy Bikers Motorcycle Club Romance By P.T. Macias Smashwords Edition Copyright © 2023 By P. T. Macias. ISBN- 9798362084820 This book was printed in the United States of America. All rights reserved under the United States, International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner. This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, mythology and folklore, organizations, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Warning: the unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in prison and a fine of $250,000. Dedication I’m dedicating this book to my husband, Jose Arturo, my children Erica, Andres, Ricardo, and my grandchildren Anthony, Gabriel, Christian, Elizabeth, and my family. I’m thankful for your love, patience, and support. Special Acknowledgements I want to thank Karen L. Komarinski for being there when I need help and for her excellent editing! Thank you, my awesome ARC Angels, for your support and friendship. They’re awesome! Synopsis Midas ~ Stanford Bates My life was freaking amazing. Born with a silver spoon. All planned out. On track. Until the day it detonated. My life is altered. The secret. The violation. I walk in darkness. The MC is my life. My Bros are my family Revenge is the goal. I don’t have time for love. The girl is the epitome of my past. The girl is amazing. But I’m not what she needs. I’m not the same man. Sasha Parson My world is shattered. My parents were killed. The secret is surreal. Graduation is out. No money. Friends are gone. The country club is gone. Shopping and fun are in my past. I need to work to survive. No skills. No work experience. I need to make money. Lots. I have no choice. I need to take the job. Merciless Few MC One Club. Twenty-Seven Chapters. Give no quarter. Show no mercy. Get your knees in the breeze and ride along with the Merciless Few MC! We are the Merciless Few MC, an outlaw club hell-bent on saving those good souls tormented and abused using any means necessary. When you ride with the men of the Merciless Few, loyalty and respect are earned. But will love open their hearts or break them? Join our chapters as we take you on a thrill ride you'll never forget. Meet the talented authors. They joined to write their own unique stories. Welcome to Midas’s and Sasha’s story. This story contains action, violence, dirty talking bad boy bikers, slang, romance, steamy scenes, and HEA. Warning ~ Non-graphic rape scene implied. Table Of Contents Prologue One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Epilogue Note From P.T. Macias P.T. Macias P.T. Macias Newsletter Signup Love Me, Stalk Me! P.T. Macias Series Note To Reader Prologue Midas It's my fucking birthday party, and I can’t stand half the fuckers here. I look out into the night at the cold-hearted fuckers here kissing my father’s ass. I told Dad that I didn’t want a party, but Dad never misses an opportunity to make connections and get their pledge to give donations for the next campaign, and he’s going to run to be the fucking governor. Fuck! Damn, I hate the fake smiles and the backstabbing. I stare at my Dad’s new girlfriend, Rose, leaning into him, sliding her arm through his, and staring up at him. I can see the fucking fake devotion, fuck, yeah, the devotion to the money that she can get. She’s trying to get the ring on her finger. Fuck! I fucking swear that they’re getting younger and younger. Mom, what can I say? I vaguely remember her. Dad said that she took off with some asshole. I grind my molars, turning to look at my best friend, Edward. We’ve been friends since elementary. I look at him, lowering my eyelids, holding the glass in my hands, and swirling the liquid in the crystal glass. That fucker is talking to that cougar bitch Amy, my Dad’s attorney’s wife. I fucking hope that he doesn’t mess with her; that motherfucker attorney will come after him. He’s fucking shady and a jerk. I lean on the bar countertop at the end, looking out into the party. I wave at the bartender behind the bar, lifting my chin. I hand him my glass; he pours the whiskey into the glass. “Thanks,” I say, taking a pull, closing my eyes, and grinding my molars. I need to get away from this party; it only makes me feel lonely. I feel like I’m missing something. Dad gives me all the money that I need, but all of the money in the world won’t take away this empty feeling. I miss my Mom, and I can’t believe that she left me here with him. I finish off the whiskey, placing the empty glass on the table. I turn to walk behind the bar to look at the ocean. I take a few steps down the path that I know so well; it’s lit with old fashion lamps. Then a woman steps out onto the path, running into me. I instantly grab her, trying to keep her from falling. I look into her heart-shaped face; she’s beautiful but young. The moon rays shine on her dirty blond hair, making it glow like