Giving It to the Bad Guy (Saints and Sinners MC Book 3) by Sam Crescent

do not open the door to anyone. I’ll be back to let you know what happened, okay?”
    “I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
    “Nothing is going to happen to me. I’ll take care of it.” He waited for her to leave before turning to his Prez. “Tell me you have a plan.”
    “Councilman Wallace is on our payroll, Pea. I’ve got a plan. Come on.”
    Pea followed his Prez outside of the house and made sure it was locked.
    They all stood together as Saint pulled his cell phone out.
    He was ready to take the fucker on.
    “Wallace, hey man, sorry to bother you at such short notice, but I need your advice on a piece of property. I’m tied up all day. Can you swing by the club tonight?”  Saint nodded. “Excellent. See you then.” He hung up the call. “Round the boys up. We’re going to end this shit tonight.”

Chapter Eight
     
    “This is a shithole,” Knife said.
    “You don’t have any vision.”
    “Vision? You don’t need vision with this kind of shit. Look at it, Sarah. There’s cracks in the walls that clearly shows this place is going to fall the fuck down.”
    Sarah couldn’t argue. They had seen two other apartments, and this one was the worst.
    “Did you just circle all the shit ones?” Knife asked.
    “Thanks a lot. I circled all the ones that I could afford, thank you very much. You’ve been really nice in telling me I’m broke. I know that.” She blew him a raspberry and glanced down at the other five apartments. It was a little after seven, and she was hungry. Sarah had hoped her apartment hunting would have gone a lot better than it actually had. She was right where she had started.
    He moved up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Why don’t we buy one together?”
    “I don’t have enough to buy, only to rent, and no, you’re not going to be buying me an apartment.”
    “Okay, how about we rent one together?” he asked.
    Sarah sighed. There was no way she was going to be able to get a decent place without him. “Fine, we can rent a place together. I’m not going to stop working.”
    “Of course not. I’m not made of money. I need you working your sexy ass off.” His hands moved down to cup her ass giving a little growl as he did. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
    She leaned back against him as her pussy grew slick.
    “Give me the paper,” he said.
    Holding up the paper, she saw it was clear no sex was on the cards for tonight. She watched as he opened it up, scanned three pages before settling on a place. “This one.”
    She leaned over and saw that apartment was a two bedroom, with a kitchen, bathroom, dining room, and sitting room. There was even a small veranda for her to sit out on. Reading through the quick brief, the building also benefited from a laundry room along with a gym and pool. Sarah liked it, but when she clocked the price, she snorted. “No.”
    “We can afford that.”
    “You don’t know how much I earn.”
    “I know how much I earn, and I know what you were paying for the place you shared with Ralf. This is perfect, and it’s just outside of Sinners’ Corner. It’s the perfect gateway for people of the city to get to work, but to not live at work. This is where we’re going.”
    Before she could protest, he was already outside, moving toward his bike. Once again he handed her the helmet, and she growled, stamping her foot. “I don’t want to.”
    “You behaving like a child is cute, but it’s not going to get you any cock. You’re not turning me on. I’m not into age play.”
    Turning her frown into a smile, she chuckled. “I wasn’t trying to turn you on.” She took the helmet from him. “What’s the plan?”
    “We’re going to ride over and check this place out.”
    He straddled the bike, and she climbed on behind him, holding onto his waist. She settled her face against his shoulder as he pulled away from the apartment block, making his way toward Sinners’ Corner. She let out her squeal as he picked up speed.