Free Deadly Sins: An MC Biker Romance by Laura Day Page A

it down from over her head, to the back of his skull, just above the neck.
     
    The man collapsed like he was dead.
     
    Roman came through the door like a hurricane. She could feel his rage blistering the air around her. She turned, and ran to him. He swept her into his arms. "You alright?"
     
    "He hurt Minion!" she cried.
     
    He pushed her gently behind him, and crossed the room, the power of him kept her by the door. If it was Roman, and not the other man, who attacked her, she knew she wouldn't have been able to move, let alone kick him. She was petrified of him now.
     
    Roman grabbed a handful of the man's hair, and lifted him up, several feet, to take a look at his face. "Hello Lex," he growled, and then dropped the unconscious man to the floor, his head smacking with a bounce off the wood floor. Roman kicked him hard, into the side, and Laura heard bones crack.
     
    "That's going to hurt when you wake up Lex, but that's the least of your worries." Then he pulled out his phone, and speed dialed a number.
     
    "Yeah, this is Roman. I need a pickup." He waited for a moment, and then gave her address. "Thirty minutes? Fine. He'll be here," he said, and pocketed his phone.
     
    "Honey?" he asked.
     
    "Yes dear?" she shivered.
     
    "There is a leather belt in my bag upstairs, could you go get it for me?"
     
    She ran upstairs, not sure who she was more terrified of at the moment, Lex or Roman, and fairly sure it was Roman. She never imagined such rage, such violence in him. Wasn't he just laughing everyone up at the set? Wasn't he the man who gently soothed her last night? How could that be Roman, and this be Roman too?
     
    She grabbed the belt, and brought it down to him. Instead of using it on his wrists, Roman used it to bring his arms together, behind him, at the elbows. This looked far more effective to her.
     
    Then he walked over to her. She backed away on instinct, but when she looked in his eyes, he was Roman again, her Roman. She came to him then, and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her cheek to his chest.
     
    "You are very scary when you are mad," she told him.
     
    "That wasn't mad, that was wrath."
     
    "Ah, I'll keep that in mind."
     
    He rubbed her back, and then fondled her ass, which seemed weird at first, with Lex unconscious and broken on the floor only a few feet away. That worry soon cleared away to a soothing relaxation that she fell gratefully into.
     
    "Better?"
     
    "Hmmm."
     
    "Why don't you get some dinner started, and I'll wait for the men to show up."
     
    "Men?"
     
    "Yes, probably three or four. They are going to give Lex a ride down to San Diego to talk to Brent."
     
    "Will he scream?"
     
    "I guarantee it," he told her.
     
    "Good. He hit me."
     
    "Looks like you got him..."
     
    "Well...I kicked him...scorpion. And then I brought my leg back around to knee him in the balls. Then...I just balled up my fists together, and smashed his head. Then you came in. Gawd, I was so scared."
     
    "He's not going to hurt you now."
     
    "Not of him, of you!"
     
    "Me?"
     
    "You were very...wrathful," she nodded against him.
     
    "I would never hurt you."
     
    "I know that, but knowing that didn't make you less scary. Remember the rides at Magic Mountain? You knew it wasn't really dangerous, but that didn't matter when the drop started. You are a Wrathful Mountain ride."
     
    He laughed, and it was such a beautiful laugh, so full of life. that it sucked her in, and she was laughing with him.
     
    This is my Roman, she thought to herself.
     
    "So, dinner?" he asked.
     
    "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Will the men want some, as well?"
     
    "What are you making?"
     
    "Spaghetti? Does that sound good? I have fresh mushrooms."
     
    "I think feeding them before their long drive would be just fine," he nodded.
     
    The men arrived. Three of them. Two of them were smaller than Roman, but not by much. The third was a monster of a man, named Butch. She looked at Butch as he ducked his