Ruined #4 (The MC Motorcycle Club Romance Series - Book #4) by Alycia Taylor

RUINED
#4
    THE
MOTORCYCLE CLUB ROMANCE SERIES

 
    By
Alycia Taylor
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    CHAPTER
ONE
    OLIVIA
    I opened my eyes and it took me a few seconds to
remember where I was. I was back at my uncle’s house. I sighed, I felt like I
was constantly going backwards with my life. I felt like since the day Dax was
arrested that my wheels had been spinning but I never got anywhere. I needed to
get off this crazy ride once and for all and take the route that would lead me
away from all of these people who kept holding me back.
    I put on my robe and went out to the kitchen to
start the coffee brewing. I was trying hard to look ahead instead of backwards
but my mind wanted to run over and over what I had lost…which right now seemed
to be everything.
    I’d lost Terrance, which was mostly good news.   With him, I could at least tell myself I
never really had him. He was nothing but a fake and I knew that I never really
knew anything about him. I felt so stupid when I thought about how I believed
for so long that he only ran parts for his dad and Bull. He helped set Dax up
and he was involved in the drug side of the business. Scariest of all was that
he was the guy they called to bring in the big guns when there was a report of
a member of a Mexican drug cartel running around.
    I had been living with a man I knew nothing about
and the fact that I could be that naïve scared me to death. Maybe I should have
been grateful to him for opening my eyes. I wouldn’t trust that easily again,
that’s for sure. Terrance was out of my life for good so I guess I could at
least give myself credit for that one step forward.
    I poured myself a cup of coffee and as I poured the
cream and sugar into it, I thought about Dax. When he came to see me yesterday
he seemed like he was upset with me, like I was the one doing something wrong.
Maybe it was only to appease his own conscience. I wasn’t the one choosing
something over him. I wanted to be with him…more than anything. I just couldn’t
keep compromising my own values and beliefs for those men.
    I washed my hands of my own father because I didn’t
believe in the way he was choosing to live his life. What was I doing
continuing to pick these men that wanted to lead me right back into it? I knew
Dax said repeatedly that he didn’t want to live the MC life and I wanted
desperately to believe him. But how much more needed to happen before he was
willing to just make a clean break and walk away? Was someone going to have to
pull the trigger the next time a gun is in our face for him to get how
dangerous this quest for revenge had become? He had a choice, revenge or me. He
walked out yesterday. He made his choice and now I had to accept it and move
forward….I had to.
    I pulled myself up out of the chair and went to get
into the shower. I had to work and I didn’t have any more time to waste sitting
there wallowing in what should have or could have been.
    I showered and dressed in a black and pink Harley
t-shirt and jeans, put on my tennis shoes, pulled my hair into a ponytail and
headed off to work.
    My uncle wasn’t working today so me and the new guy
Tyler opened up the shop. He was working in back doing some detailing and
mechanic work and I was working the parts desk. As soon as he had gone in the
back, the front door jangled. I looked up, right into Terrance’s brown eyes.
Damn! I knew I would have to run into him sooner or later since I was working
there, but I was hoping it would be on a day when someone else was working with
me and I didn’t have to be the one to help him.
    “Hi Liv,” he said, like I might possibly be happy to
see him.
    “I’m surprised you wouldn’t be ashamed