When they do right, no one remembers. When they do wrong, no one forgets. HAVEN: At forty-five, I was a washed-up racecar driver, a Daddy Dom who had searched the world over for his power bottom, his submissive. Fuck, I was still a Prospect for the Bent Zealots MC. Thatβs how I came to be in the
A Wild Wicked Weekend
β Scribed by Wolfe, Layla
- Book ID
- 100688394
- Publisher
- Quicksilver Publishing; Quicksilver Books
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 286 KB
- Series
- The Bent Zealots MC 4
- Category
- Fiction
- City
- United States
- ISBN
- 153555875X
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
HAVEN: At forty-five, I was a washed-up racecar driver, a Daddy Dom who had searched the world over for his power bottom, his submissive. Fuck, I was still a Prospect for the Bent Zealots MC. That's how I came to be in the clubhouse while most of them were raising hell at a Vegas rally. Word came there was a stiff down on the Rez, and the Zealots were getting blamed for it. My mission included a clownish reject from a rival club name of Mike Drop, and a mysterious half-breed who would change my life forever. OGDEN: I met Haven there in the desert, standing over the disemboweled corpse of a tourist. After I made a sleazy deal that would help solve the mystery and clear the Zealots' name, that muscle daddy gave me a tongue-lashing of a lifetime. Have more self-respect, Haven said. As the bastard half-Navajo basketballer who had frittered away a scholarship, I was a bad penny. Haven, with his powerful mastery at training and molding me, gave shape to my form.
β¦ Subjects
Sexual dominance and submission -- Fiction
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