The Biker’s Nanny Read Online Sam Crescent

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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 37762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)

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The Biker's Nanny

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Hawk needs a nanny for his nine-month-old daughter. He can’t sleep or do his job when it comes to his club—who need their Prez. He doesn’t trust anyone with his little girl, so he has no choice but to go to a reputable agency to find the right woman.
Jasmine knows all about heartache. With one divorce under her belt, it takes a lot to shock her, which is why she doesn’t walk away from a job interview at an MC clubhouse. The job is simple, take care of Hawk’s baby girl. Easy. Or it should be…
But Hawk’s not like other men. She’s attracted to him, and that’s very, very bad.
Hawk’s not used to holding back. But when it comes to Jasmine, he knows he can’t have her. The only problem is he’s not good at being told he can’t have what he wants.
So, fuck the rules. He’s going to have her. One taste is all it takes for him to know she’s the one. There’s no going back. She will belong to him. He just has to convince her of that.
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Chapter One

“Putting that whore to ground was the best thing I ever did,” Hawk Dark said, even as his nine-month-old baby girl screamed. He didn’t know what else to fucking do. He’d changed her shitty diaper. How could a baby release so much crap? He’d fed her. Burped her. Hugged her, and he wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight. She just wasn’t settling down.

“What about right now?” his club brother and VP, Bear, asked. He leaned up against the doorframe to the nursery.

“Especially right now. Bitch was a traitor.”

“Should you be swearing like that in front of her?”

“It’s not like she can fucking tell.”

Bear held his hands up. “She’d be able to deal with this problem and you could get your dick wet.”

“Seriously, shut the fuck up.”

“Don’t you have, like … Prospects for this?”

“This is my little girl. I’m not going to leave her alone with just anyone.” He’d been tempted to, but seeing as he happened to love his baby girl, he wasn’t about to let just anyone take care of her.

He knew how shit the world was, and he wasn’t going to allow anything to hurt his baby. She’d be protected, which was why he removed her mother from the equation. She’d been ready to sell club secrets, and no one put anything before the Satan’s Rulers MC, not in his club. No one betrayed his club.

They were loyal ’til death.

There was no way out.

She’d crossed a line, and no matter how much she begged, she’d ended up six feet under. Now though, he had to deal with a screaming kid, and that just wasn’t good.

“Why don’t you come in here and help a guy out?”

“Exactly how would I do that?”

“I don’t know. Taking her for five minutes so I can take a leak.”

“Nope, not happening. I’ve heard those things are like a virus. They spread faster than wildfire, and I have no interest in being a daddy.”

“Then why are you here?”

“To go over the plans for the next run, but you’re not going to be able to make it. You’re going to have to find someone to take care of her, or order one of the women at the club.”

Hawk thought about the club whores that were always hanging around. Some of them were good women. Had a lot of kids of their own but they weren’t exactly motherly. Most days he saw them screwing one club member or all of them. Trains were pretty popular at the club, and some of the whores just loved to get fucked. They didn’t even have to be one after the other. A couple of the women just loved to have all their holes filled and even wanted it uploaded onto the internet.

Whatever was a person’s kink, it was completely up to them.

He wanted nothing to do with any of that. His ass was not going to be viewed on some cheap porn site for all to see.

“Not happening,” Hawk said.

“You’re saying that a lot. You’re going to have to cave or something. A babysitter. A nanny? A fucking foster family.”

“I’m not giving up my kid, and if you were anyone else, Bear, I’d fucking shoot you.”

“Yeah, yeah, you tell me that all the time. I’m out of here. Enjoy your … baby.”

He heard Bear leave and looked at his screaming daughter. Her face was red, and tears ran down her cheeks.

She was the first child he’d ever had. At forty-five years old, he was finally a daddy. The woman who’d given him that honor he despised, but he couldn’t have everything he wanted.

“We’re going to get through this. I’ll figure something out.”

Her cries faded to a whimper as he started to hum. Carrying her downstairs, he locked the front door, then went to the back door where he locked that as well.

Being the Prez of the Satan’s Rulers MC didn’t exactly offer him a lot of protection. He pissed off a lot of people and normally he was fine with that, but he didn’t want to take any chances with his little girl.

“So, we’re going to have to figure out what to do now. It’s just the two of us, and believe me, you’ll hate me for taking out your momma but one day you’ll thank me. She was a no-good waste of air. She just left you home all day anyway. Yeah, I found that out. She’d leave you in your crib, then come home and pretend she’d been here all day. One of the Prospects at the club let me in on her game, so one day I came home and found you all by yourself. You were crying so bad. Worse than you are now.” He sighed. His voice had taken on a playful tone. If his boys could see him now, they’d all be fucking laughing at him.