Whiskey Burning Read Online Bella Jewel (Iron Fury MC #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Dark, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Iron Fury MC Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
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“You check first; wave to me when they’re not looking,” I say to Amalie.

She nods and goes outside, waving to security. He waves back, and when he turns to glance down the street, she frantically waves me forward. I do a runner out the front door and quickly duck behind a large phone booth. Amalie keeps acting casual, as if she’s glancing around, wondering where to go. When security looks away again, she urges me forward and we rush onto the sidewalk and into the masses of people.

“Oh, my god.” She giggles, looking at me. “That was insanely fun.”

“It is, right!” I grin.

I look left and then right. “I know the name of the bar, I’m just not sure where it is.”

“What’s it called?” she asks. “I went for a walk earlier.”

I give her the name and she nods, taking my hand and pulling me in the direction of the bar. I notice as she walks, she watches everything, her head is always moving, taking in her surroundings. I guess it would be hard not fully being able to her what was going on. There have been a few times now I’ve forgotten and spoken to her only to realize she’s not facing me and doesn’t know I’m talking. Her voice is clear, considering she struggles to hear well, but unless she is directly focused on you, she’s unlikely to know what you’re doing or saying.

I stay close to her as we move down the sidewalk toward the bar.

I see the sign right away and there are heaps of people milling around outside, drinking and chatting around tables. I hope nobody notices me. I pull my cap down lower and push my sunglasses up on my nose, and then I search for Maverick. It takes me a few moments of sifting through people to see him and two other men at a table right up the back of the outside drinking area.

My stomach flips.

And I’m nervous all of a sudden. What if they’re doing business and we interrupt? What if they don’t want girls to join them? Worse, what if he doesn’t want me here and I have to explain, lamely, why I’m here? I look to Amalie, and she’s staring, wide-eyed, mouth agape. She looks to me, and says in a low tone, “There’s three of them.”

I nod.

“They’re ... Wow.”

I nod again.

“I don’t think ...”

“Scarlett?”

Both our heads whip around and I see all three bikers looking at us. My heart starts pounding so fast I can feel it in my head and, embarrassingly, my knees tremble to the point I wonder if I’m able to take a step or if I’m going to just pass out right here on the ground. I can’t back out now that he’s seen me. So, I smile and raise a hand, reaching over and tugging Amalie with me as we make our way closer to the three extremely gorgeous, extremely terrifying men.

As we near, I take in the other two, and holy lord, they are equally as gorgeous as Maverick. The one I am assuming is his brother, due to their similar looks, has the same green eyes as Maverick only his dark hair is longer, sitting down on his shoulders, curling slightly at the ends. He’s the same type of build as Maverick but looks a whole lot scarier and has more tattoos.

The other man has the kind of looks to stop you in your tracks. Olive skin, eyes the color of warm honey, and dark blond hair that’s messy atop his head. He’s bigger than both of the men, which is saying something because they’re not small by any stretch of the imagination. He has ink covering both his arms, and there is something about him that would make anyone pause and wonder if he’s about to pull out a gun and throw down. He’s terrifying.

“Hi,” I squeak, glancing at Maverick who is studying me, and then flicking my eyes toward the other two bikers.

The blond one is staring at me, a smirk on his face, but Maverick’s brother is looking at Amalie, his eyes intense, his mouth slightly agape. She’s blushing furiously and steps closer to me. Oh, my. Someone has taken a liking to her.

“I’m sorry, to, well, barge in. We just wanted to go for a walk and thought we’d pop in and say hi.”

“I’ll be damned,” blond biker murmurs. “Scarlett Belle as I live and breathe. I’m a fuckin’ man, so I have to keep my shit together, but darlin’, you got the voice of an angel, and I’ve spent many times listenin’ to your music as I ride.”

I flush and smile.

“You goin’ to introduce us, Mav?” his brother says, finally dragging his eyes off Amalie to look over to me and flash me a killer grin that makes my knees feel a little weak.


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