by Naomi West
Table of Contents
Bonus Book 1 – RELEASE: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance
Bonus Book 2 – Outlaw’s Baby: Devil’s Edge MC
SOLD: Jagged Souls MC
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Thirty-Two
Books by Naomi West
RELEASE: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance
Hawk’s Baby: Kings of Chaos MC
Outlaw’s Baby: Devil’s Edge MC
Hitman’s Promise: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance
DARK SEDUCTION: Millennium Mayhem MC
RIP ME: A Dark Romance
CUFF ME: A Dark Romance
DARE ME: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance
This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons--living or dead--is entirely coincidental.
SOLD: Jagged Souls MC copyright 2017 by Naomi West. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission.
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Contents
SOLD: Jagged Souls MC
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Bonus Book 1 – RELEASE: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Bonus Book 2 – Outlaw’s Baby: Devil’s Edge MC
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Books by Naomi West
RELEASE: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance
Hawk’s Baby: Kings of Chaos MC
Outlaw’s Baby: Devil’s Edge MC
Hitman’s Promise: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance
DARK SEDUCTION: Millennium Mayhem MC
RIP ME: A Dark Romance
CUFF ME: A Dark Romance
DARE ME: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance
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SOLD: Jagged Souls MC
By Naomi West
Every piece of her belongs to me now.
I’m on a hunt for my best friend’s killer.
But I couldn’t pass up the chance to purchase a woman like her.
She and her son are my possessions now…
And I will use them both as I please.
I saw her on stage and I had to have her.
Blond, gorgeous, innocent –
I needed that body in my bed.
Beneath my hands.
Submitting to my touch, my taste, my commands.
But just as suddenly as she comes into my life, she disappears.
No big deal.
I have bigger fish to fry.
Like finding out who left my best friend slaughtered and disgraced.
But this search for revenge has been dead end after dead end…
Until Sara comes back.
Could she be the thing I’ve been looking for?
Maybe there�
�s more to her than meets the eye.
Maybe she was a better purchase than I realized.
Maybe…
Just maybe…
She’s the key to ending this nightmare.
But the girl with the porcelain skin is like a china doll:
I’ll have to break her to find out what’s inside.
Chapter One
Sara Taylor glanced down at her ringing phone. It was her son’s school, calling again. Normally, she’d answer the call immediately, but she knew it didn’t have anything to do with Ian specifically.
By the third ring, she couldn’t ignore it anymore. “Hello?”
“Is this Mrs. Taylor?” the woman asked.
Saracringed. How many times had she explained this to them? “Miss Taylor, yes.”
“Miss Taylor, I’m calling from the school’s billing department.”
She’d already tried playing dumb. Oh, gee, she must’ve have forgotten. But she couldn’t use that excuse again. Not after they’d already called to tell her she was late. What excuse could she give this time?
“I know my payment is late, but Christmas is coming and I—”
“Miss Taylor, your payment is more than late. You’re several payments behind. Are you aware of the balance on your account?”
“Umm…” she gulped. She tried not to think about it, tried to put it out of her mind. Ian’s schooling was important, of course, but the rent needed to be paid and they had to eat. She could only pay the electric bill late so many times, buying gas for the car had maxed out her credit card, and her next paycheck wouldn’t even be for as much as she owed the school.
“You owe $2,850.”
Sara closed her eyes and swallowed. More than she made in a month. How in the world would she ever pay it? Ian had to go to this school. The area that they lived in had horrible schools. The teachers were overworked and underpaid, the classrooms poorly supplied and overfull. But that wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part was the violence. She’d heard that the school’s metal detectors hadn’t worked properly in years and there was no money for new ones. Which meant that in the inner city schools of Chicago, the kids were in class armed with guns, knives, pepper spray, and who knew what else.
The school she’d managed to get Ian into made a world of difference. It was a little expensive, sure. Okay, it was a lot expensive. But the teachers were great and the school had won awards for their high quality of education. The students flourished, got all the help and attention they needed, and were successful after leaving school. Not like the public school that had a low literacy rate and even lower graduation rate. This school had a graduation rate in the 90s. And most of the graduates went onto college or high-paying jobs.
Most of all, this school was safe. They had working metal detectors, security guards on staff, and a zero tolerance policy that meant if a kid was caught with a weapon of any sort, they were gone immediately. This was the place Ian needed to be. This was the type of school he deserved to be in, even if his mother couldn’t afford to have them live in a nicer neighborhood with better public schools.
“Isn’t there some sort of scholarship program we might qualify for?” Sara asked.
“You’re already on the lowest tuition available because of your income. There is no other help for you.”
“I’ll make a payment this week, I promise.”
“We have a policy, Miss Taylor. If more than 60 days pass with the account past due, the student is asked to leave.”
“Right. I know that. And I’ll make a payment. This week.”
“Will it be for the full amount?”
Was there any way she could do that? Get a cash advance on her credit cards or ask her brother for a loan? It seemed impossible. “I don’t know for sure yet, but—”
“I don’t know how else to say this. If your account isn’t paid in full before the start of the holiday break, Ian will be asked to leave. And your next payment will be due the first of the year.”
“I’ll do the best I can.”
“Have a good day, Miss Taylor.”
“Thanks,” Sara muttered and hung up the phone.
She sat at her small round kitchen table, staring at the refrigerator that didn’t contain enough food. She needed a better job, more hours, something. There had to be a way to make this work. A way to let Ian stay at his school and not starve his way through his classes. She needed some kind of miracle to help her make this payment.
She stood up and went to shower so that she could be ready for her second job. She pulled on her waitress uniform and walked out to her car. Her drive to work flew by without her noticing. Her mind was so tangled in figuring out ways to shift bills and scrape up some money that she pulled into the restaurant parking lot with no recollection of having driven there.
She put her purse in her locker and went to punch in.
“Hey,” Jessica said.
“Hey,” Sara muttered back.
“What’s wrong? You don’t seem like your usual cheerful self.”
Sara let out a sigh. Jessica had been her friend long enough that she couldn’t hide from her. The truth was best, or she’d just have to keep lying to her friend. “Got another call from Ian’s school today. I owe them a lot of money.”
“Aww. You can have some of my tables tonight.”
“Thanks,” Sara said flatly. She turned from the punch clock and dug in her apron for her notepad.
“Wait a minute,” Jessica said.
Sara paused and turned to her. “What?”
Jessica stood in the middle of the busy kitchen, waitresses and busers scurrying around her, the cooks calling out orders, the dishwasher clanging the plates and silver wear noisily. She spoke quietly compared to the clatter of the kitchen, but it was loud enough for Sara to hear.
“How much do you owe them?” Jessica asked.
“A lot. More than I make in a month.”
“Aww honey.”
“Well, that’s not even the worst part.” Sara bit her lip. She was not going to cry at work. She took a few deep breaths to loosen the tightness in her throat. “If the bill isn’t paid in the full by the start of the holiday break, Ian will have to leave.”
“But it’s almost Christmastime! Don’t they realize that?”
“I guess they don’t care.”
She had been saving up extra tips when she could. A few dollars here and there, to buy Ian something for Christmas. It was now just three weeks away. There was less than $30 in her jar. Maybe enough to buy a decent gift. Nowhere near enough to keep his school from kicking him out.
Usually, working in restaurants this time of year was great. Lots of holiday parties and extra tips. Opportunity for extra hours. But it wouldn’t matter this year. It wouldn’t be enough. On top of the $2,850 that was due in just two weeks, the next payment of $950 would be due only a week later. There was no way she’d be able to pay the rent, buy groceries, and pay the bills that were the most past due and pay the school $3,800 by the first of the year.
How in the world would she tell Ian that he had to start in a new school after the holiday break? It would crush him. He loved his school and had several friends there. But more than that, she knew how hard it could be on a child to change schools. She’d had to do it often as a kid. Her mom bounced them around from place to place, living with this boyfriend, then that boyfriend. She’d hated starting over and changing schools all the time, and she’d vowed to never do that to Ian. But now she would have to.
“There is one way,” Jessica said. She pulled her mouth to the side, looking hesitant.
“I’m not robbing a bank.”
Sara expected Jessica to laugh at that and say she was crazy. But Jessica just blew out a breath.
“It’s not quite that bad, but it might not be much better. It’s mostly legal at least.”
Sara raised an eyebrow. “Mostly?”
“Well…” Jessica stepped closer and put her mouth to Sara’s ear. “There’s this auction
tonight.” Jessica gave her a look like Sara was supposed to know what that meant.
How in the world would an auction help her? She didn’t have anything of value to sell. “What good is an auction to me?”
“It’s for… you know.” Jessica made her eyes wide, but Sara was still confused.
Then it hit her. There was one thing she could sell. One thing that might bring in some money.
Sara gasped. “What! It’s not.”
Jessica shrugged. “You’re really pretty and you have a nice body. I bet you’d make a ton of money.”
“I can’t do that!” She leaned in closer. “You want me to sell my body?!”
“No, I don’t want you to. It’s an awful thing. I never would have mentioned it except that, well, you can really make a lot of money in one night.”
“How much?”
“Some girls make several thousand dollars.”
Sara gulped. Several thousand would be enough to pay the school. Maybe enough to make the next payment, too. It would at least get her close. And right now, she was the furthest from being able to pay that she could be. $30 of a $2,850 bill, really a $3,800 bill, was nothing. If she gave the school that, they’d laugh at her. Probably wouldn’t even cover the administrative costs to process them kicking Ian out.
But could she do it? Have sex with a stranger for money, even if it was a lot of money? What kind of man would pay for a thing like that? No one normal. So that meant it would probably be some creepy guy who wanted to do awful things.
Sara shook her head. “There’s no way. Besides, I just got to work.”