Deadly Sins: An MC Biker Romance
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"Really playing it up, aren't you," she smiled.
"Don't fuck with success," he said.
EPILOGUE
Three years later, Butch politely told various paparazzi to leave the driveway. Which they did. Then he motioned for Laura, and Roman to come from the house to their limo. They were on their way to her latest opening night.
She would have preferred to arrive there on his bike, but her studio man begged her not to. "It was good the first time, and even the second, but please, not for this one."
Since this one was more of a comedy than an action movie, she acquiesced. It was Roman's first attempt at a comedy, so really it was more his night than hers, and she let him know it; fawning on him, and directing the light to him, rather than her.
The movie was funnier than she thought it was while they were shooting it. A lot funnier. She laughed so hard she peed a little. Just a little.
For the first year the tabloids made a big deal about him being the owner of a strip-club, but no one seemed to care. When she was asked about it, during interviews, she said, "Roman owns several businesses," and moved on. His membership in the Ghost Lights, only made him seem notorious, and brought him more offers. Hollywood loved the notorious.
Several times, over the last few years, she came into their living-room, in their new house, to find him on the sofa, reading a book, with his boots off. She would sit down, leaning against him, drinking her coffee. Then Minion would jump up to get in on the action. Her vision of home, complete and secure. All the rest was just stuff they did together. This was what it was all about for her, and she had it, with him.
Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
EPILOGUE