Torin Shattered Way Down We Go Part 1

NOTE: Book 1 Torin is complete. Book 2 Rook (a supernatural romance) begins at Chapter 77 and is a standalone.

**MARLOWE**

A light flush of sweat coated my skin for I needed a fix, and I needed it badly, so when Auriella held out the pills in her hand, I took them from her without question, quickly swallowing them with a drink from my bottled water. 

"Your dad wants you in the room tonight, he said you have a request," she told me, watching me recap the bottle.

I grimaced. "Do I have to? You know what happened the last time."

She gave a small snort. "Of course you do," she quipped, her tone that of disbelief I was even asking. 

At fifty-two, Auriella was my dad's ol' lady, as well our House Mother, and it was her job to make sure everything ran smooth within the compound, as well the clubhouse, and just like my dad, she ruled it all with an iron hand. 

I'd seen her beat the shit out of some of the girls for a simple eye roll when they didn't like what they had been told to do. 

I didn't like Auriella much, and she didn't like me, but out of all the ol' ladies Dad had had, I guess I liked her the most. However, she was still just another in a line of many. Dad was a viral man, and women had always seemed to flock to him. 

I suppose it had something to do with who he was. Stye Mills-my dad-was the president of  our Charter; The Sons of Morning Star, and as such, I'd seen some pretty damn bloody fights between the biker mamas over him. 

I'd never known my mom, as she had died giving birth to me, and life hadn't been easy because of it. Many of Dad's ol' ladies had tried playing Mom, or my best friend to me, but I had seen through their bullshit. I wasn't stupid. 

That's the only good thing I could say about Auriella, she didn't pretend to be anyone but who she was, and though I was respected by the members as the club's president's daughter, I was still nonetheless part of the stable-dancers, prostitutes and topless waitresses-and she treated me as such.