As the former mayor of Smoky Vale, I hinged my campaign on getting rid of all bikers. They are everything that's wrong with our town. Everywhere they go they breed crudeness, chaos, and carnage.
Then my son fell in love with not one, but two of them. Now I have no choice but to interact with the very people I tried to take down.
My disapproval of their lifestyle wavers when a spawn of Goliath backs me into a wall, kisses me senselessly, and makes it clear in the most vulgar way possible what he wants to do to me.
Bay is fierce, frank, and the only man who's ever made me burn.
He teaches me how to tap into base desires I didn't even know I had. And it intrigues me how a man so volatile and obscene can be equally protective and affectionate.
When my ex-wife continues to ruin my life from behind prison bars, it's Bay's ruthlessness I once despised that I must now lean on to keep me and the ones I love safe. But what my ex-wife gets me involved with goes higher up than I could have ever imagined. Are some things better left in the dark, or do we expose those at the top of these heinous acts, even if it means risking our lives?
Contains mature themes.
