I was happy being single. No relationship drama. No woman putting demands on my time. I had my family and my club. I didn't need anyone else.
But when a mysterious brunette walked into our clubhouse, something inside me shifted.
She wasn't like anyone I'd ever met. Everything I prided myself on, being unattached, emotionally unavailable, in it for nothing but sex . . . it all shattered.
But with the cartel still threatening the Knights Corruption, I kept her at a distance, treating our relationship as nothing more than casual. When my plan backfired, she walked away. And I let her go without a fight. Distance meant safety. Or so I thought.
When another attempt was orchestrated against our club, I was forced to make a different choice. There was only one issue, though. I had to convince her to give me another chance.
Would my decision prove to be the right one? Or would it all come crumbling down around us?
Contains mature themes.
