ica

ing to fight it on the offensive. I slid the thick, itemized manila ledger into the inside pocket of my ca

se, Amaris trailing a few steps behind wit

tool racks and the parked choppers, the low-level Prospects and hangarounds huddled together in sm

ust stripped her of h

ng for our beer, and now she's get

nts her strung up fo

ed wooden doors of the clubhouse. The overwhelming stench of

al music vibrating the floorboards. The moment my boots stepped onto the hardwood, the music was abruptly killed. The chat

designed to break me before I ev

ally blocking my path. She was the epitome of a spoiled Club Princess. She was wearing a three-thousand-dollar

essively filing her long acrylic nail

r every word. "Lost your bed, lost your precious title, and you're still strutting around here like

slammed my shoulder brutally into hers, shoving past her with so much force t

rdered coldly, leavin

s pathetic gauntlet stepped out from the hallway, intention

ess. The stolen fifty-thousand-dollar diamond necklace glittered obscenely ag

off Daryl's official leather President's Cut, draping the he

aryl gave me his Colors to hold while he handles club business. Do you know what that means in this world, sweet

ed leather vest, then up at her heavily contoured face

oken promises," I said, my voice carrying clearly down the stairs to the cro

visiting riders down by the pool table failed to stifle their barking laughs. In the MC wo

lencia screeched, her perfectly m

y steel-toed boot and kicked the heavy oak door of th

the back stairs-all spun around to glare at me lik