She’s off-limits. Club rules. That doesn’t mean he must choose between her and the club. It means he must choose the club. Choosing her will risk everything—even her life.HimShe’s a prim and prissy bitch from the top drawer, so full of prejudice she can hardly sit on her uptight ass. I want to punish her for who she is, for what she did, and yet, there is a dark, unexplored part of the fucked-up me that just wants to yank her close and devour her sweet lips.But I can never lay claim on her... moreShe’s off-limits. Club rules. That doesn’t mean he must choose between her and the club. It means he must choose the club. Choosing her will risk everything—even her life.HimShe’s a prim and prissy bitch from the top drawer, so full of prejudice she can hardly sit on her uptight ass. I want to punish her for who she is, for what she did, and yet, there is a dark, unexplored part of the fucked-up me that just wants to yank her close and devour her sweet lips.But I can never lay claim on her. She can never be mine. A relationship between us is unthinkable. The club is my life, the brotherhood is the air I breathe, but when someone I’m ready to die for decides to take a steaming dump on loyalty, all rules are off the table.Problem is, I’m the one who killed her brother.HerHe used to have a charming glint in his eyes and a flirty smile on his lips. That was before everything.Now? Not so much.He hates me. The loathing in his flinty eyes scorches my skin every time he looks at me, the angry tremors in his breath batter me, and his uncompromising words tear open wounds that never healed.With my marriage and my New York city life safely tucked down the drain, I’m back in my home city to pick up the pieces of myself. I don’t need any complications right now, and certainly not in the form of a ruthless Crowmoore Reaper. But things don’t go to plan, and when his past unravels upon us, and all hell breaks loose, I don’t know if I have the strength to face the brutal reality. less
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