I didn’t want the legacy of leading my father’s MC.

I didn’t want to be him.

I didn’t want to feel soul-deep attraction to the girl my sister brought home from school.


But, we don’t always control our destinies, do we?

As the new President of the Ravens Ruin MC, I had a list of changes that needed to be made for the club.

The same woman in my bed night after night wasn’t on that list.

Yet, here I am, sheets tangled, skin smelling like hers, and a devious smile on my face.