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.