Babysitting duty? Yeah, Rebel would’ve rather taken a bullet.
But he doesn’t argue…not when it comes to the club. So when he’s ordered to keep an eye on a spoiled little princess tucked away in some remote cabin, he shuts his mouth and does the damn job.
Only Darby isn’t what she seems.
Beneath the designer clothes and sharp tongue is a woman who’s been hurt badly but still shines like the goddamn sun. She’s sweet in ways he doesn’t deserve and strong in ways no one sees.
And somehow, without him noticing, she becomes his everything. His past is littered with blood and regrets, but Darby?
She’s the calm after the storm. The light in his dark world. He’ll kill to protect her. He’ll burn the world before letting anyone lay a hand on her.
She’s his now. He didn’t plan it. But he’ll die before he lets her go.
