She doesn’t want my help, but in this club you don’t fight alone…
Dagger She’s gorgeous. Irresistible. Tough as nails. And ten years my junior. I should have stayed away.
One night wasn’t enough, but a woman this fierce doesn’t have room in her life for a man like me. Or so I thought. She’s got more steel in her spine than half of my brothers.
She built her dance studio from the ground up, and guards her business like a queen protecting a kingdom.
She even told the guy who wanted to buy her building to go to hell before she slammed the door. So why am I surprised to find her at the clubhouse weeks later?
She’s calm and resolved as she drops the biggest bombshell of my life on us both. But before I can even process what she’s saying, she’s drawing a line in the sand.
She doesn’t want money or protection or help. She just thought I should know the truth. What she didn’t expect was that this club takes care of its own.
And I’ve never been particularly good at following orders. And that investor who tried to steal her land?
When he starts playing dirty, he doesn’t realize he’s not just messing with a smart-mouthed small business owner anymore.
She thinks she’s in this fight alone, but she’s about to find out that when you share blood with this club, you get the whole damn patch.
