He was sent to protect me. So who protects me from him?
ZOLA
My father runs the Iron Saints, and my whole life he's kept me locked behind walls. Guards. Rules. A man watching every door I walk through.
I keep the club's books. I'm one shift away from my nursing license. And I have never once been allowed to just live.
Now something is coming for my family. Something that makes grown men go quiet.
So my father put his deadliest enforcer on me — day and night. And Knox has wanted me for years. I've always felt it. The way you feel a storm before the sky ever turns.
I'm done being protected.
I want to be his.
KNOX
Hurting people is the one thing I've ever been good at. So I keep everyone at a distance, because the second something matters, the world will use it to bleed you.
Then Bishop hands me the one order I can't follow clean.
Guard his daughter.
Zola. The woman I've wanted for years and never let myself touch. Off-limits. The president's own blood. The one line no man in this club crosses and lives.
Now she's mine to keep safe — every hour, every breath — and staying away from her is a war I'm already losing.
Wanting her could cost me the patch, the brotherhood, my life.
I'd give all three before I'd let them touch her.
The enemy is at the gates. The clock is running down. And the most dangerous thing in Charleston isn't the club rolling in to burn it all down. It's what's happening between the enforcer and the girl he swore to protect.
