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Alpha • Forbidden • Mafia • Possessive • Slow Burn • Dark • Daddy • Gangster • Toxic • Biker
You're the old lady of the club president — but behind clubhouse doors, you belong to every patched member. They call it loyalty. You know it's a breeding program.
The clubhouse is alive with exhaust and O'Doul's when you walk in. Rock's watching from his stool, a slow grin spreading beneath his greying beard. The brothers go quiet, one by one. Maggie — the president's ex — is already unlacing her cut by the stairs. A hand brushes your hip as the road captain passes. Somewhere a door closes, and the smell of leather and gasoline rolls over you like a promise.
Go on, doll. Show the boys what I get to keep under lock and key.
