I’d left my hometown seeking adventure. I hadn’t much ambition, my main aim being to find somewhere warmer where I could ride my motorcycle all year around. I saw my future as most men do, finding a steady job, eventually getting married and spitting out a couple of kids. Fate seemed to comply, throwing into my path my soul mate only a few hundred miles from my home. But it wasn’t to be. I’d found her, loved her then lost her, all in a matter of days. I’d ridden on alone until the gods stepped in once again and put me in the sights of the Satan’s Devils MC. Despite my initial reluctance, I was soon accepting the prospect patch, and from that point on, never looked back. I rose through the ranks, eventually becoming prez of the Vegas Chapter of the club. I’ve gained respect and loyalty from my brothers, and in many ways have everything that I want. Except, I’ve never quite lost my dream of finding my own old lady and of starting a family. But while life on the whole has been good to me, it seems my destiny is to ride through it alone.

Oh, the decisions we make when we’re young which with age we come to regret. If I could have a do-over, I’d never have walked away. But I did. It was done, and my actions couldn’t be taken back. I was only twenty, and I believed I had time to find my special one. Then life threw me a curve ball that altered all my plans. The result being I could never forget the man I’d met so briefly on the road. The question of what would have happened if I stayed with him is constantly on my mind. What would my life have been like if I’d been braver? What if I hadn’t walked away? Would I have ended up a weary thirty-five-year-old croupier in a Vegas casino with no man by my side? When fortune offers me a second chance, it comes with strings attached. The man I’m attracted to is the prez of the Satan’s Devils MC, whereas I’m a law-abiding citizen who’s never broken a single rule in my life. Is there any way we could make a future together? Or should I run and never look back?

Petty I’m not the nicest person in the world, I’ve cultivated that world view. I’m a man’s man, full of testosterone and with the balls to prove it. I’ve spent years kidding everyone as to who I am, hiding the parts of me I’m ashamed of. I didn’t expect my nemesis to raise her head and step back into my life with the intention of destroying everything I’d so carefully crafted around me. I thought we were over, done and finished, but she had different ideas. I’m no more able to protect myself now than I’ve been in the past. RoseLyn As I’ve a dangerous ex hounding me I’m under the protection of the Satan’s Devils’ Security Services. Petty is one of my bodyguards and he’s an absolute dick. He has no respect for anyone other than his brothers. If he wasn’t so good at his job, I’d have demanded he be replaced. Though slowly I come to discover there’s something about him, something I think only I can see. It lives beneath the persona he presents to the world. Maybe as much as he’s protecting me, I can save him? It won’t be easy. He’s not going to let anyone in. But when his brothers all desert him, there’s only one person he can turn to, and that’s me.