This is book 2 of the Fallen Angels MC series. Book 3 is available everywhere now!
He's a monster and a sinner – and I'm chained to his bed.
I shouldn't be here. But it's too late to run.
Staying here might mean risking everything – my life, my body, my sanity.
But I can't go back to what I was before.
I'm addicted to the biker's touch.
CAROLINE
I think part of me always knew he'd hurt me.
Isn't that just what bad boys do?
They convince you they're different than the rest.
They get you to let your guard down.
And then they shatter your heart into a million little pieces.
Mason was no different in that regard.
He convinced me he was a rebel with a heart of gold.
And for one blissful moment, I believed him.
Then the war came crashing down on my head.
Before I know it, I'm dodging bullets and riding for my life.
I'm not cut out for this motorcycle club business.
I like numbers, my puppy, helping people – just sweet, innocent things.
I'm not the type of girl for him.
But Mason has me pinned down and he won't let me go.
He says it's for my own safety.
He says I need his protection.
And the second he lays his hands on me, I know one thing:
I'll never be able to go back to my old life again.
I belong to the biker now.
MASON
It might've been a mistake to bring her in.
But there was chaos in my club, and I needed an ally.
She was just supposed to be a numbers freak.
To look through my accounting books and figure out what the hell was going on.
But there was danger lurking in the shadows…
And before I could protect her from it, it dragged us both down to hell.
She doesn't think can trust me.
Fair enough.
I probably wouldn't trust me either.
I'm everything she's been taught to fear:
A liar, a killer, a biker, a beast.
I'm a cold-blooded S.O.B. who will screw you senseless and be gone before you wake up.
I'm a sh!t-talking, drug-running outlaw kingpin…
And I'm never, ever gonna apologize for it.
But despite all my sins, there's one thing that will always be true:
I always protect what's mine.
I may have got Caroline caught in the middle of this vicious crossfire.
But I'm not gonna rest until I get her out.
That's an outlaw's oath.
