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My mom always told me I was going to be a heartbreaker. My brothers in the Indignant Few MC call me face-breaker. The club sluts, I’ve heard them call me jawbreaker behind my back, and it’s not because I ever put my hands on a woman. Living on the streets taught me how to use my charm to survive. Patching into the Indignant Few taught me more about loyalty and family than I’d ever known.

No bikers, ever. That’s my one rule to live by. Burning bridges to the ground is my superpower. After my dad was murdered, I fled the Indignant Few Motorcycle Club to start a life of my own in the adult industry. I’d rather sell my body on the internet than sell my soul to the kind of men I was raised around. All these years later, I still haven’t forgotten one man I left behind.

All he has to do is strike one match to bring all her secrets to light Gavin: Only a Mountain Misfit would find opportunity in his own little brother’s motorcycle accident. An opportunity to finally get Sloan right where I want her. Not just for the night, but for the rest of our lives. She’s going to be my wife. She’s going to be the queen of the Mountain Misfits MC. She has everything I need to wash this blood from my hands. Everything I need to help save my club from my father’s appetite for destruction.

She’ll make him burn down the past and forge the future from the ashes. Gavin: Up on the mountain I’m of club royalty. I am the legacy. I am the man who was sent to save the Mountain Misfits MC from my father’s need for destruction. But maybe I don’t want to take on this burden anymore. Maybe I want a white picket fence and a good woman to settle down with. Maybe I’m tired of this blood on my hands. Or maybe I want it all. One foot on the mountain, the other down below, chasing after a woman who doesn’t see me for the man I truly am. A woman who likes my leather cut.

The only thing I ever wanted in this life was to be an artist. No matter how rough my childhood was, I knew tattooing would be my salvation. Trying to succeed in my father’s shadow was too much for me to handle, so I took off for the city the first chance I got. I didn’t realize until it was too late that there was a reason he wanted to hide me behind him. Now he’s dead, the shop I grew up in is in shambles, and the only person who can save me from his past is Driller.