𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍.

My father was a ghost.

A whispered name. A shadow my mother feared, always watching the door like he might materialize and drag us into his darkness at any second.

The infamous president of the Vicious Reapers Motorcycle Club.

And now he’s dead.

I’m all that’s left to settle his estate—a man I never knew, not even in a photograph.

Now, I’m crossing the country to sift through his life, chasing answers my mother spent years running from. 

The president is dead.

Bullet is here to claim what’s his.

Bullet. A ruthless, cocky bastard who wants me gone before I even unpack. To him, I’m just a pretty little problem—better off in his bed than in his way. He thinks I want money and power.

He’s wrong.

I want the truth.

But in a world built on blood and betrayal, it might just kill me.

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