Chapter 1


The sound of my phone ringing woke me from my pleasant sleep. I slid out from underneath the arm of whichever club slut was in my bed and reached for my phone.

“This better be fucking good,” I grumbled, my voice heavy with sleep.

A long silence made me wonder if one of my brothers was fucking with me. They should know better than to wake their VP over some stupid shit. Maybe they got one of the prospects to prank me. Whoever it was, was going to be in a world of hurt.

Now that I was awake and pissed, I jumped out of bed, ready to head to the clubhouse to see who wanted to die. “I’m going to kick your mother-fucking ass when I get there.”

“Sin?” a sweet voice called my name. Far back in the recesses of my mind, I knew that voice.

“That’s me. Who’s this?” I gritted out.

“Oh… um, this is Charlotte,” she said so quietly I could barely hear her.

“Charlie? Is that you?”

“Yeah,” she sniffed.

I was instantly on alert. I hadn’t heard from Charlotte since I broke things off with her right after we graduated high school almost ten years ago.

“Is everything okay?” I stood looking out the window only to see the midnight sky and the outline of trees that surrounded our ranch.

“I know you don’t want to hear from me, but I didn’t know who else to call. I need help.”

“Where are you at?” I picked up my jeans from the floor and slipped them on as I asked the question.

“I don’t know, but I can drop you a pin.” She sniffed again, and I swore I was going to dismember whoever hurt her. Charlotte was too sweet for anyone to ever do her harm. That’s why I got rid of her when I did. “Can you please hurry? If he finds me, he’ll kill me.”

“I’m on my way.” The second I disconnected, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and slipped my cut on.

Her text with the address came right as I sat on my bike. I revved the engine and took off. Why the fuck was Charlie in enemy territory on the outskirts of town? It didn’t matter. I was going to get her out of the mess she was in, and then maybe I’d see her in another ten years, hopefully, under better circumstances.

Knowing she was in the Satan’s Savages’ domain, I should have called in a few of my brothers. It could get bad quick if they found me riding down their streets.

Pulling up to the run-down house, I wondered what the hell Charlotte was doing here. She didn’t belong in a drug house or even on this side of town. Hell, I was surprised she was still in Diamond after all these years. How I hadn’t seen her in all these years was a mystery.

Pulling out my gun, I slowly made my way up to the house. All was quiet, which wasn’t a good sign.

What if this was a trap?

Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I dialed the number that called me less than twenty minutes ago. The second the line clicked on, I wasted no time. “Where are you?”

“In the back bedroom,” she whispered.

“Is there anyone in the house that you know of?” I tried to peek inside, keeping my back against the house, but the windows were painted over.

“I think so. Up until about five minutes ago, there was a lot of yelling and fighting. Then it stopped all of a sudden.”

“Is there a door in the back?”

“I… I don’t know. I’ve never been here before. Are you close?”

“Yeah, Charlie.” I turned the corner into the backyard with my gun raised. “Tell me you’re not doing this to fuck me over?”

There was a slight gasp on the other end of the line, and then her voice hardened as much as Charlie’s voice could. She always sounded sweet, even when she was pissed off. “I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“I had to ask when you’re calling me into enemy territory after not talking to me for ten years.”

“And whose fault is that? I’m not the one who ended things out of nowhere.”

“That shit doesn’t matter right now. I’m coming in the back door, and then we need to get the hell out of here before the Savages know I’m here.”

I didn’t wait for her to respond before kicking the back door open and stepping inside. The place smelled rank, like piss and stale cigarettes.

The sound of movement behind a closed door caught my attention. Slowly, I moved down the hall, waiting for someone to jump out at any moment. Trying the door handle, I found it locked, which I had expected.

“Charlotte, are you in there?”

“Yeah,” came her tepid voice from the other side of the door.

“Stand back. I’m going to kick in the door.” 

The first thing I saw was Charlotte’s long brown mane. It was a tangled mess. Her face was white as snow, with except for a bruise forming on the corner of her mouth and a split lip. She ran toward me like I was her knight in shining armor and threw herself into my chest. The moment her face made contact, she started to sob.

Wrapping my free arm around her, I patted her back. “You’re safe now. Don’t worry.” Guiding her out of the house, I looked around the corner to find three men with bullet holes in their foreheads. Pushing her toward the back door, I kept a lookout for anyone trying to ambush us as I got Charlotte out of there. “Let’s go.”

Charlotte tried to look back in the direction where the bodies were laid out, but I stepped in front of her and blocked her. “We need to get out of here. Now.”

She nodded her head as her body started to tremble. I didn’t have time to console Charlie. With my hand at the small of her back, I guided her out of the house and out to the street, where my bike sat at the curb.

Grabbing my helmet, I placed it on her head. It was a little big on her, but it was better than nothing. I was so focused on helping Charlotte get on my bike that I didn’t notice the figure who came out of the darkness until it was almost too late. If it weren’t for Charlotte’s gasp, I might never have known.

Whirling around, someone was moving quickly across the yard in our direction. He raised his hand and, in an instant, I shot him dead center in the chest.

Charlotte let out a muffled scream, but I paid her no mind. I wanted to get out of here before the cops or the Savages showed up.

Throwing my leg over my bike, I had her started and halfway down the street before I felt Charlotte’s small hands clasp in front of my stomach. She rested her helmet on my back, and it almost felt like old times.

Except now, I wasn’t the innocent boy she used to know. Now I was the killer, and she saw it firsthand.

I took the road slower with Charlie on my bike, but still fast enough to let the feel of the wind calm the beast that had bubbled to the surface the moment I heard the fear in her voice.

It didn’t take long to get back to the compound. I parked in front of my cabin and got off my bike. Now that she was safe, it was time to find out what had happened to cause my high school sweetheart to call me in the middle of the night.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I tried not to be affected by seeing her on my bike and to keep the unwelcome memories at bay. “What happened back there?”

Even from a few feet away, I could see her body start to shake again. “My boyfriend,” she swallowed harshly. “Ex-boyfriend got in trouble with some guy named Roach,” she sneered his name. “And to get out of it, he gave me to this Roach guy.” Her voice quivered as she wrapped her arms around her middle. “Like I’m some piece of property.”

Roach was the president of Satan’s Savages. He had no qualms about treating women like property or selling them.

“What else happened?” It made no sense he left her there after acquiring her.

This time when she looked up at me, her eyes were glassy as her chin trembled. “I fought with Terry, my ex. Yelling at him about what he’d gotten himself involved in and how he thought he could give me as payment. The Roach guy slapped me across the face, dragged me into the bedroom, and locked me in. He said if I didn’t shut up, he was going to kill me.” She looked up at me from under her long lashes. “I think he meant it.”

“He did. Roach will kill anyone in his path, and now that he owns you, he’s going to want to try the merchandise before he decides to either keep you until you’re nothing more than a used-up druggie whore, or sell you to the highest bidder.”

Stepping off my bike, she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin. “I’d rather die than let him ever touch me again.”

“I won’t let him near you ever again.” My mind spun on how I could keep Charlotte safe. What kind of loser had she been dating that he’d give her up for his debts? “Come on, let’s get some rest, and I’ll figure out a plan in the morning with my brothers.”

The second we stepped inside, Charlotte stopped dead in her tracks. The club slut from earlier was still in my bed face down with her ass bared to us.

Turning around, she eyed the door like it was the most interesting thing she’d ever seen. “Maybe there’s someplace else I can sleep.”

There was no way I was letting her stay up at the clubhouse with the rest of the guys. Only the club’s senior members had their own cabins on the ranch. The rest stayed in the main building, and I didn’t trust one of them not to wander into her room. At least until I warned everyone that she was off-limits.

Grabbing Tanya’s clothes off the floor, I shook her awake with one meaty palm. She turned over, displaying her fake-ass tits, and smiled up at me. “Time to go.”

“What the hell, Sin?” she cried out as I grabbed her by the arm and hoisted her out of my bed.

“Like I said, it’s time to go. You know I don’t like to repeat myself. Now go make yourself scarce.”

Tanya looked Charlotte up and down and sneered. “You’re choosing her over me?”

“Get the hell out!” I shouted and slammed my fist into the wall.

Tanya stepped outside with her clothes held loosely. “He won’t keep you for long. He never does, and once you’re out, I’ll be back in his bed. You just wait and see.”

I slammed the door closed and turned back to find Charlie looking over my place. She ran her hand over the spines of a few books that sat on the wall of bookshelves. “You sure keep interesting company nowadays.”

I didn’t have to explain myself to her. We’d been over longer than we were together.

“If you want to get cleaned up, there’s a bathroom. I’ll get you something to wear.” I stalked over to my dresser, pulled out a Diamond Kings t-shirt, and threw it at her.

Once Charlie was out of sight, I laid down and stared up at the ceiling, wondering how my life had come back full circle. What was I going to do with her once the sun came up?

The door opened, and out walked Charlotte with my t-shirt on that hung down to her mid-thigh. She looked so right with my clothes on, but I had to remember why I gave her up in the first place.

Charlotte Hunter didn’t belong in my world.


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