Since we first got together, his parents have become like my own. They always told me to come straight to them if he ever misbehaved. I don't think he listened.

Isabelle was a club girl. Not a name, not a voice--just a body people passed over without a second glance. But not Ryder. Something in him pulled her in, made her forget why she joined the Wardens of Sin MC in the first place. Made her forget she came here with a plan: get paid, get out, finish nursing school. Until Ryder reminded her exactly what she was in his world. She bent. But she didn't break. Now, she has no distractions. No man to crave. No heartbreak to nurse. Just herself--and the future she's resuming. Ryder never meant to fall for the girl everyone could touch. But he did. Hard. And when he was reminded that she'd only ever be a club girl--that hope was a luxury he couldn't afford--he destroyed what they had. Humiliated her. Left her behind like the wreck he saw in himself. But the truth never stays buried. And by the time it comes out, it might be too late.