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Chapters (26)
  1. Cover
  2. Content Warning
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Epilogue
  24. Acknowledgments
  25. Also by Lila Rose
  26. Connect with Lila Rose

Nodding again, I sucked in a breath and straightened my suit jacket. “Right. I can do this.”

“Yeah, you can, and I’ll have your back the entire time.”

“That’s good to know.”

“Besides, if I didn’t, Wreck would kick my ass because Lucas would have a word with him for getting his friend into shit.”

Laughing, I bobbed my head. “That is true.”

Feeling better, I made it the rest of the way to the car Death pointed out. Once there, he handed me the keys. “Drive safe. I’ll be right behind you.”

“Got it. Thanks.”

He tipped his chin up at me in response. Something I noticed a lot of the bikers did. Death was also a part of the Diamond MC. I met the club through Lucas, my friend from college, whose brother was in the club.

They were a good group of people, and if it hadn’t been for knowing Lucas, I wouldn’t have met them. I probably would have been too scared to, since a lot of them looked like they could kill with one hand tied behind their backs.

Slipping into the car, I put the key in the ignition and started the engine. After another big breath, I put it in Drive and headed out of the underground garage and onto the road. I’d already memorized the address I needed to go to where Mr. Adrik Hail would be waiting for me. My date.

The drive took me half an hour, which was annoying because it gave me more time to fret over this. I parked out on the street to this huge condo complex and quickly got out of the car so I didn’t second-guess my choice. My knees were weak, my hands shook, but I sucked in a lungful of air and reminded myself I needed this money.

At least I wasn’t selling my body for money, just my time.

You’re a sinner. Pray to God for forgiveness. Pray to God.

Words my parents used to say when I got into trouble for something flashed through my mind. No, they could never find out about this. Never.

It would be just another sin added to my life, like wanting to move away from them, even when it wasn’t far. It had only been recently they’d started speaking to me again, and only after I’d told them I’d prayed every morning and night for forgiveness.

They were different. I knew this. They were strict, and God was everything to them. My stomach pivoted downward.

Gosh darn it all. Now definitely wasn’t the time to think of them. I was doing this for me, to help my future, to set me up, because there wasn’t a chance I would go back to living under their roof.