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When you dance with devils, someone always gets burned.

The kiss was dominant, claiming. It seared my soul, making me submit in a way I never had before. His. I was his, and we both knew it. We crossed a line. Now, there was no going back...

Everything changed the night our mother died. With her last breath, she told us a secret that turned our entire world upside down. Phoenix couldn't let it go—she had to find answers, even when I begged her not to. She went looking for some guy from Mom's past, convinced he'd have the truth we needed.
She found him alright. Elias West. And his motorcycle club.
The Sons of Sorrow aren't the kind of men you mess around with. They're dangerous, violent, and absolutely nothing but trouble. But Phoenix dove headfirst into their world anyway, dragging me right along with her. Now we're both in way over our heads with these tattooed criminals who have more enemies than sense.
Phoenix thinks she's found something real with one of them. I think she's lost her damn mind. But when bullets start flying and people start dying, we realize Mom's secret might've been better left buried.
Some family history should stay in the past. Ours is about to get us both killed.