Biker at the Altar: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance

I SWORE OFF WOMEN LONG AGO. BUT IT MIGHT BE TIME TO BREAK MY PROMISE.

Because I haven't felt hunger like this since my first love died.
Ariana might look untouched and innocent…
But by the time I'll done, she'll be utterly wrecked. Thoroughly ruined.
And pregnant with my baby.

Years ago, as I put the dirt on the coffin of my dead old lady, I made myself a promise:
Never again.

I'd kept that oath in the years since.
No emotions.
Nothing permanent.
One. Night. Only.

But that was before Ariana waltzed into my life.
She might hate me – but I just don't give a damn.
Because she's everything I've always wanted.
And I'm not gonna rest until I have her.

Not just for a taste.
Not just for a night.
No, this one needs to be long, slow, and special.
I want to savor breaking her down.

Because once she's putty in my hands, I'm going to drag her to the altar.

I don't just want a woman.
I want a wife.
A baby.
A future.

And she's going to give me all of that…
Or else.