Destiny: I made a mistake and now I’m paying for it. I borrowed money from the MC to save my mom. Now I have to spend the rest of my life taking off clothes for strangers. Each time I dance, a piece of my soul dies with me. Just when I think I won’t survive this place, he arrives. Devil. Vice-President of the Fallen Saints MC. He struck a dirty bargain and now I belong to him. Hell will freeze over before I surrender my body and heart to a criminal like him.
Devil: The moment she appeared on stage, I became obsessed. Destiny’s trouble. She’s way too young for me but I couldn’t leave an angel like her in that shithole. Destiny thinks I’ll discard her once I no longer have any use for her. She’s wrong. I’ve ridden solo my entire life but I’ve changed my mind. Destiny’s not just my plaything. I intend to make her my old lady.
