Diesel, Steel Demons MC Prez, never saw it coming—a surprise son and his stunning guardian storming his heart like a hurricane, smashing the walls he thought were unbreakable.
"What do you mean, 'you sold me to the Russian mob'?" Unfortunately, Papa isn't joking. And as if belonging to the beast isn't messed up enough, I'm now also carrying his heir...
My older sister ran away from home to avoid being forced into an arranged marriage with the mafia family blamed for her mother’s death. Now that burden has fallen to me.
He spilled a drink on my dress. I dumped my wine in his lap. Which is why I invite the dark-and-brooding beast to clean me up. Only it turns out, he’s not a stranger at all.
