It’s not like he really gave me a choice. I have to give the Governor what he wants, or he’s going to throw all of my Savage Kings MC brothers into prison for decades.
And what exactly does Governor Satan need from me? That’s the real kicker because he’s insisting that I…date his daughter. No, not just date her. He wants me to convince Isobel to stop spiraling out of control before she ends up dead, or worse – ruin her father’s chance at getting re-elected.
I have no clue why his beautiful wild child is partying her way through life, crossing off items on a mile-long bucket list, and I don’t really care. Somehow, someway, I have to convince her to put down roots and go back to being the picture-perfect good girl her father raised.
As if I’m not in deep enough, I’ve never wanted anyone more than the free-spirit who refuses to spend her short life standing in one place for too long. Too bad Isobel is going to hate my guts when she finds out I’m the asshole who has to lock her back up in a cage.
And if I fail to do so, well, there won’t be an orange jumpsuit waiting for me. I’ll never make it to prison because the Governor dug up all my dirt that I thought I had carefully buried.
If he tells the Kings that I started prospecting with them as a DEA rat ten years ago, they’ll never forgive me.
How could they when I still haven’t forgiven myself?