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throwing out insults at my girl left and right. Looking back down at Harlyn, I can see that it doesn’t even faze her.  
    When the doors shut, the room falls silent and the only thing I can see is her. “Your sins follow you everywhere, Stav. They’ve left scars on me, on you, and everyone around you. I don’t know how you can live with yourself.” She pulls out of my arms and she rushes back down the hallway towards my room.  
    I don’t stop her, and I don’t follow her this time. She’s going to find out that this shit isn’t over, even if I have to tie her to the bed so I can tell her what she wants to know. Thinking back to the day I met her, I can’t help but grin. She was so damn pure and innocent.  

    Four Years Ago
    Walking into the clubhouse, I see that my brothers are throwing another party. People are fucking everywhere and I scan the room. Girls are practically running around naked, and a few of my brothers are trying to bag one of them for the night. We party hard, and we fuck harder. That’s something we’ve always prided ourselves on. Not to mention all the shit we do during the day. Last week, I stuck a knife in the throat of a man who tried to steal our shipment from us. I didn’t even think twice about what I was doing. The only thing I cared about was making sure the bastard who crossed us paid for his sins.  
    Walking over to the bar, I see a new face and I can’t help but check her out. She’s wearing a short, cutoff skirt, and a tight tank top that pushes her tits up. She’s talking to Trixie, one of the club whores that has been with us a few years. She doesn’t look like the type to be messed up in an MC, but I sure am glad she’s here.  
    Romeo comes up to me and slaps me on the shoulder. “Fuck man, where did Trixie find that hot little bitch?” I shrug my shoulder, but don’t take my eyes off of her. She has fuckin’ legs for days that would look sexier if they were wrapped around my neck as I ate her pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  
    “You’ve got that look.” He grins. I look over at him and raise an eyebrow in question. “You know the one where you are going to try to bed her.”
    “You don’t think I can fuck her tonight?” I ask looking over at him.  
    “Fuck no man. That bitch has pure virgin written all over her.” He starts to laugh and I get an idea.  
    “A G says I can bed her tonight. That I’ll have her begging me to fuck her for weeks to come.” He grins and shakes my hand.  
    “Deal, motherfucker.” We shake on it, I grab my beer that the prospect just delivered, and I make my way towards the girls.  
    Leaning up against the bar next to her, I give Trixie a smile. “Hey babe, who’s your friend?” She gives me a grin in return and introduces me to her shy friend.  
    “Baby, this is Harlyn. She’s a sweet girl who doesn’t need your wolf-like stare. You’ll scare the poor girl.” She raises an eyebrow at me, but I don’t let that hinder my curiosity.  
    “Harlyn.” I let her name roll off my tongue as I reach a hand out to her. She gives me a shy smile and places her small hand inside of my larger one. “It’s so great to meet you.” I kiss her knuckles and I see the blush creep up her cheeks. She dips her head and when she looks back at me, I can see that she’s curious about me, too.  
    “Prez.” Trixie warns me, but I don’t even care what she says. I have my sights set on Harlyn and there is nothing that will get to me change my mind. “She’s the daughter of--” Harlyn smacks her arm and gives her a look before looking back at me. The daughter of who? Now I’m even more intrigued.  
    Someone calls Trixie, and she reluctantly walks away from us. Moving closer to Harlyn, I run my hand down her cheek and she moves closer to me. “What is a sweet girl like you doing in a place like this?” I catch a strand of her hair and wrap it around my finger.  
    “I wanted to live on the edge a little. I’ve