Nasty Bastards MC

Both of them are mine. I will protect them with my life. Nothing will ever touch them again. Twenty years old, and her life is in ruins. Completely and totally ruined. At least that's how it feels. She's penniless, jobless, a single mother with a car that is on its last leg—rattling its way into the mechanic garage. She runs toward a stranger in an effort to save herself. Bowie only cares about partying, cars, motorcycles, and the club that he calls family. He doesn't do complications and especially doesn't do relationships.

Alessia's life isn't much of a life, not anymore. She's been kidnapped, promised, sold, abused, rescued, and now lives with the Nasty Bastards MC. She stays out of sight, a fly on the wall, trying so hard not to attract any attention whatsoever. The man who does see her knows what he wants... maybe. Scuba lives his life one way and one way only–his way. His family is his club. The only thing he's serious about is the club. He's wild and free, but when he sees Alessia, he knows that there is something more to her than meets the eye. She intrigues him–consumes him.