Judas by Deja Voss

No bikers ever, that’s my one rule to live by.
Burning bridges to the ground is my super power.
I fled the Indignant Few MC after my dad was murdered to start a life of my own in the adult industry. I’d rather sell my body on the internet then sell my soul to the kind of men I was raised around. I don’t want to end up a club slut, or worse, an old lady like my mother.
All these years later, I still haven’t forgot one man I left behind. His face haunts my dreams. The mention of his name stops my heart from beating.
He’s never had a fighting chance at a decent life. Something about him scares me. Maybe it’s the things he does for the club without so much as blinking an eye. Maybe it’s the fact that when I’m with him, all the rules go out the window.
Apparently he never forgot about me, either.
His name is Judas.