Owning the Prez’s Ol’ Lady by Quinn Ryder

We all thought we owned her, and that she belonged to us all. But loving Shasta Hall had proven to be detrimental to her own mental health. Now she was gone, disappearing from our lives forever. I thought I could cope with her absence like all the others, going on with my life and finding someone else to love. But loving someone other than Shasta was an impossible feat, and the only option I had was to leave everything behind: my club, my brothers, and my responsibilities, to find the woman who meant the world to me.

Locating her wasn’t easy, but now that I’ve found her again, I’m determined to claim Shasta as my Ol’ Lady and bring her back home to where she belongs. But convincing her to return wasn’t going to be easy, especially since becoming another Outlaw’s Ol’ Lady again was the furthest thing from her mind, and I quickly realized I wasn’t the only man vying for her attention.
We all thought we owned her, and that she belonged to us all. But loving Shasta Hall had proven to be detrimental to her own mental health. Now she was gone, disappearing from our lives forever. I thought I could cope with her absence like all the others, going on with my life and finding someone else to love. But loving someone other than Shasta was an impossible feat, and the only option I had was to leave everything behind: my club, my brothers, and my responsibilities, to find the woman who meant the world to me.

Locating her wasn’t easy, but now that I’ve found her again, I’m determined to claim Shasta as my Ol’ Lady and bring her back home to where she belongs. But convincing her to return wasn’t going to be easy, especially since becoming another Outlaw’s Ol’ Lady again was the furthest thing from her mind, and I quickly realized I wasn’t the only man vying for her attention.