He swore the club would protect her. Then the club voted on her.
Nadine Mallory kept the books for an outlaw motorcycle club's salvage yard and thought she'd married into a family. Then a routine audit turned up twelve tow tickets to a storage unit forty minutes north — and her husband's second life inside it.
The affair was the small part.
Fourteen men sat behind a steel door and voted on whether Nadine deserved to know. Eleven said no. Then they came to her house and ate her food for five months. Her best friend washed her hair in a hospital sink and said nothing. And buried under nine years of doctored paperwork sat the truth about the night her father's shop burned down with him inside it.
She left with nine boxes and her maiden name.
Nineteen months later she inspects freight cars for a living, where nothing gets voted on and a cracked knuckle is simply cracked. Then a federal subpoena arrives with her old name on it — and the man who ruined her has already given the government everything, starting with her innocence.
He can't buy her back. He can only pay.
One-click a betrayal romance where the grovel actually costs him everything.